Layla POV

I woke up this morning to noise and Burnt food.

Thanks mom.

"What the hell happened mom? You where cooking fine yesterday?!" I bellowed.

"Language little girl! I'm not your friends off the street, or that weird guy that smells our trash. So don't be talking to me any kind of way." She yelled.

I just said hell.

"Okay, okay. What were you cooking? Wait, lemme rephrase. What where you trying to cook?" I pursed my lips suppressing my laughter.

"Alright smart ass. I was trying to cook pancakes, but there was a battery in the batter. I didn't put it there." She stated

What type of excuse is that?

"Tell me the real reason." I said.

"Okay, for real, I wasn't watching the pancakes, so they burned."she chuckled nervously.

"Okay?" I said unconvinced

The fuck is her problem?

"Well I'm going to apply for a job, I'll be back by like 4:00pm okay?" I said while heading out the door.

"What about breakfast?" She asked.

"I'm good." I snickered.

"Okay bye." She said while scurrying me off.

If you don't want me here just give me the ok. I'll take my ass to America.

Nancy POV

"Whew she's gone" Nancy said wiping her sweat stained forehead.

She got up and walked towards the closet where here secret was

"Alright you can come out now Charles." She said, reckoning him up.

"We can't keep sneaking like this behind our daughters back," he sighed. "How come she doesn't like me?" He said getting up ridding away dirt with his hands.

"She's claiming you're never here. I don't get it." She told him.

"What matters is that I'm in love with you baby." She said inching closer to him.

I started slowly running her finger down Charles chest. His heartbeat got faster with each inch I got closer to him.

I finally got close enough to Charles. The electricity circulated between these two. I leaned in and started to entangle my lips with his.

"I love you nana." Charles said breathlessly.

"I love you." I said

Charles then, picked me up and slowly set her on the mattress that was on the floor.

I moaned, While Charles started planting kisses on my neck.

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Layla POV

"Wassup Uncle. I need a job." I said as I walked in the shack like I own this shit. Cause I do.

No, I'm just kidding.

"That's not very polite. Let's try again." Damien huffed.

I never really liked my dads brother.

You see, he runs a produce shack. I just need the cash, If we're being honest. Also, just looking at him gets on my nerves.

He was always weird to me.

"You can try to get a hairline." I smartly replied.

"You're so messed up Layla." He chuckled.

"And so is the barber that fucked your shit up." I retorted with a smile

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! I DO-." He bellowed

"I'm sorry, I don't know who 'what' is." I smiled.

He sighed, annoyed with my actions. "What the hell are you in here for?" He paused before lighting ups "Oh wait, rumor has it in the village that you want to go to America. Yes?" He asked knowingly

Must've been my big mouth ass mother.

I outta pour some sunshine on her shady ass.

"Yeah that's true? Why you staring at me? You mad I have a hairline and you don't?" I spat, laughing.

Its always fun messing with him.

Damien's POV

I chuckled at Layla's comments. However I couldn't fight the feeling that was boiling in my stomach.

Layla was always beautiful. The way that her big brown eyes shine in the light, the way her jeans hug her abundant curves. My eyes traced over each and every single part of her.

Layla POV

What is he licking his lips for? Does he want some Chapstick?

He cleared his threat before speaking up"Okay Layla, I got your first task. Go clean the back closet." He said, pointing to the direction of the closet.

"Lead the way." I cheered very dull.

"Alright, so clean off that shelf with the old cans of food." He said

"Okay?" I said.

This is easy.

As I scanned the closet, I saw old cans being devoured by rust. There was an annoying tune on this clock. With each ding, my head began to twirl.

This was the first thing I got rid of.

I scanned the area and started to clear the produce off the shelves. As I examined each one, I noticed that they all are old.

I wonder why no one has told on him yet.

My thoughts where interrupted when I felt myself being groped from behind. I turn around to be faced by Damien smirking evilly.

"The fuck are you doing Damien?!" I screamed, in hopes he would let me go.

His grip tightened around my wrists."I want you baby. Come here." seductively said.

I was completely shocked.

I scoffed in his face, still squirming in his embrace. "We're blood! Fuck this." I said trying to exit the closet.

I was stopped by him grabbing my arm.

He was clearly upset with my choice to leave. "No. You're not leaving!!" He demanded.

I kept squirming and struggling to break free from his hold but I wasn't succeeding. "Let go of me!"

I smacked my teeth, still squirming. "That's why no one likes you. Why don't you go suck one of your guys dick in your prissy ass African gang?!" I spat, not caring about the consequences of my words.

His eyebrows raised in shock of my choice of words. He smacked me and I instantly fell to the ground.

"Get up! Now!! And fuck me." He yelled in my face.

The moisture of his putrid breath bounced off of my face.

I felt the heat pulsating in my cheek. As I grabbed my face and started caressing it, and idea popped in my mind.

I walked over to him slowly, looking him up and down. "Alright my African prince, I'll kiss it right, come here baby." I said forcefully.

Soon enough, he obeyed what I said.

I slowly kissed down his neck, and went up back to his jawline. The taste of his neck was undesirably salty.

"Yes baby this is more like it?" I asked while playing with the hem of his jeans.

"Yes," he moaned. Clearly unaware of my plan.

I rolled my eyes to myself, before speaking up softly. "Where's my money." I said while unbuckling his pants and dropping to my knees.

He spoke up. "Behind the banana produce by the exit baby, you can have it all, just suck me off." He said anticipated for what he has coming.

Sweat started to form on my head, as I thought about what I had to do."Okay, I will." I said while throwing up in my mouth.

I took him into my mouth reluctantly, fighting the urge to throw up.

After 5 seconds or so, I bit him and twisted his set. I was satisfied by his blood curdling screams.

He slowly slid to the floor groping his manhood. Just for good measures I stomped on him as I got up.

I squatted down to his length. He laid on the floor vulnerable, and defeated. "burn in hell." I simply said, before running out.

I walked behind the banana produce and there it was, my money. I quickly grabbed my sack of cash, before jetting.

I feeling of excitement circulated through my body as I exited the building.

Time to go home.

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Nancy

I moaned as Charles bit spots on my neck. I'm in pure ecstasy. I think I still got it.

However, My mind circulated elsewhere.

Layla.

She never cared for her father. But, this love is what I needed. I'm sure she'd understand if she wasn't being so immature about the entire situation.

I returned back to my world being welcomed by Charles working on me.

I groaned burying my head in his neck.

Deep down inside I felt ashamed of my actions because I know how layla felt about her father, but I wasn't ready to give him up just yet.

Beads of sweat started to form and fall off of my head.

I felt my insides starting to clench up; a feeling of pure bliss captivated me and a sense of release came from my body.

Just as we where about to start up again we were interrupted with our daughter bursting through the front door.

All the color drained from our faces.

"Dad?"

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