When Trust Is Broken

By La Quan Lark

Destiny:
My body was telling him something, and his was responding to every word that he thought it was saying. If he stopped, I’d die. Nope wife or not, I knew then giving him up would be difficult and judging from this the answer was “Hell NAW!” Of course I came, groaning and hollering, every muscle drawn taut. This man was almost too much! I’ll get home before four and won’t be tired. Pondering on the side of my bed, I’ll be re-thinking the whole evening and wondering what I’m doing and when I’m going to stop. And it is those types of evenings spent with Titus that brings me back to the reality that he has a wife, I will never be his one and only, and this is what caused me to move on and start a fresh relationship with David a named partner at the very accomplished firm in Downtown Chicago where I work.

Titus:
"She was a temptress. That's what I can gather from what you've told me."
"Well, she started with Jeffrey, a fairly new junior partner, when she first got to the firm. Then, she moved on to me, a senior partner. And now... Now, she's moved on to a named partner." A tinge of panic coursed through Titus's veins. He could see her, seated close to David, with her arm around him, batting her eyes at his most banal comments. Titus shook his head again. He exhaled and took a deep breath. Nothing calmed his nerves, not even the whiskey.
Jeremy shrugged. "You really need to let this go—"
"I wish I could."

Dion:
“I wonder did Lizzy tell her that I was a Christian?” We finally arrived at Abena’s place, both of our adrenaline was through the roof. Spending the last few weeks with her had ignited a passion that I couldn’t begin to describe. Yes, we both loved the Lord, and yes, we had just left church worshipping together, but was our bodies calling? Another YES!
"'God, please forgive me” she said, and before I knew it she was unzipping my fly. My zipper slid down slowly before she took her hand and slipped out my manhood. There was only one thing, she was undressing me but never removed one article of her clothing. She wore her designer Givenchy dress the entire time. I tried to move, but it felt as if my body were tied down by invisible threads. I felt myself growing big and hard inside my underwear before her fingers ever even touched my unleashed skin.
These three excerpts outline events from three of the characters who lives will collide by mistake, Steamy, Sultry and full of suspense, laughs and relatable events. This is the story of When Trust Is Broken.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 30, 2020
• ISBN: 9781796099119

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1    Run Run As Fast As You Can

Chapter 2    Destiny’s Story… The Flip and The Switch

Chapter 3    Wendy’s Life… Soon As I Get Home

Chapter 4    Tamara and Dave… Talk To Me Like Lovers Do

Chapter 5    Destined and Destiny…The Twins Learning The Law

Chapter 6    The Story of Angel All I Want is You

Chapter 7    The Queen and I Dion Finds A Real Woman

Chapter 8    Jackie and Jamieson He Who Laughs First, Laughs Last

Chapter 9    The Price Is Right

Chapter 10    Charades… How It All Began

Chapter 11    Three’s Company… (Titus, Dave, & Destiny)

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CHAPTER ONE

Run Run As Fast As You Can

Titus sat at the bar of an upscale steak house in downtown Chicago. He stared at the amber, rye whiskey in his Manhattan, and sadly jiggled the cocktail pick laden with three cherries.

He’d made a hasty exit from the office where they were celebrating their annual Christmas Party. Jeremy sat next to him nursing a long island, after Titus had sent him an urgent text message to meet at the bar. An old high school friend, Jeremy owed Titus many times over.

I am really glad that you came out, said Titus, taking a sip of his cocktail.

Wish it was under better circumstances.

Titus nodded. You should have seen her, cuddling up to David.

You sure have your head all mixed up around this woman. Jeremy shook his drink, swirling the lemon around the edge of his glass. He took a sip, and bubbles rose to the surface. Dancing around the yellow wedge.

Looking around the bar, Titus noticed couples meeting up for drinks, enjoying themselves, huddled near the paneled walls. Groups of professionals gathered to unwind after a long week. Everyone was jovial and carrying on, uplifting conversations, making light of work shenanigans. Not sure how I even got caught up in this mess. Titus shook his head.

She was a temptress. That’s what I can gather from what you’ve told me.

Well, she started with Jeffrey, a fairly new junior partner, when she first got to the firm. Then, she moved on to me, a senior partner. And now... Now, she’s moved on to a named partner.

You sure that she got it on with this Jeffrey?

Not sure about anything. He’s quite a square, if you know what I mean. He might not have taken her up on it. Protect the career, family, and spare himself the headache type thing.

Jeremy looked at him dubiously. So, you might have been the only one...

Titus shrugged. You might be right—

Your damn right, I’m right. She’s just trying to make you jealous, nudging up to a named partner to get your goat. But you’ve got a family to think about and should just let this go.

"Let it go," Tituus repeated, nodding. And he knew that Jeremy was right.

Sure, you need to let it go. Right now.

A tinge of panic coursed through Titus’s veins. He could see her, seated close to David, with her arm around him, batting her eyes at his most banal comments. Titus shook his head again. He exhaled and took a deep breath. Nothing calmed his nerves, not even the whiskey.

Jeremy shrugged. You really need to let this go—

I wish I could.

Reaching for his gin and tonic, Jeremy raised an eyebrow and took a long swig from his drink. Lots of people wish they had your problems. You’re middle-aged, a partner in a downtown prominent company, you’ve got a nice house in an affluent coastal town, and a beautiful family. Piles of people would kill to be where you are.

So, I should just let it go. Call it a fling and be done with it?

Yeah, that’s what most guys would do. Jeremy took a guzzle from his drink, nearly polishing it off. "Get a grip, Titus. We go way back. Dam! look at it for what it’s worth. Just sex, plain and simple. A role in the hay. Don’t get so emotional. Obsession… ruins careers."

Titus took a sip of his Manhattan. Then, he removed the pick and took a bite of a maraschino cherry. He smiled at Jeremy. Dam… I suppose you’re right.

Glad to see that you’ve come around. Jeremy winked and gave him a pat on the back, and then polished off his drink. He placed a fifty note on the bar, and grinned. That should cover the tab.

Then, he slid off his stool, and headed for the door without looking back; he just stepped through the double doors, and made his way into the foyer, then