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Turning Tables II - Kevin Lomax, John Constantine X You.

Reluctantly, you allow him to dig deeper into your phone's history. Your relationship has been rocky lately, but he never imagined this level of betrayal. As he scrolls through the messages, his chest tightens with each passing second. There are countless texts, some flirtatious, others suggesting meetings. And then, he finds the pictures. Intimate photos of you and John together, touching, kissing.

Is this even good? 😭😭

You swallow hard as you see the look on Kevin’s face, knowing that he has probably seen everything.

He scoffs, throwing your phone aside. "You've been lying to me the whole time! How could you do this to us?!"

Your eyes widen, a look of fear creeping into your expression. "Kevin. Please, ju-"

"SHUT UP....just stop talking," he says, pushing himself off the bed.

"No, wait!!" You beg, grabbing his arm. "Don't go."

He tears his arm away, already knowing what he must do. He needs to seek revenge for this betrayal. He storms out of the bedroom, his heart racing as he grabs his coat and keys. As he steps outside, he knows exactly who he is going to visit. John Constantine.

"Kevin, please!!!" You throw on your long coat to cover your naked body and follow him as fast as you can. "WAIT YOU FUCKING HYPOCRITE! You're so fucking selfish!!" You yell, stopping him. "You're sleeping around with 'Elite escorts' or whatever the fuck you call them and expect me to suck it up every single time! Now you're mad at me for cheating on you?! Did I hurt your goddamn ego?!"

He stops in his tracks, his eyes widening at your accusation. "What?" He chokes out, turning to face you. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing? You're the one who cheated. You're the one who lied to me!"

"Bullshit!" you retort, your eyes filled with defiance. "You've been fucking around with those escorts, and I've had enough! I've covered for you, and you're mad at me? You hypocrite!"

"You knew about them?" he asks, feeling a mix of shock and anger. "And you kept it from me?"

"Yeah, because I didn't want to ruin your goddamn reputation!" you shout, tears stream down your face. "I've been covering for you all this time, while you've been sleeping with your secretary and calling her your 'angel'!"

"What?!" he exclaims, his jaw dropping. "That's a lie!"

"No, it's not!" You scream, pointing at him. "I saw everything, Kevin! You're a liar! You and I both knew what this was. At least John is unlike them...unlike you."

He stares at you, stunned by your accusation. "You've been checking my phone?" he asks, his voice shaking with anger. "You invaded my privacy?"

"Yes!" you shout back, your eyes blazing with fury. "And I’ve had enough of how you treated me, how you ignored me while you were too busy climbing that social ladder! I was lonely, Kevin. I couldn't take it anymore. So, I called John, and he was there for me!"

"You cheated on me!" He shouted, his fists clenching. "You betrayed me!"

"And you cheated on me, too!" You retort, tears falling freely now. "So, stop playing the victim! We're both in the wrong here!"

"You're right," He growls, acknowledging the truth in your words. "But that doesn't make it okay. We're both at fault, but it doesn't excuse what you've done."

"And what about you?!" you argue, wiping away your tears. "You've been cheating on me with your escorts and pretending to be this perfect husband. How am I supposed to compete with that?"

"I'm sorry, is that what you want to hear?" He mutters, running a hand through his hair. "I thought I was giving you everything you wanted. Your social status, security, love..."

"You only cared about yourself!" You snap, your voice shakes. "You never really loved me, Kevin! You loved the idea of having a successful wife, a beautiful woman who would help further your ambitions!" You take a moment, trying to gather yourself. "I'm leaving."

"Over my dead body," He snarls, lunging towards you. "You're not running off to him. He's not your answer!"

"Stay away from me, Kevin!" you shout, backing away. "You're the reason I'm like this. You drove me to him, and now I'm leaving!"

He grabs your arm, his grip tightening as he pulls you closer. "You're not leaving," He hisses, his eyes burning into yours. "You're mine, and I won't lose you to that bastard."

"Let go of me!" you scream, struggling against his hold. "You have no right to keep me here!"

"Oh, I think I do," His eyes glinting with danger. "If you leave, you'll regret it. Trust me."

"I'll call the police if you don't let go!" you threaten, desperation clear in your voice.

"Go ahead," He sneers, his grip unwavering. "Tell them about the affair, the lies, and the secrets. Tell them how you tried to leave me. Your goddamn husband."

You go silent, the reality of the situation setting in. "You're such a monster, Kevin," you murmur, your eyes filled with fear.

"Apologize." He demands. "For what?!" You ask confused.

"For what?" He scoffs, releasing you. "Maybe for your pathetic little life? Or the fact that you can't handle being married to someone like me?" He pauses and smirks mischievously. "Apologize to me in bed," He orders, his voice cold. "Now."

"WHAT??!! FUCK NO!"

"You heard me," he says, his eyes darkening. "Get in the bedroom, now."

"No. I won't do this. I won't be your fucking puppet!" you shout, your defiance shining through.

"You will do as I say," He growls, stepping closer. "Or else, I'll make sure you regret it."

"No," you whisper, shaking your head. "I won't be controlled like this."

"Then I'll make sure you're controlled," he says, grabbing you by the wrist. "Come with me."

You struggle, but he is too strong for you. He drags you to the bedroom, his anger rising with each passing moment. Once you both inside, he pushes you onto the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. "Say you're sorry." He commands, his voice low and menacing.

"I won't," you mutter, your voice shaking. "I won't apologize for wanting to leave you."

"Then I'll make you," He promises, his anger turning to lust. He crawls onto the bed, his hands gripping your wrists. "You'll beg for forgiveness, and I'll make sure you never forget your place."

Suddenly your phone rings, it's John.

Kevin sees John’s name. "Pick up," he says, his voice heavy with desire.

"No, I can’t," you say, struggling against Kevin's grip. "Please."

"I said pick up the damn call." He demands, reluctantly letting go of you.

You pick up the phone, your voice trembling. "Hello?"

"Y/N, are you okay?" John asks, his voice filled with concern.

"I'm fine," you lie, looking at Kevin. "I just need some space."

"I'm coming over," John says firmly. "I'll be there soon."

"John, no," you plead, but it's too late. He's already hanging up.

Kevin's eyes narrow, his anger rising. "This isn't over," he warns, standing up. "This is just the beginning."

You stare at Kevin, fear etched on your face. "I'm leaving you, Kevin. I can't stay with someone like this."

"You won't leave," he says, walking towards the door. "Not until I say so."

"I'll call the police," you threaten, tears streaming down your face.

He laughs, opening the door. "Do it."

You stare at Kevin, the weight of your argument hanging in the air. He walks past you, grabbing his jacket from the closet. "I'll be back," he says, his voice low. "And when I do, you better be ready to apologize."

"I won't," you murmur, your voice small and weak.

He turns to look at you, his eyes hard. "We'll see about that."

As he walks out the door, he hears the sound of you dialing the police. But he doesn't care. He needs to think, to figure out how to handle this. As he steps into the elevator, he knows one thing: he won't let you leave. Not without making you suffer.

Once he is outside, he calls his friend at the firm. "You need to find out everything you can about John Constantine. Find out his dirt, his secrets. I need to know how to control this."

"You sure about this?" he asks, concern in his voice.

"Yes," he says, his voice cold. "Find out everything. And make sure it hurts him."

Kevin hangs up the phone, his mind racing. He needs to control this situation, to make sure you know who's in charge. He won't lose you to anyone, especially not John Constantine.

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