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Tell Tale Signs

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“Is daddy gonna make it?” Isabella your daughter asked as she watched you put on your makeup

“Yes he is baby”

She looks down at her tablet “There’s only 1 hour left”

“Do you want to call him?” you ask not wanting to be pestered until Rio finally made it home

“YAH!” She nods excitedly

You hand your phone to her letting her take the lead. She puts in the code and proceeds to call him via facetime.

“Y/N” He called your name this being the first time you called him in 2 weeks he was hoping you were waving the white flag.

“DADDY!”

“Ah princessa how are you baby girl?”

“Daddy where are you?”

“I’m on the way see?” He shows the cars passing by on the highway

“HI UNCLE NICK!” she greets Nick who was driving

“HI ISABELLA!” he greets with the same enthusiasm

“Daddy it’s getting late and we have reservations at 6:00”

Rio chuckles “I know princessa, I’m right around the corner I’ll be there in 15 minutes I promise”

“Okay” Isabella beams happy with his response “You wanna talk to mommy?”

“Let's let daddy and Uncle Nick drive okay? Drive safe see you when you get here” you say dryly before hanging up the phone. You didn’t want to hear what he had to say; he just needed to be on time.

“Go check on your brother tell him daddy will be here in 15 minutes”

“Okay!”

You chuckle to yourself as you watch her skip out the room.

Keeping true to his word, he arrived in 15 minutes you had already put out the clothes he was going to wear. Nothing was said between you two when he arrived he simply stripped out of his normal jeans and tee attire and put on his formal clothes minus the tie. By the time he stepped out of the room you and the kids were in the car waiting.

“Daddy are we gonna make it in time?” Isabella asked just as he opened the door to get in

“Yes Bella(Her nickname)”

“Okay good!” Isabella had picked up her fathers neuroticism over timeliness so much so that she was prompting you to start getting ready 5 hours before you were to leave the house. You and Marcus being the ones who would often drag or be late.

The car ride is filled with Marcus and Isabella telling Rio about their week, when that died down and the kids retreated back to their phones/tablets Rio turned to look at you. No matter how angry he was at you, he still never ceased to be amazed at your beauty.

“Hanging up on me now?” He asked

You look up from your phone and at him you shrug and continue with your Sudoku game. Maybe if you remain silent it won’t fuel this battle you two had going on.

You two had gotten into it 2 weeks prior over the fact that you accused him of prioritzing his business more than his family. The only reason you said that was because he had been gone for a little over 3 weeks, and no matter how much you urged him to come home even for a day he would always say he couldn’t and he would be home soon. So as soon as he walked in your home the tension was so thick, it didn’t take 10 minutes before you two were going at each other. You accused him of putting his business first over you and the kids, he accused you of having such an expensive taste for clothes and shoes that if he didn’t ‘prioritize the business’ you guys would have been out of home and food in a month. And from there you two have been at odds. Him withdrawing from you and you doing the same. The tell tale signs when Rio is mad at you, is when he withdrew his words of love and affirmation, he treated you like a business partner straight to the point. ‘No hey mama, baby, reina, nena, straight Y/N.’ The tell tale signs when you are mad at him is when you withdraw your kisses, hugs, back scratches, cuddles, etc but you were still willing to talk to him and say I love you even if he didn’t want to at the time.

Dinner goes well, the kids didn’t realize that you two hadn’t said more than 10 words to each from time you all left the house to your return back to the house.

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“Mommy can I watch minions?” Bella asked

“Yes babygirl, but after you gotta go to sleep”

“Awww” she pouts

“It’s late Bella it’s 8, it’s technically your bedtime now”

“Thanks” she smiles showing her toothless grin you kiss her on the forehead before you leave her room.

“But mommy”

You put your hand up and she stops “You can watch minions but to sleep right after”

Rio and Marcus had retreated to the backyard where they were playing soccer. You look at them through the kitchen window and smile while you put the food away. Marcus had become so skilled he was now beating his dad at 1:1 games.

By the time their game was over you had gone to the basement to your entertainment room and put on a movie to watch. When you hear Rio walk down the basement steps your stomach knots up. You were hoping he had found something to entertain himself with, far away from you.

“I don’t even know, weird hard to follow” you comment refusing to look at him.

“What you watching?”

“Dune”

“Is it good?”

“Feet hurt?” He comments noticing you wiggle your feet back and forth under the blanket

He takes a seat on the other side of the sectional, “Mind if I rewind it?”

“No might help me understand what the fuck is going on”

He chuckles and picks up the remote. You offer some fruit off your fruit bowl before you get comfortable on your side of the sectional.

“A little” Louboutin's are definitely not made for walking

“Want me to rub them” he offers

“No I’m good” you shut him down immediately

“Y/N” You hear your name

He sucks his teeth. This is his way of extending the olive branch, plus he is reaching his limit of touch deprivation. You don’t even think to react to that as far as you were concerned, he hit below the belt. You would never shop till he ran out of money, you would never put your kids lively hood at risk over a fucking shoe or bag. In fact most of the time when you did go ‘shopping’ you left without anything, but since he was gone so much he wouldn’t know.

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“Hmm” You hum realizing you were asleep and had no interests in waking up

“Lets go to bed”

You clear your throat “I’m good here” you adjust slightly pulling the blanket higher to cover your arms

“Why’d I buy that big ass bed and expensive ass mattress if all you wanna do is sleep on the couch?” he complained because the past few days you were sleeping in the basement.

You hear him suck his teeth again, “you want me to carry you?” he asks getting ready to scoop you up

You open your eyes “NO!” you turn to look at him, he now had a brow raised with a confused look “I mean, no” You pause “I’m good here thanks” it’s not that you didn’t want to but if he did carry you, you would have given in and you simply were willing to die on this hill that was fortified with evidence and facts. Rio had been prioritizing the business too much lately and it was affecting you and the kids.

You glare at him before speaking “I’ll pay you back then, first thing Monday morning your money will be in your account” you turn over “bout to nickel and dime me over every little thing” you mumble, not low enough though because he hears it

Rio scoffs in disbelief and looks away from you, turning his body away as you wiggle your way deeper into the cushions. When he turns back around without a second thought he lifts you from the couch.

“Christopher, I said I don’t want you to carry me! Put me down!” you complain as he starts walking “CHRISTOPHER PUT ME DOWN!” you demand this time hitting his back. A sharp gasp exits your lips from the stinging sensation you felt on your ass cheeks

“OW CHRISTOPHER!” Another slap this time you move your hands to cover them, thinking more slaps were coming your way

“Shut.the.fuck.up Y/N” he warns with a stern voice

You decide its best to do so until you aren't in a vulnerable position. You look at your house as he carries you to your bedroom, making mental notes to get batteries for the clock on the wall, and have the kids remove their excess shoes from the door.

When you make it to your room Christopher drops you on the king sized bed, hard enough to cause your body to bounce, before you could even react, he had grabbed your ankle roughly tagging you to the edge of the bed hovering over you, his hands holding your wrist against the bed.

You huff and puff as you look up at him “can you let me go?” his nostrils are still flaring, the vein on his forehead still present indicating he was pissed!

“Check your attitude” he speaks slowly

You roll your eyes “I don’t have an attitude, if you had just let me sle..”

He cuts you off “You know we need to talk!”

“Hey Marcus everything okay?” You ask as you straighten up, playing coy, this wasn’t the first or the last time Marcus and/or Isabella would interrupt something intimate so you both had enough practice to fool the kids that nothing of the sorts was happening.

“Okay say what you gotta say?” you ask curtly

“Y/N, I’m not doing this shi..” before he could finish there was a knock on the door, both of you turned to look at it “Come in!” you yell causing Rio to shoot you a look, before getting away from you. The door opened and Marcus stood by it.

“Yes, I was wondering if it would be okay for me to get on the game dad”

Christopher looked at the clock “Yea its cool buddy, only an hour though its 11, if you’re not off by 12am I’m taking it from you for a week”

You had used Marcus’s interruption to your advantage and moved from the bed to the closet where you were beginning to undress and change into your night clothes.

“Yesss! Thanks dad good night love you both”

“Love you too!”

“Can I help you?” You ask as you glare at Christopher through the mirror

You huff and roll your eyes “Fine”

“We weren't done talking”

You remove your earrings “I have nothing to say to you”

He sucks his teeth again “So what? You want us to stay together and not talk to each other or touch each other”

You turn to face him “I’m not the one that was away for almost a month, you asking the wrong mother fucker” the next second your back hit the wall with a small thud, Rio had grabbed you by the arm when you were walking away from him. “OW WHAT THE FUCK CHRISTOPHER!” you were exaggerating he didn’t hurt you but he did startle you.

He pulls you close to him, so close you can smell the pineapple in his breath. Through a clenched jaw he reminds you “What your fucking mouth Y/N”

“No” he cuts you off again

“We gotta talk about this shit Y/N” he stresses

“I know that!”

“So why you avoiding it?”

“I’m not! You said what you had to say, I made the decision it’s best for me to look for a job, part time and th..”

You sigh “Christopher,”

You take a step back “No? What do you mean no?”

He releases your arm and steps back as well “You ain’t gotta do all-a-that”

“Y/N”

You throw up your arms “Well what do you want me to do? I’m funding my luxury habits, so I don’t get what the big deal is?”

“Okay” you respond dryly no need to go back and forth, the decision was already made, you sit down on the small bench in your shared closet

He rolls his shoulders back “I said no Y/N”

“Why?”

“You don’t need to that’s why”

You hated how everything just had to be his way. He had to be in control of everything. Even the kids picked up on it and sometimes would ask him permission to do things before even informing you, only telling you after the fact that ‘dad said no or yes’.

He looks at you for a bit before sitting down next to you glad that you went ahead and bought the bench even though he had protested against it “We need to collaborate here, lets both compromise mama” he speaks in a much more loving tone

You turn to look at him “What’s your compromise going to be? You won’t prioritze business? For how long? Like maybe 3-4 months then it’s back to business as usual? I don’t care if you ignore me, I don’t matter, I’m an adult. I am fine, but when you don’t come back for almost a month. The kids start asking questions about our relationship status and how they know kids whose parents aren’t together and..” you look up at the ceiling to stop the tears from slipping, you turn to look at him “Just think about the kids okay?” It wasn’t only the kids that were concerned about his whereabouts, you were too. You know this business, you know it comes with long days, nights, hours, you know that eventually it will be hard for him to resist temptation because a man is a man, is a man, no matter who the man is. So for him to be gone for so long with barely any communication from him had your mind racing through all types of scenarios. Maybe he’s dead and someone took his phone, maybe he was injured, maybe he was with another woman.

He dropped his head and looks back up at you reaching to wipe the single tear rolling down your face “I’ll do better mama,” he promises

You offer a smile “Thanks that’s all I ask, and I won’t shop so much" you offer hoping this was the end of it and you two could move on

That caused Rio’s chest to tighten. He didn't want you to compromise that much, and you were right it had bothered him that there was a new box of Louboutin's, Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent, Jimmy Choos, or whatever luxury bag/shoe/jewelry was in the closet, every time he came back. He didn’t mind you having expensive taste but he wouldn’t lie at some point he was convinced you were gonna shop him into the ground. But to sell the things that you liked, he wasn’t about to go for it.

He looks “Nah you ain’t gotta do that”

“You said it cause it bothered you or you wouldn’t have said it at all, really it’s okay Christopher, I’m running out of space anyway” you look around your closet “Might sell a few things also”

He nods as he looks around a slight chuckle leaving his lips as he notices you were starting to encroach on his side of the closet. He turns to look at you and you smile at him.

“Nah don’t do that either”

You sigh, he was now making things complicated “I honestly don’t mind there are shoes in here that I haven’t worn or hate now so I can just sell them, no big deal” you shrug

“Okay I’m gonna remove my makeup” You announce before getting up and walking to the bathroom.

“Are we okay now?”

He nods a smile spreading across his lips “yea we good”

Rio had followed behind and undressed, heading straight to the shower since he had no time to freshen up.

You absentmindedly complete your skin care routine humming a song you heard on the radio. By the time you were finishing up, so was Rio that man never took long showers.

“Mmm look at you” he comments as he comes up behind you with a towel around his waist pulling you closer so you were flush against his already semi hard dick.

“Look at me, look at you!” You flirt as you look at him from the mirror. Water dripping down his chest, down to his abs, then to his v-line, his dick causing the towel to stretch.

“I missed you reina”

“Missed you too” you say softly as you watch his hands meticulously glide down your thighs, a grab here a grab there, Rio pulled you even more flush against him releasing a deep moan from the sensation. His hands start to inch their way up grabbing at your breasts, Rio rocking his hips into you before he slipped his hands under your tank top. You watch as he dips his head by your collar bone, heavy breathes in your ear, inhaling taking in your scent before he starts to give you wet kisses on the neck traveling from side to side, sometimes pausing to lick and bite down before moving to the next spot. You watch as he pushes your underwear down your thighs, you complete the rest of the task and shimmy off of them, you watch as he pushes the tank top up pulling it off of your body, leaving you naked. He takes a step back and hits your ass one time before resuming position, this time minus the towel. You watch as he caresses your body he’s so caught up in what he’s doing he doesn’t know he has an audience. Hell you didn’t even notice how turned on you were getting until his hand dipped between your thighs and grazed over your sensitive clit almost making you collapse. You whimper as he proceeds and a grunt comes from him as he feels just how slick you are.

“Gotta lot of making up to do mi reina”

You whine as he applies more pressure that was enough for him to look up and see you biting your lip scratching at his arms. You nod in agreement. That’s all he needed and with that he kept his word, the next day all those mental to-do lists that you had told yourself were simply not getting done. You spent the majority of the day on the couch or on the bed.

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