y/n pov
i wake up and it's our anniversary.
he's not in bed...that only means he's not here. what a good way to start off our anniversary.
i leave out of the room heading downstairs. our chef has made breakfast. "morning" i say to harrold
"hello ma'am,happy anniversary" he says
"what have i told,you don't call me that you make it seem like i'm old" i say laughing
he just laughs and pass me my breakfast. i sit down and begin eating. i pull out my phone midway and check it. not even a text...
men ain't shit...
i finish my breakfast and the maid,mya comes and takes my dishes. "thank you" i say
i get up and run upstairs. i go to my big closet and pick out an outfit to wear to bring justin his lunch since he can't have the audacity to wish me a happy anniversary.
i get ready and i look in the mirror satisfied with what i see. how could anyone cheat on me? i'm fine as fuck
i grab my purse and head to the kitchen getting the bag with his lunch. i see the driver outside waiting for me and i get in the backseat.
"where to?" she asks
"justin's job" i say
ten minutes later we arrive to the building he works at. i get the bag and get out of the car. i walk in and get in the elevator pressing the number "10".
it opens shortly and i walk up to the front desk smiling. "i'm here for justin" i said
"he went out earlier"she says
"i'll just take it to his office,have a good day" i say smiling
i begin walking back and i'm met with him and a woman holding a child. i know damn well.
"hey y/n" he says when he see me
"hey baby,i brought your lunch happy anniversary" i say
"happy anniversary,this here is lisa" he says the last part pointing at the woman beside him
i give her a fake smile . "nice to meet you"
"nice to meet you too,i should probably get going" she says before adding a "talk to you later?" to my husband.
i watch her walk off before looking back at justin. "was that her?"i ask
"that don't matter"he says
"tell me" i say
"thank you for the lunch" he says before walking off
i roll my eyes before making my way out of the building.
billie's pov
"what? HELL NO" i yell
my friend wants me to do this gig for him,bitch does it looks like i'm a mover. i'm a whole fucking singer.
"pleaseeeeeee,i will dead ass pay you three k"
"oh for sure?"
"yeah and it's not even that serious all you gotta do is pack up some shit and take the person to wherever" he says
"fine i'll do it" i say agreeing
"okay great" he says before hanging up
fucking ugly ass bitch make me do shit out of my league.
