Chapter 1

My wife recently got obsessed with working out and even hired a Black personal trainer to help tone her body.

Because of this, she was leaving early and coming home late every day, often sporting strange marks on her skin. I couldn't help but get suspicious.

Until one day, I had a DoorDash delivery to her gym.

That was when I finally uncovered the secret between my wife and that trainer!

Around noon, I picked up an order with a drop-off location right at my wife's gym.

Seeing the address pumped me with energy. It was the perfect excuse to drop in and see her.

My wife's name is Chloe. She's twenty-eight, drop-dead gorgeous, with a tiny waist, long legs, and killer curves in all the right places.

Strangely enough, in the five years we'd been married, she had never stepped foot in a gym. Even when I suggested going for a jog, she'd make up every excuse in the book.

Yet recently, she practically lived at this fitness center.

Every time she headed out, she looked thrilled, even taking time off work for it. It completely baffled me.

Once, when I asked her about it, she wrapped her arms around my neck and blushed softly.

"I'm just prepping my body for when we have a baby. Getting in shape boosts my fertility, and it means having a healthier pregnancy."

"Plus, I want to bounce back fast after giving birth. I don't want to lose my figure and end up looking like a walking barrel."

Her words melted my heart on the spot.

Neither of us was getting any younger. If we didn't start a family soon, it would only get harder down the road. I'd brought it up to Chloe multiple times before, but she'd always put it off.

She kept saying raising a kid was expensive and that we needed to save up first. I never expected her to take the initiative and prepare for it like this.

Touched and overjoyed, I resolved to hustle even harder so my wife and our future baby could have the best life possible.

Arriving at Iron Peak Fitness, I eagerly scanned the floor and finally spotted her by a treadmill. Drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, she had clearly just stepped off.

I crept up behind her to give her a surprise, but the next second, I froze solid.

A ripped, muscular Black man walked over to Chloe. He eyed my wife greedily with an undisguised, brazen stare, and then smacked her firm ass hard with his giant hand.

Chloe was stunning to begin with, and after years of our comfortable marriage, she radiated an even deeper, mature allure. Her figure rivaled that of a professional runway model, holding an irresistible pull for almost any man.

Still, I never imagined this trainer would be so bold. Just as I was about to storm over and confront him, something broke me.

Instead of getting angry, my wife leaned into it.

She took his massive hand, placed it on her waist, and smiled shyly under his burning gaze.

Watching this intimate display, rage exploded inside my chest. I roared, "What the hell are you doing?!"

Hearing my voice, Chloe flinched. She spun around, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Babe? Wh... what are you doing here?"

She instantly pulled her hand away, stepping back from the trainer, looking thoroughly guilty and rattled.

Furious fire surged through my veins. A guy slaps a woman's ass, and instead of slapping him back, she welcomes it? What did that mean? It meant their relationship was anything but professional!

Needless to say, I was being cheated on!

Chloe's panicked expression only confirmed that she had something dirty to hide!

"If I hadn't showed up, would I ever have caught you two playing house? Speak! How far has this gone?!"

Chloe panicked, grabbing my hand and stammering incoherently. "Babe, it's not what you think! Let me explain! Malik is just my personal trainer! There is nothing going on between us, I swear!"

At that moment, Malik stepped in front of Chloe and shoved me back. He looked down at me with pure disdain. "What's there to explain? If this punk trusts you so little, just divorce him already."

"With those scrawny arms and legs, he probably can't even satisfy you. Honestly, where he finishes is just where I get started."

Chloe's face drained of color. "Malik! Shut up!"

Seeing his arrogant smirk pushed me over the edge. I grabbed the hot food container in my hands and slammed it straight into his face. The piping hot soup sent him leaping into the air, howling in pain.

Seizing the opening, I threw a punch that knocked him flat onto the floor. But just as I lunged forward to beat him senseless, Chloe grabbed me and dragged me back with all her strength.

"Brian, are you out of your mind?! I told you there's nothing between Malik and me! Why won't you believe me? Why are you attacking people?!"

"Look at you right now! You're acting like a rabid dog!"