🤷🏾‍♀️ Chapter 25 🤷🏾‍♀️

          🤷🏾‍♀️ Antoine's pov 🤷🏾‍♀️

  Pending Alkaline's release I planned my dance, when Chadwick calls me and tells me that one of our airline agents had received a ticket sale with Demar's name- I call Grung and Quenger and we walk around to his mother's yard. Deep down I felt like Demar wanted to go away to foreign but he had a duty here and if he didn't want it then he should have not taken the training and had me established him.

  He was sitting with his brother Donahue in the front of the yard as I open the gate and walk right in and ask. "A how yuh a plan fi fly out and yuh nuh sey nutn to mi?"

  He appeared surprised and so was his brother who looked nervously towards the front door, their mother was standing there and waved towards us. I waved back not really in the mood to exchange pleasantries but to get to the bottom of his fuckery once and for all.

"Suh talk to mi nuh, wha a gwane?" I ask seriously.

  "Tsshh! A wey yuh get dat from?" He ask getting to his feet.

  He was tall like me, well filled out and muscular also he is well trained but if him just slip- mi murda him bloodclaate right infront a him mumma. "Yow talk tuh mi straight nuh bredda!" I said aggressively.

  His brother looked nervous beside him and I told him to move, he didn't and look up at Demar who turn to him and ask. "Wey yuh duh book di trip wey yuh did a talk bout?"

  To my surprise Donahue answered yes. Demar ask him when he did and he told him the day before. "Suh how yuh neva tell mi?" He ask him seeming a little annoyed though his annoyance was clearly not directed at him.

"Guh bring Demar passport come," I told Donahue.

  "Cause mi nuh know how you a book flight widout Demar know, a who gi yuh di money?" I said and ask for good measure.

  He went inside their house and  brought Demar's passport and I send him for his also, I did not even knew he had gotten a visa also and I pocketed them both. "A still a while fi di trip- according to yuh, if nutn nuh up at that time yuh can go on your trip- out a respect yuh suppose tuh sey somn to mi and if yuh waan just duh you- carry mi glock guh pudung and gwane wey yuh a guh. Yuh think man have time fi a walk back a yuh," I said and walk to the gate.

  I spun back around and said to Donahue. "As a matter of fact, wey yuh get money book di ticket dem?"

  He looked nervously to Demar and said. "A di bank card wey him sey mi mustn't spend no money offa mi use, actually mi just did a try fi see how fi book di ticket and it guh through."

"Guh bring di bank card come, since him can give yuh fi keep me can keep it tuh- it look like nuff money dey pon it," I said, seeing Demar's face burning with anger.

  I took the bank card pocketed it also and walk through the gate, Grung and Quenger walked behind me- but stopped out under the tree where we always hang out at while I went over to my house. I called the agent and have them switch one of the flight ticket to mines and cancelled the other, I wasn't even ready to book my flight until after the dance.

  He was not getting them back and if he wanted to quit and leave I will put a shot in his head and take back all I had given him. "Fucking ungrateful," I curse as I began going through the screenshots of Dean's phone search list that the tech had sent me. That night I put Demar and his brother's passport along with the bank card where I had hid Dean's also.

  I was taking back my reigns, mek Dean so much as ask mi for her's see if I don't bruk har rass, I booked a weekend for two at the grand lido hotel- only for her to tell me she was on her period. I call and change the reservations to two weeks after and then went to Rema where I fucked every available pussy while planning my dance.

  This time Dean wasn't invited either, I wanted to be free like I was before. I cleared the barrels that Chadwick ships and gave every chappa what they were supposed to get except Demar, who was so busy working on far out jobs that he was hardly seen. He was working though, because I kept a check on his work schedule without him knowing.

  I practically had to drag Dean with me to go on the weekend for two all inclusive. The more she complained and vexed up her face was the more I took advantage of the fact that we were alone together. I ate out her sweet pussy and fucked her non-stop for the whole weekend, she acted like she didn't care when I got phonecalls from some of my sidechicks and for that I kept us at the hotel for a whole week.

  I can do what I want, what the fuck she think a she a rule mi?!

  It was boring and I mainly sleep, watch tv and enjoy the fine cuisine while she goes to the salon, to the spa and other places I couldn't bother to go to with her. She always came back with some new hairstyle, makeup or winnings from the games room, then we would go out to dinner or order room service. In the end it was nice and she seemed happy, maybe I did need to take her out more often.

      Dean's pov

  The moment I reach back home all that was on my mind was to leave for good, when I got the house to myself I took the spare key and went into the room Anthonia has tied herself down in and low and behold I found my passport along with Demar's and his brother's. Our bank cards were with them and I took pictures of them with the new phone Demar had given me and send them to him.

  He was utterly depressed like me and have thrown himself into his work, I gave Cam the phone along with a bag of my stuff that afternoon to take to her home. I told her I love my set of suitcases that I had her bought and we made sure we weren't spied on when she was leaving. She went back to work like any other normal day and we carried on like nothing was up.

  Hearing of Antoine's whoring activities did not surprise me, I direct my thoughts on planning. What a life I thought shaking my head, I thought he loved me enough to treat me right and that I could grow to love him. At one point I was sure I was in love with him, now I know I was only fooling myself. His lifestyle and mines were totally different, he has carved himself into his way of life and he's expecting me to fit myself in it.

  I may not have a lot of experience but I sure as hell understand when someone is just being dominating, he hasn't forgiven me for having sexual relations with another man, but he wants me to accept him doing so. The next thing is that he's having a difficult time admitting that he's getting up in age and if I'm reading him rightly he has no plans of stepping away from the donship. 

  How long is he going to be like this for? I cannot just be sitting down under his regime. I do not want my sons to grow up like this, what will their innocent lives be turned out to? I've had so much hopes and dreams before he had barged into my life, usurping everything and who I was.

  I need to focus, I need to be ahead of him in order to get away fully this time. This was surely not how I'm supposed to end up, sitting at home daily and getting unwanted sex on regular occassions. His words stung and hurt deeply when he calls me a whore, how can he disrespects me then lie down with me? What kind of morals does he possess?

  He came home with clothes, toys and all kinds of foreign things that Chadwick had sent. I merely put them in the boys room while listening to his mother and sister going on in their excitement about all they got. The things I got I piled in one draw and for the days that follows , little by little all that I deemed ok or suitable I sent around to Cam's house. My mother went around there to make sure Cam was packing and everything was being done neatly.

  I told him of my plans to go to Maritime university and all he said was "ok good."

To be continued...