Aaniyah's POV
I slowly went down the steps clutching my 7 month baby bump angry at my husband, Kevin Durant, for leaving at such a late hour last night not telling me where he was going.
"KEVIN" I screamed as I reached the last stair. He was currently playing his PS4. He paused it and looked back at me with an irritated face.
"What?" He said looking closely at me. I was a bit drawn back by his tone of voice but brushed it off.
"Where were you last night?" I questioned really wanting to know what was so important other than me at 2:00 into he morning. He smacked his lips and unpaused the game. I huffed and walked over to thee game and unplugged it.
"WHAT THE FUCK AANIYAH!" He stood towering over me making me take a tiny step back.
