Demi was done talking and she was ready to go at that point. She was seeing a side of her husband that she’d never seen before. Needless to say, she didn’t like what she was seeing.

“Let’s go Imani. That hoe can have him. I’ve never shared a man a day in my life and I’m not about to start,” Demi said as she made her way down the steps.

“You really think I would cheat on you, Demi. I love the fucking ground you walk on and that’s how you see me?” Kamari asked, sounding like he was hurt.

“Fuck you, Kamari. I can spot a liar in and out of the courtroom,” Demi said as she powerwalked to her car, with her sister running behind her. She got in the car and sped away right, as Kamari ran back into the house.

“Fuck!” Kamari yelled out in anger. He wanted nothing more than to go after his wife, but he needed to wrap up a few things up before he did.

“You good Lo?” Asha asked when she saw how upset he was.

“Man, hurry up with that shit, so I can go. My fucking wife is going crazy,” Kamari noted.

“Wife? I didn’t know that you were married,” Asha replied.

Kamari Logan was one of the most secretive men that she’d ever met. Cam had dealt with him for years and they didn’t know anything more than his nickname. His best friend and right-hand man, Lawrence, was the one who’d told them his real name. They never knew what Lo stood for until he told them that it was the first two letters of his last name. Asha had never seen Lo with a woman, so she was surprised to hear that he had a wife. She had to be one lucky bitch because Lo was paid out the ass.

“That’s because it wasn’t your business,” Kamari snapped.

His life as Lo and his life as Kamari were two worlds apart, and he wanted to keep it that way. Nobody needed to know about Demi because if something ever went wrong, he didn’t want his wife in the middle of it. Demi didn’t need to know about some of the things he did and he swore that she never would. He felt like shit for manhandling her the way he did, but the thought of divorce was not something that he was prepared for. His wife was all that he knew, especially since he didn’t have a family of his own. He had never cheated on Demi a day in his life and he wasn’t trying to start. He was under the impression that she was staying out with her sisters and cousin until the following day, but she had surprised him.

Kamari was at home relaxing until Asha and her lame ass nigga hit him up about doing some business. Kamari liked Cam a lot, but Asha was as foul as they came. If Cam knew half of the shit that she was doing, he would drop her and not think twice about it. The nigga that she was cheating on him with didn’t know the first thing about hustling, but he let Asha send him out there anyway. She was calling all the shots, and he sat there and listened like the lame he was. Kamari didn’t care one way or the other, as long as he got paid.

He tried his best to be the man that his wife wanted him to be, but the streets were all that he knew. He started out slow, making sales here and there but, after a while, the excitement of it all had pulled him all the way back in. He tried to be as discreet as possible for Demi’s sake, but he was going to have to come clean. He usually handled his business while she was at work, but he’d slipped up. Shit was all bad, but he had to be honest. Demi was gonna be pissed either way, but he didn’t want his wife thinking that he was doing her dirty like that. Another woman couldn’t compare to her and she needed to know that.

“Here you go,” Asha said as she finished counting Kamari’s money out to him.

He snatched the money from her hand and damn near ran to his car. He needed to get home to his wife as soon as possible. He hated the look that he saw in Demi’s eyes and he had to make things right. Things in their marriage would be so much better if she just tried to understand his logic. He was there for her whenever she needed him, and he needed the same thing from her. Right or wrong, he needed his wife to have his back.