A/N When I posted my first chapter of my first story I would never have believed I now have 26 stories either ongoing or finished, wow thank you to all you wonderful readers for the support you have given me. Hope you like this sequel as I have been asked by a few on this so wanted to get chapter one up and running xxx

Shyann heard the door slam as Mark left, his words echoing in her head loud and clear, she was no better than him, she had just fucked him willingly, even begged for it, whilst her husband was trying to locate her. She got up and went to the bathroom, turning the shower on, as her head went through the last few days of events. Fuck, oh god, she had just realised that in the heat of their lust. Mark hadn't used a condom, at this moment she hated them both and silently prayed that no child would be born into this mayhem.

Married, the fucking bitch was married to Steve, he found it hard to take in, she did everything to indicate she wasn't. but then to find out he was a dad to a 14 year old. She was going to pay. Yet after all these years she still did it for him, she was Steve's problem not his. Taking his phone out he called his lawyer, he had to find out where he stood on getting Marcus.

Shyann finally crawled home around 1-00am, unlocking the door she was shocked to see the mess the house was in, shit Steve had gone through it like a fucking tornado, only there was nothing to save, at least not downstairs. Heading up she found Steve sat in his recliner in the spare bedroom staring at the wall.

"Hi "

"Found your way home then"

"Yeah, looks like you tried to mess the place up Steve why?"

"Why? You fucking ask me why? You bitch you knew all along Calaway was his dad, why didn't you tell me Shyann, I would have protected you kept you away from him"

"Because I knew this would happen"

"Where you been eh Shyann, in his arms fucking him was he good sweetheart after all this years? Saying that at his age I bet he was rusty"

"Fuck you Steve, I don't need this shit, he knows about Marcus and he has threatened to fight for him, so I really have more important things to worry about then your fucking pride. When you are sober and thinking right I want that fucking mess dealt with downstairs you asshole" storming away, she needed her soft bed, and lots of sleep. It was going to be hell she just knew it.

"Shyann calm down ok, I am sorry, I will clean up the mess, I was worried about you honey I phoned and left messages, Where were you baby?"

"I stayed in a family hotel I needed space Steve you shouldn't have shouted it like that, and that was no way for Mark to find out, Both of you hurt me,"

"I said I am sorry what more can I do"

"Fuck off Steve"

"Me fuck off, honey if it wasn't for me, you would still be a lonely single mum, for the life of me I don't know why I didn't walk when Steph"

"When Steph what Steve?," he hung his head, not wanting to say any more

"No you bastard lets get this all out in the open, How long have you been seeing her?"

"Ok you want the truth, I have been sleeping with her for six months and yesterday I was going to call it off so we could give it another go."

"But, and I feel there is a big but here ain't there Steve?" he hated how she knew him so well

"I couldn't do it"

"Why?"

"I love her honey, and I love you, I don't want to hurt either of you"

"It's one or the other Steve you need to make your choice" he nodded yet he had to ask her.

"Have you slept with him?" he sighed as he looked at her, not wanting to know the answer, yet needing it so they could move on from this shit.

"No" she replied as technically she didn't sleep with him she fucked him.

"I want to believe you honey , I need to believe you" pulling her into his arms he held her tight,

"Only you can decide that Steve, but I am telling you now, if we make a go of this put everything to the side and forget it, you have to leave Steph" moving out of his arms she headed to bed, unsure if the had done the right thing, she loved Steve she really did, but her heart belonged to the father of her child.

Two days later outside another arena, Shyann climbed out of her car, she hadn't seen Mark since he walked out on her. Heading across the car park she hadn't noticed him

"Shaynn wait, we need to talk," he shouted catching up with her, he grabbed her arm.

"I don't think we have anything left to talk about mark" she tried to pull her arm away.

"Yes we do, I need" Mark started to say but was cut off by her.

"No Mark, I don't want to hear your lies, and your accusations" she could feel the tears stinging her eyes yet had to continue

"What did you think when you kicked me down? You knew that would hurt me, break me. I drove myself crazy for years trying to figure out why you cheated on me with her. I couldn't take it anymore, then being pregnant with Marcus, when you come back in my life it went to hell. You know what Mark I walked away from the man I loved without a fight, I will be damned if I do it again" feeling her tears falling she had to get out of here.

"You have a battle on your hand Shyann, I am going to make sure I fight you for Marcus," he was envious of the time he had lost, that Shyann and even Steve had seen his son grow. Yet he knew Steve was lowlife and didn't deserve her love, he craved it had done for the last fifteen years, he reached for her to pull her tighter into his embrace so he could comfort her.

"Get off Mark I don't need or want you to comfort me, I crave my husband his tender loving arms around me, before the day is over I will have that, What will you have Mark, empty arms and memories, you can rot in hell" She moved out of his embrace

"Lead the way to hell darlin after all you're the tour guide"

"Go fuck yourself" she replied as she flipped him off,

"be careful darlin I am still your boss"

"No Mark Vince is and as from today he has moved me to being Steve's assistant.

Shaynn smiled to herself when she saw the look he threw her, yeah Mark I beat you at your own game. Heading into the arena she went to locate her husband's room.

Steve had seen the last few moments when she dropped the bombshell on Calaway, she was one hot little number when his wife got started, hell he should know his back was red raw from the scratch marks she had inflicted when they had make up sex. He had finally given into her demands and wanted to make a go of it with her, dropping Steph in the process.

"One hell of a woman isn't she Mark? I am so glad you didn't get to keep her, you don't deserve her" Steve commented as he went past.

"You and her may think this is over, I will see her rot in hell, both of you, I plan on getting full custody of Marcus" he went for Steve, feeling himself being restrained he looked back to see Glenn had him in a hold,

"Save it Mark he ain't worth it" Steve laughed as he walked away, no way was he losing Shyann to that piece of shit, she was his and so was Marcus.