A Bad Bitch, A Boss. She didn't take no shit from anyone. Her own husband was a little intimidated by her, she had that effect. She was breath taking, the guys wanted her, the girls envied her. Janet Jackson, 33....Her life was the way she wanted it except with her husband. He was good man but lacked so much of what she needed, what she yearn and feigned for. She needed love physically more then mentally. She had her eyes set on one person, the curvaceous body of Braxton. To her Braxton had it all, the looks, the personality, and the body. They've been playing a game of cat & mouse for a couple of weeks. In Janet's mind it was nobody business but their on. Janet made it to be kept between them.
"Shhhh... nobody had to know."
"But-."
"Let this be Our Secret."