The Mafia and His Angel

Amy was busy with her laptop when her phone suddenly chirped, she almost ignored cause of how engrossed she was but decided to take a look at the screen of the phone at a time when the call was almost coming to an end.

Seeing that the caller ID was her husband's secretary, Joan, she picked up the phone quickly as she wondered why she must have called him. She only saved Joan's number cause she's her husband's secretary and on days when she may not be able to reach her husband, Callan, at work, she would simply call Joan to pass the phone to him.

But this time was the first time that Joan would be placing a call across to her. She answered the call as she placed the phone gently on her ear, but the filthy sounds she heard left her flabbergasted and troubled.

She had to look at the screen of the phone again to be sure that it was Joan that pulled a call across, she placed the phone on her ear again and heard the same filthy sounds, they were hard and loud moans that depicts clearly that someone was having a heavy round of sex with her.

With the few times that Amy had spoken to Joan, she recognized her voice and she knew that the moans was definitely that of Joan. Did she mistakenly dialed her number during her intimate session with her boyfriend? Amy thought it could be a mistake so she wanted to hung the call up but what Amy heard next made her head almost fall off her neck.

She had to push the laptop aside just to be sure she heard the right thing, she listened clearly again and Joan repeated," fuck me, baby....Callan, go deeper, I'm loving it...oh my gosh!"

Amy's heart became troubled, very disturbed that she had to stand. That's not possible. She concluded and hung the call up. She trusted Callan with her life and loved him so dearly. Although she couldn't conceive for him yet, but they both showed eachother love and affection.

It can't be possible that Callan will be cheating on her. That's not just possible. She shook her head trying not to beleive that. Perhaps, Joan had just decided to suddenly turn herself into a villian in their marriage but sadly, that would never work.

Amy sat back and wanted to ignore what just happened but a gentle voice speaking inside of her wouldn't let her mind be at rest. In a world where anything is possible, what if Callan was actually cheating on her?

While she was in deep thought, her phone chirped briefly and seeing that it was a text message, she picked up her phone. But her heart raced when she realized that the sender of this message was none other than Joan.

She read the message telling her to come to a location, the location was an hotel and the exact room she was to come to was stated in that message.

What was going on? Amy's mind became even more troubled. She closed her laptop and walked quickly towards her wardrobe. She was in her home wear and since she intends going out now, she had to change into an outfit.

Once she was done, she walked outside of her room and wanted to tell her mother in law who was living in the same house with them that she had something urgent to attend to.

She walked to her room and knocked but couldn't find her there, where else could she be other than the kitchen? She took a quick step towards the kitchen and when she was almost at the door, she heard a loud laughter erupt from there. It was from her mother in law.

After a session of laughing, her mother in law said, unaware that Amy was outside, "that barren woman is such an idiot, I wonder what my son see in her in the first place? Just consuming my son's money and can't even produce a child! Never have I seen such a shameless woman."

She laughed again after saying that, it was obvious she was on a phone call with someone.

Amy didn't beleive that her mother in law could say this, tears almost fall off her eyes but she held it, she stormed inside the kitchen abruptly and her mother in law, Wilma, turned to her at once with a thumping heart.

Just thirty minutes ago, Amy had told Wilma that she would be busy inside until it was night, Wilma didn't expect for her to be here at this period. This was why she could speak freely and carelessly on phone.

Wilma wondered if Amy heard what she said, after a brief moment of intense silence between them, Wilma faked a cough and said, "Amy, erm...I thought you...Are you going out?"

"Mum, are you scared?" Amy asked with a smirk, as though she was not in pain.

"Scared...why?...why? Why would I?" She stammered.

"I'll be leaving, I have something important to do, ma," Amy said and turned, she intentionally left the woman in confusion. She wouldn't know if Amy heard what she was saying on phone or if she didn't.