Hello, my most wonderful readers. I noticed I didn't get much reviews for Betrayal, Part 1, but that's fine. I really would like more reviews for this chapter though. Sorry, if it seems a bit fast ,but I want to start bringing in the other couples. Anyway, sorry for the late update. When I created the previous chapter, it was like 4 thousand words so I had to go back and write the whole thing again. Well, the second part ,anyway ,but it's still time consuming. Anyway, I wanted mostly to get this chapter out of the way for a reason. I wanted to try to get started on my one-shots. I haven't even touched Poisoned Heart yet and I might continue it. I find myself throwing a lot of dedication into that story and my Bethan so I might not touch this in a few weeks. Plus, I have two chapters of For The Love Of My Pain I have to get to. They'll need a bit of editing ,but I hope the ones who liked this story likes that one too. Anyway, I hope y'all like this, I tried my best. I hope I get a lot of favorites, follows, and reviews behind this or monsters will kidnap you in your sleep and fucking tickle your feet. Haha, just kidding ,but for real I hope y'all like this chapter. Anyway, Enjoy?!


Chapter 7 – Betrayal, Part 2

(Kendall's P. O. V)

As soon as I felt his lips touch mine, I jumped back, realizing what I had done, making him fall back on the white, plush couch.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" as he sat up and stood, looking back at me incredulously as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. My mind was on overdrive as my heart rate started to slow down.

"I mean, why did you? Hell, why would you, I just told you that I was happily married." I said, letting my voice raise slightly, looking at him ,trying to determine what just happened.

"Really?" as he looked at me disbelieving, raising an eyebrow.

"Really." I snapped, letting my anger get the best of me. He shook his head.

"In truth, you don't look happy." I looked away from him.

"Look, I don't know what to do with your clients, but I don't sleep with mine. I'll be taking my leave." In one swift move, he pulled me back to him, where my back was against his chiseled chest, as he wrapped an arm around my small waist. My breath hitched ,and I let out a gasp I didn't know I was holding. My air passage was closing as my nervousness seemed to choke my inner being at the sudden closeness that now surrounded me. My mind was screaming for me to run. The blood continued to pump through my ears endlessly as my heart was close to stopping. I could feel his touch slowly corrupt my deep and inner thoughts ,and slowly clouding my judgment.

"Are you sure you want to do that, Kenny?" he whispered in my ear softly, making an involuntary shivers run down my spine.

"Only, I can give you what you crave. I mean, do you think he could actually ,and honestly could truly satisfy you the way you want. I can't even imagine the pain you feel when he comes home from work all day and can't give you the attention you so humbly need. To give you no affection, no pleasure, no acknowledgment. What kind of husband is that?" I shut my eyes tightly, trying not to listen.

"I'm offering to give you what you want. It's your choice." My mind was running a million miles a minute, my conscious was screaming so loud, it felt like was gonna combust any waking moment. I couldn't ignore the part of my heart that desired the intimacy I've been wanting. It was like I couldn't bring myself to move. The mental fight I was having with myself was undoubtedly not making an enough effort to change my mind. I was this close to running out and trying to keep my composure ,and minimal control. Until he did the unspeakable, he did it again. He freaking kissed me. I tried to push him away, but the more I did the more my mind slowly started to drift away into a lustful state. Slowly believing his lies, slowly falling into the dark abyss of his charmed, seductive nature.

The next few seconds was a complete blur, too quick for my malfunctioning mind to pro cess . Next thing I knew, I was pinned against the wall, his lips crashed against mine in a fiery lust as he ground our clothed members together. I couldn't push away my guilty thoughts ,as I moaned in pure ecstasy. He attacked my neck, grabbing my perk ass, as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to his bedroom and laid me down against the dark looking sheets. I slid the shirt over his shoulder ,as he discarded my clothes and his naked flesh collided with mine. He bit my collarbone and started leaving bites down my small frail body, down to my navel. I moaned. His touch was like electricity shooting up and down my veins, creating an undeniable pleasure as it coursed through me making my body light up in a scorching pleasure- endorsed heat, caressing my body in it's warmth.

He smashed his lips against mine as I ran my hands through his hair. Everything about this screamed wrong. I had a loving husband and a wonderful marriage. What the hell was I doing? This was beyond wrong. I couldn't face the horrid fact that I'm letting another man's hands touch me where my husband's hands should be . My heart pumped hard and fast, adrenaline rushing through my veins, not bothering to ever slow down as I let it take over me. This was a twisted ,but amazing feeling that I enjoyed someone else's hands gliding over my body, touching, feeling, making shivers run down my spine every second, causing me so much pleasure, it was painful. His thrusts were hard as they became even more frequent as he hit my prostate. I clung to him like a lifeline as he took me.

My many moans and cries of pleasure fled from my mouth like a silent prayer. I can't help ,but lose myself in my guilty pleasures as he steadily moved inside of me, pulsing with each movement. My golden bangs filled with sweat and shame as they clung to my face. I could hear his breathing in my ear ,which only added to my closeness to climax. I'm not gonna lie, he was not bigger than Logie,but it was more about the longing intimacy. For now I was getting what I wanted, craved, desired with all my heart. To once forget about my pain, but to be constantly succumbed in pleasure. "Harder." He sped up his ministrations as I gasped in short breaths of air. It soon became too much. I cried out in ecstasy as I came undone.

He followed in pursuit soon after, spurting his load in me, coating my walls in his forbidden juices. I panted as he collapsed on top of me. Until he was face to face with me, both his hands on either side of my head as he looked me in the eyes. We ended up fucking all night until I was completely exhausted. Mostly physically, I haven't been so alive. 3 years ago, maybe. Now, no. I clutched thee sheets tightly as I came down from my high, too tired to think as my eyes drooped. Letting my body fall into unconsciousness. Not thinking about the horrid consequences.

(Beau's P. O. V)

I sat at the chair across the room by the door, staring at the gorgeous, enchanting sleeping blonde. He hadn't changed a bit. I'm surprised he didn't remember me, but he will soon. I waited so long as to find the perky blonde. I couldn't wait until he was finally mine again. I swirled the knife in-between my fingers as I looked at his slightly curved ,lovely form. All those years, I finally found him. The only thing that stood in my way was Logan. Logan Fucking Mitchell. Well guess what Logie, he's mine and now that I have him, I'm not letting him go. I lost him once to you, I'm not gonna do it again. I mean, he was a poor excuse for a husband. I'm not exactly surprised he married that nerd, but it angered me that he took what was rightfully mine. He loved me first and he will love me again. Without a doubt, he wasn't backing down, not again. He didn't care what he had to do, he was taking his blonde beauty back once and for all. A menacing dark chuckle escaped his mouth as he walked out of the white painted door into the darkness of the hallway.


(Kendall's P. O. V)

My head throbbed and ached and so did my backside. My ass burned a little bit, too. I looked at my watch and it read. 3:15am. I sighed as I sat up, and last night flooded to me back to me like I got hit with a giant pile of bricks. I gasped. What the hell did I just do? Tears flooded my vision as I rushed out of bed and gathered my discarded clothes off the floor. Running out of the building as fast as I could trying not to let the tears escape my eyes until I got to my car and I finally broke down. How could I do this to my Logie? I just cheated on him, not just once, but multiple times. What the hell is wrong with me? I have a caring, loving husband at home, but I pull this. How can I even talk to- hell, How can I even face him? My eyes widened, Logan. What if he finds out? I sighed as the tears flowed freely down my face. I truly fucked up. I silently drove home as my heart basically was screaming out in agony at the tears that soaked my cheeks.

I opened the door to my home, full of regrets. I came in and Logan was passed out on the couch with a milk jug in his hand, hanging off of the couch armrest. He probably had a rough night. That makes two of us. He jolted awake and noticed it was me.

"Ken, when did you get back?" as he yawned.

"Just now." He looked at me cautiously.

"Baby, have you been crying?" as he looked at me, slightly alarmed as he stood holding one of my puffed cheeks.

"No.' I lied quickly, hoping he doesn't notice it much, trying to assure his worriness.

"It's just work, I promise. It's nothing." You just cheated on your husband, yeah that's a whole lot of nothing. He looked at me slightly in disbelief, he let it go.

"Okay, let's just go to bed then." I smiled slightly, even though my withering heart was tearing inside. We went into our room as I went to the bathroom for a shower. I let the warm water splash over my face and my body as I scrubbed away his scent, washing all the reminisce of him down the drain. After I finished, I came out. Logan was already fast asleep, I climbed into bed with my lover. He wrapped his arms around me in a protective embrace, laying my head on his chest. I just soiled the sanctity of our marriage. My heart filled with despair as I looked at my Logan. I sighed as I sank deeper into him. I fell asleep to the soft sound of his heartbeat, knowing I was safe, for now. My eyes closed as a single tear ran down my face, as I slowly fell into unconsciousness, letting my broken heart lull me to sleep, slowly letting it darken as I had nightmares of the dark deed I had done.


Woo, I hope y'all liked that because I am sleepy as hell. Anyway, sorry if I rushed it a bit but I'm trying to get to the Kogan angst so yeah. I tried my best on this. I was gonna do another scene , but I might save that for next chapter. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed that, it took four days to write. I'm gonna try to get to my other stories now, though. My not dropping dead or anything but you won't hear much from this story until I put at least two chapters for my one-shots behind my belt so I might be a bit behind on updating. Anyway, what did y'all think when Beau said he wanted to claim Kendall again? Is he gonna get Kendall to leave Logan? Well, you'll find out in the next few chapters. Sorry, I had to get Kendall to cheat, mostly because I had the sex scene written out before I actually did the chapter itself ,but I hope Logie will be okay, or will he? Haha, anyway, I hope I get more reviews for this chapter than the last one. I have to admit, I was a bit disappointed in the lack of followers and favorite-rs ,but it's all good. I hope I get extra fanfiction love for this. Anyway, thanks for reading. Until next time - Genora