Seana POV

I stared at my phone as I willed my heart to stop racing. This was too good to be true Bounty got himself locked up resisting arrest and assaulting the police.

This was starting to be a good day after all. I watched the video over and over as I grinned in delight.

This mean mi finally get him out a mi backbone I thought to myself.

I gave a little excited dance and poured the last bottle of the remainder of Tie Yuh Man Oil and placed it beside the guard rings in the wicker basket on the table.

I was looking at a sum of fifty thousand dollars from the four bottles of oil I had made and the five guard rings that I was working to get out before the end of the day.

It pained me to work in secret as well as having to limit myself to the amount of work I took in. The rings before me were for a group of guys that Bounty associated himself with and now that he's out of the way I did not have to split the money.

What a wonderful feeling to not have to swindle money out of what was rightfully mine because the bastard saw it fit to blackmail me because of my affair and use me to sell in the guise of Olive Oil a Return potions that causes the buyers to constantly come to make purchases and spend more money.

Too bad that part of his plan has not been going well due to Cullayne's return. She has only seen it fit to put what she deems required for her customers on the list of specified purchases.

The plan had been for me to sell the potion to generate the return of customers and from the increase in sales we could have a few extra dollars in our pockets.

Too bad Cullayne had come into the shop and asked that the Olive Oils be taken from the shelves for sale. She had insisted that only consecrated Olive Oils be given to members and visitors alike during Prayer and Fasting.

With our little plan going down south, I had resorted to pilfering money by overcharging a few of the well-to-do customers who came for reading by manipulating the unsuspecting and trusting Neesie to let me oversee the sales while I send her off on some wild goose chase.

I felt my excitement sink as I thought of how far this was from what I was aspiring for. I was to be the renowned Read~er Woman who transcends boundaries and gives everyone what they require.

Not like the high and mighty Lamais and her goody-goody spawn that turn their nose upon my mixing of our ability with black magic. Was it not God who gave us this ability to help others so why was it so bad if a person wanted to tie a man or woman or gain monetary through spiritual help?

The thought of them standing in my way only made the desire to be happy about the sudden turn of events with Bounty dark and dismal.

I reached for a special glass bottle with a clear blue liquid and gave the bottle a shake as I looked intently at the liquid swirling within.

Time Cullayne just time...

I smiled this time but it was a bitter smile of hate as I thought of Cullayne and the plans this little bottle had for her. By the end of the convention, she would be hightailing her ass back to where she came from and I will be waiting to fit myself into being Lamais successor.

A knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts and I quickly slipped the bottle in its pouch a slipped it into my dresser drawer along with the basket of rings and oils. I quickly out the black candles and hid them too and sprayed my room with the bottle of Kananga water after a quick chant made to answer the door.

I opened it and was surprised to see Bryan standing there looking at me a worried look on his boyishly cute face. I could smell the fear seeping off him and I quickly pulled him into my room with the hopes that no one saw him coming over.

"Wah yuh a duh yah? Yuh know yuh nuh fi come yah!" I snapped.

"Babes them kill Bagga Don," he said in a rush as he hurriedly closed the door behind him.

I stared at him with an incredulous look on my face.

"Dem murdah him up a Clarkes Town wid two a him bwoy dem," he returned almost hysterically. "Twenty-seven shot dem pump in a him an left him like dead dog in a him Prado."

This was a nightmare. A flipping nightmare brought on by the stress of having to work with Cullayne and pretend I was in one accord with her. A nightmare caused by my having to watch her parade in a position that should have been mine as she took on a role that I could more than do well.

"Shit!" I growled as the monumental problem of what stood before me loomed like a dark cloud over my head.

"Mi dead now," Bryan cried as he stared at me. "Yuh know how much people mi mek buy yuh guard ring dem? Jesus Christ mi shudda did jus mek Bounty tell Lamais seh we deh n in love an dis wudn't happen."

I glared at him my disgust building as I watched him. How could he not see that I only had him because he had a big dick and helped me to find customers outside of our community?

"But no yuh mek e crosses bwoy use yuh an look yah know e Don dead afta him load up with yuh ring and chain," he continued close to tears.

He practically flashed his fingers and squeezed his knees together as if wanting to pee as he voiced the extent of the trouble we were in.

"We affi lef White House baby wi cyaah tan yah," he said his eyes filled with undiluted fear.

I felt disgust rise in my chest at the sight of his cowardly behaviour and it took all my self-control to walk calmly over to him and pull him to the bed and motion for him to sit.

I let the duster I was wearing slip from my shoulders and parade my nakedness to his now-feasting eyes.

"Relax baby," I whispered as I positioned myself and straddled his hips resting my naked buff on the front of his pants.

I watched as another look burned in his eyes and before I knew it he was hard beneath me. I kissed his lips and began to move against the buff his arousal now created.

"This is all a perfect start to our "my" happy ending," I grinned as I rubbed against him creating a momentum that made him my puppet.

Bounty was going to take the blame for things taking a turn for the worse with my potions. I will ensure that within the circle of the gangs that rule various districts Bounty will turn out to be the one who is trying to get rid of them through potions that did nothing to serve their purpose so that he can be the Don.

I almost laughed out at the pleasure I felt for what lay ahead for Bounty.

Bryan too was up in feelings that were intensifying to propel him over the precipice of pleasure and before I could revel further in the delight of Bounty's upcoming demise I felt his hips start to buck driving his clothed crotch up against my bare one grinding on him as I wine my waist.

I listened to him groan as he came all over himself a short while later. I smiled in contentment as I relished in what was to come. One by one I listed my intentions in my mind and mentally placed them according to priority. It was wonderful to have your purpose falling into place.

Brian looked up at me sheepishly and I pulled his head and nestled it between my naked breast feeling happier than I had been in days past.