It was midnight, but Debbie still hadn't heard from Carlos. Before long, she drifted off.
In the dead of the night, someone opened the door to her bedroom silently.
That someone walked in stealthily and glanced around the room. The fragrance in the air filled his nose. He sniffed greedily.
In her sleep, Debbie felt that mysterious figure slip into her bed. Assuming that it was her husband, she didn't open her eyes and held him tightly. "Honey, finally, you're back," she muttered.
Without a word, the man tried to kiss her lips, but Debbie happened to slide down a little, so he kissed her hair instead.
She opened her eyes a little and found the room was completely dark. Unable to see anything, she closed her eyes again and snuggled into the man's arms. "Mr. Handsome, did you just take a shower? You smell good. Is that new cologne?" The scent was a bit strong.
The man didn't answer. He turned over and threw himself on top of her.
Sensing what he was about to do, Debbie woke up. "No, Mr. Handsome, I'm good. I'm still sore from last time."
'Wait. Something's wrong, ' Debbie realized.
'This doesn't feel right. The weight and scent are both wrong!'
Debbie's eyes snapped open. She reached for the lamp on the nightstand, fumbling with the switch. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the man's face.
Angry, she pushed him off of her forcefully, and the man was dumped unceremoniously onto the lushly carpeted floor. "Ow! Dammit! What's wrong?" he howled.
Debbie straightened her pajamas quickly. Usually, she slept naked. But tonight, she had been so sleepy that she had dozed off in pajamas. Lucky for her, otherwise he would have felt something he had no right to. This man was no Carlos. Indeed, he could never match up to that powerful, handsome presence. Instead, this guy would forever be in Carlos' shadow, no matter where Carlos was at the time.
She jumped off the bed and grabbed Lewis' ear furiously. "How dare you sneak into my room!"
"Ouch! Easy, easy! Carlos is always busy. I was worried about you. I thought you might be lonely, so I came in to give you some lov— Ah—"
Before Lewis could finish his words, De
Since he couldn't stop Carlos, James suddenly stalked towards Debbie and slapped her hard across the face.
Focused on Carlos, Debbie didn't see the slap coming.
Her cheek was burning. Her ear rang.
Everyone froze at the sound of the heavy smack.
Even Valerie hadn't expected James to hit a woman.
Realizing that it was Debbie who had been hit, Carlos balled his hands into fists. The red slap mark he saw felt like it was on his own face. His eyes flamed as if they would catch on fire any minute.
James had never seen his son this angry. He was afraid and regretted slapping Debbie immediately, but he summoned up his courage and managed to argue, "Your slutty wife cheated on you with your cousin! She's no daughter-in-law of mine! She's a femme fatale and should be kicked out of this house!"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished his sentence, Carlos dashed towards him, raised his fist and smashed it against his face while the others screamed in shock.
"Carlos! He's your father!" In tears, Tabitha blocked the second blow by standing in front of James.
Carlos looked at James as if there were decades of hatred between them. He pulled Tabitha away and swung his fist again.
Dizzy, James slumped onto the floor and had difficulty getting up. Wade and his other two sons tried to stop Carlos but failed. Because Carlos was far different than the man he had been seconds earlier. How do you stop a force of nature?
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