*I will begin each chapter with a sweet quote*

-Jayceon-

I pull into my parents driveway dreading seeing my father as a suffocating feeling creeps up my throat. I'm only here because my mama called and asked to see me today. My mama is the most important woman in my life, I will do anything for her.

After I ring the doorbell their maid, Rosie, opens the door to let me in.

"Hello, Rosie," I greet her with a nod as I slip off my shoes. "Where is my mama at?"

"Your parents are in the family room, Mr. Knight." She replies politely as she walks ahead of me to alert them of my arrival.

I first see my mama, Maggie Knight, when I walk into the family room. I haven't saw her in two weeks; I miss her. I hate being around... him. His presence alone suffocates me and brings out a hidden part of myself that I do not like.

"Mama, I have missed you so much." I tell her as I wrap my arms around her small frame. I feel something hit the pit of my stomach, she has lost at least ten pounds since I've spent time with her.

"Bullshit! If you miss your mother as you claim your do, you would have came for a visit before today." My father, Jacoby Knight, says to me as he swallows what is left of his scotch.

Man I wish he would choke on that scotch and die from lack of oxygen. I hate him with ever fiber in my body. I don't feed into his attempt to start an argument, instead I focus my attention back toward my mama.

"I have missed you my sweet boy." She tells me as I bend down to kiss her on her cheek. Her bloodshot eyes tell me that she has been up all night crying. The bags that lay slightly under her beautiful dark blue eyes show the stress that she endures daily. Normally her eyes are lighter, full of life. When he puts her through hell they appear darker, yet another sign he's been mean today. I want to take her away from this terrible life she lives.

My father and I don't get along at all. Are you curious why? Because the selfish asshole claims that my mama loves me more than him and shows me more attention. Well, that was the start of this entire 'hateship' he and I have. He has told me on numerous occasions that he's hated me since birth. He wishes my mama would have aborted me instead of giving me life, that everyone would be better off if I were dead. Do you know what it feels like to hear that as a child?

There have been many times I question if he's correct. If I were never born maybe my mama wouldn't have to deal with his jealousy and resentment towards me.

It is because of me that she hurts. Me! It's all my fault. All because I'm alive.

I simply hate my father, he is one man I truly despise.

I hate him because he's mentally abusive to my mama. Since I was thirteen years old I have heard my mama cry so many nights due to him. He puts her down constantly, calls her derogatory names and she believes every word that comes out of his mouth.

I hate him because he has cheated in the past, and possibly is currently cheating on my mama. He would come home late at night from the office with lipstick stains on his shirt and pants. Not once-but twice- she has caught him in bed with her best friend. Also, once with mama's sister. But of course, she forgave him. Claiming he told her it was a mistake and he regretted it before it happened. That made no sense to me.

But most of all, I hate him because he hits my mama. I can't count the times she has had bruises, cuts and a busted lip. One time she had a broken arm, I knew it was from the hands of my father. She excused it with a story about how she tripped and fell.

For those reasons and many more is why he will never be in contact with my beautiful girlfriend. I will keep her safe from everything and everyone, including my father. He will never set his eyes on what is mine. I just hope one day I can keep my mama away from him as well.

I've asked my mama over and over again to divorce him. I've told her I can take care of her and support her. But she's loyal to her husband, she always refuses with a sad look on her face. She is sure he will change one day, he might - when hell freezes over. She is in the middle of telling me about my granny when my father interrupts her.

"Maggie, shut your damn mouth for once. Make yourself useful and go fetch me another glass of scotch. Now!" He has an evil look in his eyes that shows the demons that lurk in his soul.

"Yes, dear." My mama says as she bows her head in obedience and leaves us alone in an instant. My blood begins to boil watching her submission to him. Normally he doesn't pull this shit in my presence.

So he is testing my patience today! Not today, Satan, not today!

"What the fuck is your problem? Quit speaking to my mother like you own her!" I tell my father as I clinch my fists, wishing I can take a swing at him.

"I will speak to and treat that bitch however I want. What the hell are you going to do about it you little bastard?" There is his favorite word to call me - a bastard! Considering I don't want him as my father so technically speaking, I may be a bastard.

I take a step toward my pathetic excuse for a father as my mama returns with his whiskey. "Here is your drink, Jacoby." She says as she hands him the amber colored glass containing the smooth drink.

I don't want to fight with my father in front of my mama so I take a seat on the couch to calm myself down. "Mama, do you want to come have lunch with me?" I ask her, feeling the need to get us both away from this jackass.

"Yes baby, that sounds wonderful. Let me go grab my purse and we can leave." She tells me with a genuine smile on her face. I love seeing my mama smile, even if it is short lived.

"No! You're not going Maggie. I need my lunch cooked for me. I don't want Rosie to fix it, you will. You are going to get up, say goodbye to this piece of shit son of ours and go fix my fucking food." My father demands, raising his voice.

"I told you to quit talking to my mother like that asshole." I stand up quickly in front of my mama, blocking her from his view. I glance back towards her so I didn't expect what was coming next. I feel a pressure to my nose as my fathers fist connects with my face.

This son of a bitch just punched me! "Mom, leave this house! Go get in my truck, I'm taking you the hell out of here!" I tell her as I rub under my nose to wipe away the dripping blood.

I take a step closer to my father as I feel my mama's hand reach out grab my arm. "Jayceon, no son. This isn't who you are. I'm fine here, we can have lunch another time. Go on home my sweet boy." Mama says softly then steps closer to my father so she's standing between us. She knows I won't raise my hands to him with her in between us. "Jacoby, sweetheart, I apologize. Go enjoy your drink, I'll start fixing your lunch now."

I have no words to say so I turn on my heels and speed out of their house, slamming the front door behind me. How can she stay here and support a weak man like him? She deserves the world but she's living in hell. I know where I need to go to heal my exposed wounds. I get in my truck and drive toward the only place that can help me cope. I must see the only person who can calm my heart. She is my angel, my saving grace, my love - Jayla

-Jayla-

As I stand at the decoration counter working on a cake my mind wonders back to yesterday. I love helping others, so the look on the woman's face that bought her best friend's baby shower cake has been on my mind.

I see Kae walk into the bakery when my door alert goes off. She is the woman who placed an order for a small cake, due to lack of money, for her best friends baby shower. I remember her almost in tears as she ordered the cake, telling me it's all she can afford but she must have a cake for the shower. We exchange small talk before I go to the back to retrieve the bigger cake I made her.

I felt a tug on my heart strings as she told me her situation so I chose to make a larger more detailed cake, free of charge. I bring the box out and sit it on the counter in front of Kae for her to inspect my work. When I pull the top off I notice Kae's mouth fall open and tears form in her eyes.
"Oh, Jayla, I didn't order this. I can't afford this beautiful cake." Kae tells me as she wipes away the fallen tears.
"I'm not charging you. This is my gift for the baby shower. I hope you like the design, I did stick with the colors you asked for." I explain with a smile on my face. I want her friend to have a good baby shower and not dwell on something as minor as a cake.
Kae and I talk a bit more and she hugs me for the tenth time and leaves to go surprise her pregnant friend.

One day that will be my baby shower.

I hear my door chime and it brings me from my thought of yesterday. Without looking up I automatically begin to greet my customer. "Welcome to For Heaven's Cakes, how may..Oh! Hello my sexy boyfriend!" I say excitedly as I remove my gloves.

Jayceon rushes back to where I am and pulls me into his arms, holding me tightly. "Jayla, I need to u so much right now. Can you leave work?" He asks frantically, sounding so heartbroken.

His cheek and nose area are slightly swollen and red. I notice there is dried blood on the side of his nose and on his hand. Worry instantly hits me making my heart sink to my feet.

"Sweetheart, what happened to you? Are you okay?" I ask him as I gently cup his face.

"Not really, I just need to get out of here for a couple hours. I want you with me. I need you, Jayla." He looks crushed as he talks, he looks down to the floor as he takes a seat on my chair.

"Of course sweetheart, let's go. I'm finished with this cake. I just need to put it up and I'm all yours." After doing that I close my shop and we leave. I have no orders due to be picked up this afternoon and right now my focus is on Jayceon.

We walk out to his truck, hand in hand, then he lifts me into my side. He pulls out of the parking lot still grasping my hand.

Five minutes later we arrive at his house. The white two story home is breathtakingly beautiful. The black shutters, white picket fence  and decorated yard is something I've always imagined living in.

He has me full of worry, he hasn't spoke since we left my bakery. He has only held my hand, occasionally rubbing circles with his thumb.

When we walk into his home I notice how immaculate the inside is. The living room is trimmed in a dark blue that goes beautifully with the powder blue walls. He must have an interior designer, it definitely doesn't look like a bachelor pad. He leads me to the plush white couch and exhales deeply as he and I take a seat.

"Jayceon, what is going on? Who did this time your face?" I ask him as I run my fingers through his soft hair.

"My father." Those are the only words he says before he hold his head down and laces his fingers behind his neck.

"Your father did this to you?" I ask him, scooting closer. A lump forms in my throat as I begin to rub his back to soothe him. He nods his head slowly and closes his eyes for a moment.

"He and I don't get along. He's an asshole and he's been hurting my mama. He screamed at her today and I got defensive so he punched me." He explains to me in a low tone.

I gasp loudly, I'm in shock that his father punched him. "Baby, I'm so sorry,you don't deserve this,neither does your mom." Jayceon continues to tell me everything that happened today and it makes my heart ache. "Why does your mom stick by a man like him? She obviously doesn't deserve all this horrible shit."

"I don't know, Jayla, I just don't know babe. He's cheated on her so many times. He's abusive as well, I've never saw it directly, but I've witnessed the aftermath." He continues to tell me, now looking at me while speaking.

I  wish there is something I can do to help him and his mom, I hate the situation she is in. I can feel the concern and love he has for her. His dad, however, is the complete opposite. Now I understand why he avoids speaking about him. His dad is toxic, very toxic. I will be damned before I let him hurt Jayceon again. I will put an end to this sooner or later.

Jayceon motions for me to get on his lap, so I straddle him and lay my head on his shoulder as I breathe in his scent. I run my fingers through his hair, calming the both of us down.

"Baby, if anything happens I want you to know I'm always here for you. I can be your rock just like you're mine. Anytime you need to talk, scream, cry or anything to vent - it's okay. We met for a reason, always remember that." I tell him before pressing my plump lips softly on his cheek beside of his swollen nose.

"When I left my mama's house my only thought was I needed to see you. Before we met I would have went to the bar to grab a bottle of Jack Daniels. You're my saving grace Jayla, I don't think you understand that. You're right, we did meet for a reason. It's called fate. You're my destiny, Jayla, no one else." He lifts my chin with his first two fingers and kisses me gently but deeply. I melt into his body and give in to what I've been wanting all day - him.

After a small make out session on his couch Jayceon takes me on a quick tour of his house. The dining area has a large dark oak table with eight chairs surrounding it. He shows me pictures of his maternal grandparents that align the wall leading into the kitchen. The extra large kitchen catches my attention immediately. All of the stainless steel appliances go beautifully with the darker color theme on the walls. The design is beautiful abstract patterns that grabs anyone's attention who walks into the room. The attached walk-in pantry is almost as big as his dining room.

Jayceon's kitchen is honestly my dream kitchen, it's stunning.
"Your kitchen is amazing, Jayceon! Did you have an interior designer decorate every room of your house or something?" I ask him, jokingly. But honestly I am quite curious, his home is too beautiful for a typical bachelor.

"Sort of, my mama did the decor in all rooms; she is an interior designer. Most recently she did my bedrooms. Mine is in an African theme, one guest room in silver and purple and the other in black and red. Both of my bathrooms are decked out in Steelers gear!" Jayceon brags with a smile as he laughs at my reaction to the bathrooms.

He shows me the most exciting room for last... a game room! It is full of video games stations, a pool table, air hockey table and an awesome dart board. I can't wait until we can play everything and I kick his butt. He has two PAC man games so we each can play and he will see who the reigning champ is.

A couple hours later Jayceon and I meet up with Zayne and Menha for an early dinner at Olive Garden. I haven't saw my sister much over the last few days. She spends a lot of her time after school with Zayne. While he's working she tags along to talk with him when he isn't serving drinks.

Their relationship is blossoming into a beautiful romance. Zayne is good to my sister and makes her happy, and that is what matters most.

Jayceon and I pull into the parking lot in my black Audi R8 and I notice Menha standing hugged up to Zayne in front on the restaurant waiting for us to arrive. I chose to drive this evening in case Jayceon wanted to have a beer with dinner after such a stressful day. Jayceon opens my driver door and I lace my arm into his as we walk to meet our friends.

"Hey baby sister, hey Zayne." I greet them both before pulling Menha into a hug.

"Menha!" Jayceon greets my sister with such enthusiasm and gives her a hug with me on one side of him.

"Shithead." He simply nods to Zayne, as he laughs and  playfully punches  Jayceon's stomach in return. I love their bromance, I'm thankful Jayceon has someone as positive as Zayne who cares about him and will protect him of anything happens.

"Very funny, asswipe! Come only y'all, I'm starving." Zayne says as he opens the door and leads Menha in with his hand on the small of her back.

We are seated by a server at a quite booth near a corner. I'm guessing because it's near a flat screen that is tuned to ESPN.

"Welcome to Olive Garden, I'm your waitress Roxy. What would you folks like to drink this evening?" The waitress asks us after we all take our seats. I ordered an sweet iced tea, Menha a lemonade and both of our boyfriend's ask for a bottle of Corona beer.

When Menha and I were children our parents would bring us here almost every weekend. It brings back memories of when our parents were happy. It's my second favorite restaurant, behind Applebee's. I'm simple to please, I appreciate the small things life has to offer.

Our dinner we are eating is wonderful and the company is even better. I'm starting to enjoy double dates, as long as Jayceon is beside me I feel I can accomplish anything.
Plus, I have my best friend here. Menha is more than my sister, she and I have been close since she was born. It's good to see her smiling and having a great time with her date. Zayne seems like a good guy, he is always making my sister laugh, smile and very happy.

As we all talk and laugh two middle aged adults walk up to our table and look at us until we turn our attention to them. They look like the couple that were in the bakery, who I thought were Jayceon's parents.

"Jayceon, my dear, I've been trying to call you all day. Why aren't you answering your phone?" The woman asks him as she smoothes down the front of her beautiful gold dress.

"Mama, what are you doing here?" Jayceon asks her while he stands up to greet her.

I should have known this was his mom, they share the same stunning blue eyes!

"Your father and I are out for dinner to make up for today-" She begins to explain before the Jayceon's dad clears his throat, to stop her from saying anymore. "Aren't you going to speak to your father?"

"NO!" Jayceon growls out his harsh response.

One word. Two letters. Many meanings and emotions. Jayceon grabs my hand that is lying in top of the table and gently squeezes it. I'm not sure if he is seeking comfort or a way to calm himself, but I just squeeze his in return.

"Look, Maggie, the pathetic bastard looks mad. Are you still angry because I punched you maggot? Don't worry your whore  of a mother got the same treatment after you left."

Wow, Jayceon is right! His father is a horrible man.

"Don't start your shit in public and speak respectfully in front of my girlfriend." Jayceon demands, defensively pulling me closer to him.

"Jacoby, let's..." Maggie is instantly cut off, by Jacoby, from what she is saying.

"Bitch, didn't you learn about speaking without permission today? Jayceon, you need to train that tramp you have to mind and obey like this bitch here." His father chuckled, disgustingly referring to his wife.

All eyes were wide and upon him, mouths agape, giving him the attention he doesn't deserve.
Soon as Jacoby spoke I couldn't bite my tongue any longer. I saw that Jayceon was about to speak up but I beat him to it.

I can feel my blood boiling with anger as I stand up to get closer to this jerk as I shove my finger in his chest.
"The only bitch I see here is you, sir! You call your son a bastard when he is anything but that. The only way you can speak to your son is when you're calling him or his mother derogatory names. You're a pathetic excuse of a father. How can you call his mother a bitch and a whore when she pretty much bows down to you?"

"Then you have the audacity to call me a tramp without even knowing me. You need to fucking leave this restaurant. Everyone here is attempting to enjoy ourselves but you ruined that. So leave before you regret it." I am flaming inside, I have no respect for anyone such as him.

I grab my drink and throw it in Jacoby's face, it trickles down like a waterfall soaking the front of his silk shirt. He brought out a raging temper in me that I never knew was there.

Jayceon grabs my waist to pull me back behind him, away from his father, protecting me from a possible revenge. He stands in front of me so I can only see half of  Jacoby's face.

His father laughs evilly as he wipes his face off. He looks over at me as if I am his prey that he is about to devour.

"Feisty one you have there... son. I wonder if that bitch would be that wild if I fuck her sweet little ass into submission. I bet that pus-"

Jacoby didn't have a chance to finish that sentence before Jayceon pounced. He knocked his father onto his back with one solid punch to his face. He sent him spiraling back, landing in the floor with a loud thud.

"Waitress, we need the check, now please." Jayceon yells over to the group of workers as they watch the scene unfold. He pulls out some money and hands it to Zayne for him to take care of the bill.

I walk over to his mom to see if she is okay, hoping she will leave with the two of us. She tells me she's fine quietly then speed walks over to where her husband is lying on the floor.

Jayceon pulls me against his side, his hand he punched his father with is held tightly to his chest. He exhales loudly and kisses my hair. "Jayceon, baby, I am so sorry. It wasn't my place to say anything. I just got so mad and defensive over you and your mom."

As I am about to apologize more when he kisses me, making my entire body tingle. It is like a million caterpillars suddenly blossomed into butterflies in my stomach at that very moment.

"God, you're so amazing! That was sexy as fuck seeing you so worked up." Jayceon growls in my ear. He looks behind us to see Zayne and Menha standing together, taking in the scene before them. "Let's leave y'all. We'll have dinner another time, I need to get back to my house with my lady."

I ask Jayceon to drive us home because I'm still a little shaky from the drama that is his father. When we pull out of the parking lot I finally speak up. "Is your father normally like that? Has he always mistreated you and your mom?"

"He was always more than hateful to me, but when I turned thirteen he started turning into the person you met today. He hates me and I don't know what I did to make him feel that way. How can a man hate his flesh and blood?" He tells me, I think the last part was more for him than myself.

"There isn't anything you or your mom did that deserves this kind of treatment. I'm sorry that you have to feel like this because of him. I'm also sorry for my outburst, I saw that you were going to defend me and I didn't want him to make you have a bad night. I'm hoping what I said doesn't cause more issues between your parents, it really wasn't my place to intervene."

"You don't have anything to apologize for, darlin'. I am sorry that you had to deal with my family drama this early in our relationship. I never wanted him to meet you, he's toxic and I don't want him around you." He tells me as I see a worried look come upon his beautiful face. "Will you spend the night with me, Jayla?"

"I'd love that. Spending the night wrapped in your arms is one of the best feelings ever." He smiles brightly after I let that secret slip out and I can sense that he's feeling better.

When babe lifts me out of his truck he grabs a hold of my hand and leads me out behind his house. "When I gave you a tour of my home I forgot to show you my backyard." He tells me playfully with that beautiful smile still on his face.

We walk through the back gate and I'm in awe of the sight before me. The lawn furniture under the gazebo is black with red designs embroidered all over. The deep in ground pool is covered with a tarp since summer is over. The weather is still warm but not warm enough to swim, we will definitely use this next summer. The hanging lanterns light up the yard just enough for us to see. I notice there is a spot near the back fence to play horseshoes, a game my daddy taught me to play very well when I was younger.

"Do you like playing?" I ask him, hoping he does so I can win at this as well. I bet he doesn't think I know anything about a game of horseshoes.

"I use to, I've not played in over a year. Mama and I would come back here and play often, well until my father stopped her. Come on beautiful, let's go inside." We walk through the back door that leads into the kitchen. "I'm going to make some coffee, would you like a cup?"

"That sounds wonderful right now." I answer him as he reaches into the cabinet to pull out a bag of Starbucks Sumatra coffee. I can't help but laugh like a crazy lady when I see what brand he drinks.

"What's so funny?" He asks me with an amused look before he begins laughing as well. Oh, that beautiful laugh sounds wonderful coming from him.

"That is exactly what I drink at home and I drink it throughout the day since Starbucks is next to my bakery." I am lost without my coffee, it's a must have for me.

When Jayceon first found out that I am the owner of For Heaven's Cakes he was shocked. Come to find out my bakery is his favorite. Him and the guys from Poison would always order cupcakes. That's when I realized I knew Hayden, he would always pick the order up.

"Look, I was going to wait a few weeks to ask you something, but with everything that happened tonight it feels like a good time to ask now." Jayceon says as he comes over and wraps his arms around me, looking right into my eyes.

"What do you want to ask me?" I ask him softly after pressing a kiss to his chest.

"Do you want to get out of town this weekend? I have a big cabin in Tennessee. We can go alone or invite Zayne and Menha and even Hayden if you want. I know we are in a new relationship Jayla, but I feel like I've know you my entire life."

I glance up at him and he's nibbling on his bottom lip, a nervous habit I notice he does. "I love that idea baby. It's my weekend away from the bakery anyhow. What about the bar? If Hayden and Zayne are gone, who will run it?" I ask him as he grabs ahold of my thighs and lifts me up around him.

"I have other workers to cover for them. I only go in when it's busy to help everyone out from being overwhelmed. Zayne and I work tonight, do you want to come see your boyfriend in action?" He asks as he spins me around, excited about this weekend.

"Well then, yes! Let's get away from this place for a few days. Oh and by the way sugar... I always wanna come when it has anything to do with my boyfriend." I tell him with a wink.

Jayceon pulls me closer up on him and kisses me deeply, I can feel the sexual want in his kiss. I tug on his hair as I kiss him, needing him - wanting him.

⚠ SMUT AHEAD for all you lil nasty humans ⚠

Jayceon lets out a moan as I pull away and run kisses around his ear down to his strong jaw line. He tips his head back and groans my name. I can feel his erection digging into me.

"Baby, take me right here, right now." I say as I slide down out of his arms.

I begin to unzip his jeans and before I know it we are both naked and he has me be bent over in the kitchen with my hands on the floor beside of my feet.

I hear Jayceon slip a condom on then feel his hands rub my ass cheeks before his hand comes down and spanks them.

I moan out in pleasure, wanting and needing more. "Do you like that baby?" He moans as his other hand comes down before rubbing my soft cheek.

"Oh yes baby, I need you in me. Fuck me hard Jayceon." I moan as I feel his slip his middle finger into my tight wetness. Going in and out a few times before adding another inside of me. I feel my insides clinching around his fingers as they work their magic. Next thing I know I climax all over his hand as I scream out his name.

Jayceon withdrawals his fingers and then slams his massive length all the way in me. It causes me to scream out as pleasure rips through my entire body. I feel him grab my hips as I match him with every thrust.

"Fuck, Jayla, you feel so good love. Ohhh, fuck!" He yells out as he stands me up and lifts me up around him and enters me once more.

He begins thrusting into me deep as I dig my nails into his back as my orgasm rips through me, causing me to scream his name and beg him not to stop.

He walks us over to the couch as he lays down and I straddle over him. "You want this pussy baby?" I ask him as I take only his head into me, teasing him over and over.

"Damn Jayla, you're killing me mami. Take what's yours!" His hands cup my breast, twisting my nipples as I continue to tease him.

I can't handle it anymore, I suddenly plow down on him making both of us moan as I ride him fast. I feel myself building up as he grasps my hip with one hand and grinds into me. His other hand is wrapped in my ponytail tugging it backward. He thrusts his hips up and hits my g-spot over and over. That feeling makes me let go as I feel myself squeeze his member and I squirt from such an intense orgasm.

His stomach is sticky with our sweat and my juices as I continue to ride him. Suddenly he slings his legs off the couch and gets into a sitting position as he flips me around so I'm facing the opposite direction while he's still inside of me.

"Bounce on my dick baby, show me what you want Jayla!" He growls out as I start to ride him again, only in reverse. I grind deeply on him and start pounding him into me before I'm at the point of collapsing and climaxing yet again.

Jayceon can feel I'm near my edge as he takes control and thrusts up into me and holding my waist. He let's out some inaudible words and growls as we both fall apart within one another.

Wow.

Sex with Jayceon is perfect, he brings me to a climax many times from the moment foreplay begins until we both come together.

He pulls out of me, knots the condom before dropping it in the waste basket then turns me around to lay me down on his chest.

Everything about this amazing man calls to me. It's insane how strongly I feel about him, since we've not been together long - but I don't care.

I snuggle him closer as lay my head over my favorite place...his heart. The fast beat matches my own as I realize that he has all of me; mind, body and soul.

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