I don't trust your instincts

Tate passed Alvin a cigarette . By now the veins in his forehead was wobbling indicating he was furious. He puffed out some smoke which spread out like combust air. He chuckled softly then disposed the cigar in the ashtray .

Tate was his best friend, he received a call from him that he was nearby, who knew he would see his wife caressing a man in public. Shameless woman' he cursed . He couldn't believe it was the same body he touches on daily basis.

Tate didn't see Kate but he could tell he was upset. He noticed his undivided attention on the couple.

" We should meet the rest. Are you coming? He asked as Alvin lit a cigar to stabilize himself.

' yeah. Let's go" he said coldly walking passed him .

Then Naomi caught a glimpse of him . She smiled, it seems she doesn't need to try much. Heaven was on her side. Kate was in trouble. She couldn't wait to see what he would do to her then she sent a text to someone.