Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

Blair’s POV

I woke up the next morning to see Alexander still roaming around the room in a towel. I had expected to wake up and find him gone. I despised him and hated having to see him or wake up to him everyday.

It was early but I wished he had woken up earlier and left the house.

“Good morning sunshine,” he smiled, coming to kiss me as I pulled back, putting my hand before me. “Is anything the matter?”

“You should be out of here and be on your way to work. Staying here is not going to have you earning for us both.”

“Alright, alright, jeez,” he said, tracing his steps to the bathroom as I laid back in bed angry that we lived together.

I wanted him gone so I would get back out on the streets and meet one of my boytoys who would satisfy me better with no strings attached.

I never really loved Alex unlike how he fell head over heels for me.

I only married him because of the alliance between our families.

I wanted to be comfortable in my life and go around having fun with so many guys. I loved having that freedom to not be tied to anyone, instead I was tied to him.

I picked up my phone to go through as a picture of a woman who had given birth splashed on my phone, getting me to roll my eyes. I could remember when he had asked me a couple of months back to have children with him but I had declined that.

I was still young and I was not done having my fun. Having children would ruin the perfect body I had and I didn’t want that to happen.

“Shit, I think I’m late,” he snapped, running out of the bathroom already in his underwear as he took up his clothes to wear.

I watched him rush through everything until he was done. He finished, picked up his bag which contained his phone, wallet and keys and kissed me goodbye.

I laid back in bed thinking of how my life had taken this crazy turn but I wondered if it would have been the same if I had…

I got distracted from my thoughts when he entered the room again searching for something.

“What is it?” I asked as he found what he was looking for and came to me and kissed me goodbye again.

As soon as he walked out of the door my phone rang which had me looking at it. The number was closed up which meant it was unknown.

I stood up and walked to the kitchen to get something to eat while answering the call.

Looking at the number again, I wondered who would be calling me with an unknown number. With a shrug I picked it up ready to hear from one of my boyfriends. They liked to surprise me sometimes, maybe this was one of their tricks.

“Hello,” I said with a smile.

“Blair Cameroon Timothy,” the voice said over the phone. “Twenty nine years of age born to Mr Yan Timothy and Mrs Trina Dona. Married to Alexander Reina and still goes around with Harry, John, Smith, Casey and Fernandez.”

I listened in silence as this random stranger called everything about me including the men I was seeing behind Alex’s back.

Who was this and how did they know everything about me?

I started to panic as I wanted to know who this was.

“Who is this?” I asked in anger. “Who are you?! Speak now before I call the cops!”

“I am someone who has been watching for a very long time and I know all your secrets.”

I had my heart thumping within my chest as I could not believe that someone knew everything about me.

With deep breaths I tried to calm myself but only ended up gasping for air.

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Zendaya’s POV

I smiled at how effortless it was to get the scare on people. I was still on the phone with Blair while using the voice changing software so she would not know who was talking.

I could only imagine what was going through her mind. I knew she would be scampering about looking for ways to get a hold of me but she would not do it. I had all my tracks covered.

My number was secured and hidden. My location could not be tracked and I had my voice changed so there was no way she could tell that it was me.

This was my second plan.

“Look here you wretched human,” rattled Blair. “I am the last person you want to be messing with. If you know what is good for you, then you had better stop this silly prank and go back to YouTube okay.”

I got tired of her rants as I selected a few pictures of her with other men and sent it to her.

I listened as she gasped on the line, not being able to say anything to me again.

“I’m sorry, did it get silent or what?” I laughed at how I was playing her like a puppet. “This is not a prank show and this is not a joke.

“If I wanted I could easily destroy what you call a marriage and that alliance that has kept you comfortable all these years I could easily destroy them all. So don’t test me and don’t get me mad.”

I heard her gasp in fear as she shakily tried to calm herself down.

“Please, don’t let these things get out of your phone or laptop or anything,” she pleaded. “Who are you?”

“That is for me to hold back from you. Now I can see that we can actually talk like actual human beings and not animals ranting about.”

“Please tell me what you want,” she pleaded. “Don’t let these pictures leak out there.”

I smirked as I had her where I wanted her. There was nowhere for her to run.