Question: Who plans to buy my novel I'm almost done writing? If you love this series, you'll FOR SURE love the one I'm self publishing. Also, if you loved Ant, Tez, and Vonte and loved the way Montana was in book 1 you'll be in LOVE with a nigga named Rahim
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Oh, dont say its too short. It's 12,539 words just 4 yall. Happy Belated Valentines Day too. it's like 4am now lmao. Pulled an all-nighter to finish this 4 yall.

On with the book tho...

"You, the only one got me stuck. I'm walkin' 'round, eyes wide open. Unfocused, know you notice that, babe.I'm tryin' to keep from moving that way. But true, real love is for the fools. Hurt me, know you want toWatch me break into twoFor you, you." - Lucky Daye

JESSICA

"I'm starting to think it wasn't smart to put everything I worked my whole life for in Drew and Qua hands." Ant tells me as we lay in bed. His head is resting on my lap while slow jams play softly in our bedroom. We went through a lot trying to overcome both of our mistakes, but we're okay now. We get along just fine. I don't mention anything he's ever done and he doesn't mention what I did. We spend most of our time relaxing in the house or traveling without our kids thanks to my grown kids being the best babysitters I could've ever asked for.

"Why you say that?"

"Because, baby... they don't fuck with each other. Some of my lil niggas told me that they straight up beef in front of the crew. That shit bad for business because if everybody sees the bosses acting like they ain't bosses, what you think gon' happen? They making themselves look stupid, Jessica. This shit over pussy. Reign my daughter, but still, it's over pussy. Lord knows me and Vonte been through the ups and downs, but I can say we always acted like shit was cool in front of niggas working under us." Ant vents.

"Ant, we cannot control what they got going on with Reign, but I feel like you should have a man to man talk with Qua and Drew. They may not like each other, but they need to respect the business and respect the hustle, because you've come too far to let them bullshit around with this. I know you don't wanna watch your empire crumble, and neither do I." I say. He nods his head. "I feel that." He agrees. Most people don't even know that Ant has been the plug all these years. He's been the one supplying the work to people all over, not the middle man or the so called plug who cops from a higher up. My man is the boss of all bosses, period. He hasn't let Qua and Drew in on everything just yet because they've been acting like some damn fools.

"Everything was decent before Reign and Qua fucked. These last two weeks since it happened is when all the extra shit got started." He says. I sigh. I understand Reign did that in the heat of the moment. Ant needs to understand that too. He's been mad at her everyday because of it when he shouldn't be. Qua and Drew are two grown ass men who need to act like it. Qua and Reign are grown and did what they wanted to do. Reign is also single. Drew being mad because she doesn't want him and chose to fuck who she wanted is not Reign's fault. I'm proud of my daughter's growth despite that.

"It can't be undone. Just talk to them." I advise him. He nods his head before rolling over and kissing my lips. He climbs on top of me, deepening the kiss. Our bedroom door opening just fucked our mood up. "What the hell you want, mane? Nigga ain't had no pussy all week!" Ant goes off on Reign. Some things will never change, and Ant not having a filter is one of those things. The older we get, the less he cares about what comes out his mouth.

"Ew, that was too much information, sir. But anyway, I think Drew and Shai are back messing around." Reign says. "And that concerns you for what reason?" I ask out of curiosity. I'm really not even being sarcastic right now. I just don't know what it matters for. They used to be married for years, so it won't be far fetched for them to be fucking around again. I hope not because Shai deserves way more than what he gave her, but it's her life. I've lived mine and can't steer her or my own kids in whatever way I think they should go.

"Because he was just in my face talking about being with me, but now everytime he calls about Reiylah, he is at her apartment or out with her." Reign explains. I shrug my shoulders. "He single and she is too. Let them do them," I tell her. She sighs.

"I thought you didn't want him no more. What happened?" Ant asks. "I don't want him. It's the principle. He threw a fit over what me and Qua did, but he's back in his ex wife's face. That's what I'm saying." She rants. Ant chuckles. "Imma need you to do something for me, love. Go sit yo ass down somewhere by yourself and think real hard on what you wanna do. You either wanna be with the nigga and forgive him, or you don't. You either wanna be with Qua, or you don't. Better than that, you could either choose to find better than both or not find shit. The choice is yours, but you need to gone decide because you fucking with these niggas minds is starting to affect my business." Ant tells her.

I shake my head at his rude tone. I should've known that it was a matter of time before he said something to her about it. "Them beefing ain't my fault." Reign says. "I didn't say you can control them, but cutting down some of the confusing shit you doing would help. You was spending every night of the week over Drew house and with him all the time in general knowing he was trying to work it out with you. That was sending him mixed signals," Ant explains.

"First of all, you can't talk. You the king of mixed signals. How was I sending him mixed signals if I told him upfront we were not about to get back together?" Reign asks. "This ain't even my business. Let me step back in my lane. What's up with your hair?" Ant asks her. It's all puffy and weird looking. "I got a silk press, but sweated it out when I went hiking with Miguel. I don't even look like I got my hair done." She answers.

"When did you get it done?" I ask. "Yesterday." Reign tells me. Ant climbs out of the bed then motions for us to follow him. "I don't feel like moving. Where we going?" I ask. He ignores me as he throws his arm around Reign's shoulder.

We just walked into the home salon. We don't use it unless a stylist or barber is coming over for us. It's set up like a legitimate shop with every hair product imaginable, booths, sinks, and all that. It's really cool to have for a rainy day. "Sit down. Imma fix it." Ant says. Reign sits down in the chair.

I'm just standing here looking crazy while I blush at Ant sectioning her hair. "Daddy, you really need to be doing hair for real." Reign says. "Why? So yo momma can kill any bitch that get these magic hands in her hair? I'll pass." Ant says, making us laugh. "And I don't wanna do this shit for other people. It's just something I did for you and your momma all these years." He adds. "You lowkey got momma beat with the hairstyles." She says.

I gasp. "You a lie. I'm the one with the popping weave line, sweetheart." I remind her. "What good is it to brag on ya lil hair shit if you can't half do no hair?" Ant jokes, making me laugh. I just flipped his ass off. I'll never openly admit it, but Ant has always been better than me at doing hair. The nigga used to wrap my hair better than I ever could have.

He just flat ironed and curled her hair. "Girl you looking good. Your daddy got you looking better than you did when you left the shop." I compliment her. Ant just sprayed some oil on it. "I know. It's so pretty!" She exclaims as he starts wrapping it with a paddle brush and some Bobby pins. Her eyes just lit up the way they did when she was a child showing off her braids and beads he did for her. They got me all in my feelings with this shit.

The door just opened. In walks Drew holding Reiylah. I didn't even know he was over here. One of the kids must have let him in. He frowns at Reign then hugs me. "Why are you here?" Reign asks. We must've spoken this nigga up because here he is. "You must pay bills in this bitch?" he asks her. I just rolled my eyes so hard. Every single time they interact with each other since she fucked Qua, this nigga talks so crazy to her. He can say what he wanna say, but he better not ever put his hands on her or let me hear him calling her anything other than what I named her. I'll be worse than Ant and all my sons put together.

"No, but my daddy pay the bills and I live here. Why are you here?" Reign bucks him. Reiylah just ran and jumped into Ant's arms. All of our grandchildren are so crazy about him. I'm jealous. He steals all my shine.

"I'm here to see my daughter. Why else would I be in the same place as you?" Drew asks. "It ain't my fault your feelings got hurt. I can do what I wanna do. I'm single, Drew. I was single when I had sex with Qua too." Reign says. "Watch your mouths in front of this baby. I done told y'all we ain't teaching them that." I say.

I'm so tired of hearing about that. It's either Ant going off about how that shit is messing up his business, Reign whining about Drew being an asshole, or Drew venting to Noble about it. Once he gets on Noble's nerves, Noble comes and gets on my damn nerves about how Drew is on his. Everybody need to grow up as far as I'm concerned.

"Any fucking way, Reiylah spending the night with me." Drew says. I raise my eyebrow. Reiylah has never stayed the night with him by herself because she is spoiled as hell. "Where Imma be at?" Reign asks. "Shit, that's up to you to figure out, but baby girl coming with me." Drew says matter of factly. I chuckle as Reign's face starts turning red. "Look, you are more than welcome to spend some time with her over here, but you ain't about to just walk in here and demand to take her for the night. No." Reign says.

Ant and I just turned to Drew awaiting a response. "Whatever. You been letting her stay the night. What's yo issue now?" Drew asks. "She only stayed the night when we both spent the night. So what's your issue is the question?" Reign shoots back. "Drew, you're welcome to spend the night here if you want to. It's not the end of the world. It's plenty of room." I offer him. Reign ain't about to budge, so I guess I'll try to diffuse this shit.

He looks her up and down. "Whatever. I'm about to make a run. I'll be back to spend time with my daughter, not her momma and her friendly ass pussy." He says. My eyes just bucked. I don't even have to say a word, because Ant just jumped in his face so fast. "Watch yo mouth, lil nigga. I'll hate to put you on a shirt," Ant warns him so calmly, it's scary.

"Bitch ass," Reign mumbles as Drew turns and walks out. "Watch your mouth," I demand. My kids be getting beside themselves sometimes with the shit that comes out of their mouths. I be ready to slap them, but I try to respect them being grown. They need to watch that shit though and I won't keep telling them that. I beat grown ass too. They need to remember that.

"Sorry. He be making me so mad." She says. "Imma be making you even madder if you keep that cussing shit up like me and your daddy ain't sitting here." I say. She slowly nods her head. "Says the queen of cussing herself..." she mumbles. "Girl, shut up." I demand. "Always got something to say. I'm grown." I add as Ant laughs.

Ant's phone just started ringing. I watch as he looks at it then declines it. "Who is that, Ant?" I ask as the number starts calling back to back. "Ion know." He answers as he ignores it again. Reign awkwardly looks away from me as his phone starts going off again. I quickly snatch it as he tries to take it away. "Jessica, what the fuck? Give me my phone!" He demands. "Y'all too old for this." Reign mumbles. I'm too busy trying to wrestle his phone out of his hand to care about Reign and her slick comment.

"Jessica, I said it ain't nothing. Leave it alone." Ant demands. He got me messed up. If someone was blowing my damn phone up like that and I was constantly ignoring it, him and all fifty million of his different personalities would have a problem with it and have some questions for me. He can stop the bullshit.

"Fine." He says, frustrated and with an attitude. He hands me the phone. It just started ringing again. "Why is Noble blowing up your phone?" I ask. "Ask him yourself, inspector gadget," he smartly replies. I roll my eyes then answer the phone. "What you keep ignoring me for?" Noble immediately starts going off. "Hello to you too," I greet him. He just got silent. "Oh... Hey, ma." He greets me. He sounds nervous for some reason.

"Why you keep calling like that? You almost got your daddy hurt." I joke. He sighs. "I gotta explain it later. But can I talk to him?" He asks. "What can't you say to me that you can say to your daddy?" I ask. He usually tells me his business, not the other way around. "It's a lot, ma. I just need to speak to him." He says. "Dumbass got arrested. There, I said it." Reign blurts out.

"First of all, watch your mouth. What you mean he got arrested?" I ask, looking from Ant to Reign. Ant is giving her a look that would kill her if that was possible. "Reign shut up!" Noble hollers at her. "Oh, so y'all keeping secrets now?" I ask. "You'll just be better off not knowing." Ant tries to explain.

"Better off not knowing for what? Why did you get arrested, Noble?" I ask. He sighs, sounding frustrated. "Because I punched Jaylah in her mouth." He answers. I just gasped so loudly. "You did what?" I yell. My sons are a lot of fucked up things at times, but last time I checked, I didn't raise my boys to beat on women. That shit is fucked up.

"She was texting other niggas. She been cheating. I saw some pictures in that girl phone of her, some nigga, and my son like they a big happy family. She was posted up with the nigga like he was Honor's daddy. I blacked out and I hit her." Noble explains. "I didn't mean to, on my life I didn't mean to. She was just talking real crazy to me like she didn't do what she did. She jumped in my face calling me out my name, she kept punching me in my chest, then she said she didn't give a fuck how I felt and how she didn't want me no more. She hit me one last time. That's when I lost it and punched her in her face." He adds I can hear the regret in his voice.

That was a lot for me to take in. I thought Jaylah and Noble seemed real distant the last time I saw them in the same place, but I didn't think she was cheating or anything like that. That shit is crazy to me. I don't want to get in my kids' business anymore, so as much as I want to say something to that broad, I won't.

"Why am I just now finding out you got arrested? Where you at?" I ask. "I'm still waiting on dad to come pick me up. He bonded me out, but left me up here. Nigga was supposed to get me over an hour ago." Noble rants. "Calm down. I'm giving you time to think about how to keep yo hands off bitches." Ant says. I just rolled my eyes so hard at him. Ant knows damn well he's put his hands on me in the past, so I know he ain't acting like his shit don't stink.

"Noble, you better not ever put your hands on a woman again unless the bitch trying to kill you. Don't play with me like that." I fuss at him. "I'm not proud of myself for hitting her. I never said that, but look at the situation. That's what's wrong with y'all women. Y'all beat on niggas, but cry when you get hit back." He starts ranting. I know I don't cry, because I'll shoot a nigga. I can't speak for nobody else though. I just started laughing at my own thoughts.

"Well, you still should've walked away." I say. "You right. I should've walked away and called Reign and LaLa on her." He says. "Called me for what?" LaLa asks as she walks in here. "Noble hit Jaylah." I answer. "What you make it sound like that for? The broad was cheating, had a nigga around my son, and she put her hands on me. Fuck that bitch." Noble says. "Boy imma beat yo face in! Watch your damn mouth!" I yell at him. My kids are so damn disrespectful.

Ant takes his phone from me as LaLa and Reign laugh. "I'm on my way." Ant says before hanging up on him. LaLa looks at me. "I'll gladly go knock her out for Noble. Reign, take me over there." she says. I shake my head as Reign stands here like she's actually thinking about taking her right now. "Mind y'all business. Keep that between Noble and Jaylah because they ain't finna do shit but end up messing around with each other again. However, I do want to have a talk with Ms. Jaylah." I tell them. "How you telling them mind they own business, but you all in they shit too?" Ant asks, making me laugh. I know I'm a waking contradiction sometimes.

"I'm finna gone handle that. I'll be back." Ant says. "I wanna go." I say. "Come on then." Ant demands as he walks out of here. I follow behind him as he texts something on his phone. "Noble got a DNA test done on the baby." He says. "Okay, he should've been done that. I thought he did?" I ask, trying to remember. "I did too, but I guess not." Ant answers. "What did the results say then?" I ask. "I don't know." He answers. I'd like to believe Honor is Noble's son, because if not, I just might kill Jaylah my damn self.

MONTANA

I'm sitting in a brunch restaurant with Jessie and my brother Darius, just catching up. I didn't even want to eat this shit, but they drug me out of my house. "Brunch? Why this?" I ask, looking at my plate of avocado, grilled chicken, and egg whites like it's a pile of horse shit. I don't eat like this. I knew better than to let my brother order for me. The nigga eats like a rabbit or some shit. I know it's not good for me, but all I want to eat nowadays is fried food and junk food. I ate too healthy, constantly working out for too long.

"What's wrong with it?" Darius asks. "Do I look like I eat this kind of shit to you?" I ask. "Naw, but you could use it. I see the pot belly coming." he answers. Jessie just started laughing. "I ain't saying you fat or nothing, OG, but you ain't all muscle no more. That's all imma say." Jessie adds to it. I shrug my shoulders. "I'm in my forties and I'm enjoying the shit out of my life, something I never really did when I was younger. We'll see how y'all act when you get to this point." I respond. I don't give a fuck about the small weight gain. I'm not a big sloppy ass nigga, I just got more belly fat than usual. I don't care. A bitch ain't ever asked me for no stomach before.

"I feel you." Darius says. "You ain't lil Darius no more your damn self." I point out. The nigga got a gut on him too, so he might want to eat these avocados and egg whites instead of his chicken and waffles. "One more piece of chicken and yo belt might break. You know them too little ass skinny jeans can't hold all that fat and shit together." I add.

"Fuck outta here. This called happy weight." he defends it. "Naw, you just fucking fat, nigga." I correct him. "I'm so glad I can't relate." Jessie says. I chuckle as I look him over. Jessie always has been along the lines of slim, yet muscular. He didn't take after Ant or his other sons as far as the solid muscular build. I heard his biological momma and her family was slim though. "Your skinny ass body is genetic. It don't count." I say as the waitress walks over to us. "Skinny nigga with a long fat dick." He says. The waitress just gasped hard as hell. Now I'm cracking up.

She looks like she's in her early twenties. She's been staring at Jessie since we got in here. "Here's your decaf coffee," she says as she sits the cup and some creamers down in front of him. "Who the fuck drinks decaf? Pussy ass nigga can't even drink real coffee," I joke as the waitress starts laughing. I just looked up. "Oh shit." Jessie mumbles as Shai and Drew walk in here side by side. That's interesting to see.

"Who invited them?" I ask. Maybe, my brother invited them without telling me. "Nobody." Darius answers. "Should we just go somewhere else since Majesty and Harper almost here? I didn't expect Drew and Shai to be here on a date and shit." Jessie says. I shrug my shoulders. Since Tae started doing whatever the hell he wanna do, I decided to have a fuck it mentality when it comes to the kids. I bow out. I ain't trying to get in nobody's business. Fuck that. My son's bullshit is enough for me. I'll leave that Majesty and Drew shit up to Ant.

"It don't matter to me. I'm used to the drama like this from Montana, Jessica, and Ant back in the day. Majesty, Shai, and Drew are lightweights compared to them." Darius says, laughing. I shake my head as he smirks at me. "That lady married now and that nigga got lucky. Keep me out of this shit." I say. I've accepted Jessica as a lover that came and went. The love of my life? Yes, but am I somewhere longing for Ant's spot? Hell naw. It is what it is. That's life. I'll always love her though.

"How bad it hurt to see them married?" Jessie asks. "It don't hurt. Mind yo damn business." I demand as Shai and Drew sit down across the restaurant. I still got a clear view of them, so I know Majesty will see them. It shouldn't really matter much since they both went their own ways. She moved to Chicago and he got a girlfriend. Fuck it.

Majesty and Harper just came in hand and hand. I watch as the hostess leads them to our table. "Wassup nigga?" Majesty asks as he shakes Jessie's hand and pulls him into a brotherly hug. "OG, wassup? Good to see you." he greets me, hugging me. "Unc," he acknowledges Darius before pulling out a chair for his lady. Harper sits then he sits next to her.

"Y'all ordered without us? That's fucked up." Majesty says as he opens the menu. "If you never would've taken all day, we could've waited." Darius says. "Uncle Darius, when the hell you start getting gray hair in yo beard?" Majesty asks, looking surprised. "That means wisdom. I'm surprised you don't smell like Kush today. Usually when you come out to eat with us, everybody in the damn restaurant be frowning up at the smell." Darius points out. "I'm still sober, Unc. No liquor or weed." He says.

"A lil weed won't hurt you." I say. "Actually, yes it will. It's not wise for a recovering alcoholic and Marijuana addict to indulge in any substances in fear of a setback," Harper explains. "Bullshit. A blunt ain't ever hurt nobody. We in Cali where it's legal and you mean to tell me it's something wrong with getting high to you?" Jessie challenges her, making me laugh. "Imagine Vonte being a part of this conversation." Darius says, making me laugh harder.

Harper looks caught off hard by Jessie's question. "I'm a licensed therapist. I think I know what I'm talking about considering the fact that I'm the only college graduate sitting here right now and especially the most educated on the subject" she says. I chuckle as Jessie and Darius look at her crazy. "I could've sworn I was a college graduate and had a masters degree, but maybe, I don't know myself," Darius says. "I'm just saying. When you're not nearly as educated as I am, why do you feel like you have room to speak on something? You should be happy I care about him enough to convince him to stay sober," Harper says. This bitch just don't know when to shut up. Thank God Reign ain't here to shut her ass up.

Jessie pulls his work badge out of his pocket. "I could've sworn I was a registered nurse that's in medical school studying to become a doctor. Actually, I'm a lil more college educated than you, since we having pissing contests and shit," Jessie says. "Mane, please shut the fuck up. Nobody came to brunch to battle about who the bigger nerd is right now," Majesty says. "I'm just saying, babe," Harper says with a shrug. "It's not cute that they want you to become a junkie with them." She adds.

He looks at her crazy. The table just fell silent as we all stare at her. "You really calling people junkies when you sitting here in that two dollar ass Aeropostale jacket? Who the fuck still wear that shit besides crackheads anyway? Then it's a hundred degrees outside. Getcho ass on somewhere. Fuck you thought?" Jessie asks. Harper rolls her eyes. "And you're sitting here looking stupid yourself. You're tacky in that neon green bullshit outfit," she says. "Oh, in my custom Givenchy shirt and sweats? Cool." He says.

"Chill." Majesty says as the waitress comes back. "You can't defend me? What kind of man allows his brother to talk to his girlfriend like that?" Harper goes off. Majesty sighs as he shakes his head. "What kind of girlfriend let they nigga get his ass beat by his ex girlfriend in front of his whole family and does nothing? Don't worry, I'll wait..." Jessie says.

Before Harper can say anything, the waitress interrupts. Thank God. "Hey, can I get you something to drink?" she asks. "Yes. A strawberry mimosa, please." Harper says. "I'll take a..." Majesty's voice trails off as he starts staring at something. I already know what it is without looking. He spotted Drew and Shai. I look over to where they are. I can tell Drew is running game and Shai is eating that shit up. He got her smiling from ear to ear. If I didn't know any better, I'd think they were a happy couple on a date.

I can see the fire in Majesty's eyes. I've been in his life since Jessica was pregnant with him. I can tell without him saying a word that seeing her with Drew hurts even if she was Drew's first. I also know that him gripping the table is his way of having some kind of restraint. I won't be surprised if he goes over there and starts some shit.

"Baby? She's waiting on your drink order." Harper reminds him. "Oh, my bad. Let me get a water," he orders, never taking his eyes off of Shai and Drew. They must feel him staring, because both of them just looked over here. Shai is staring at Majesty like she just got caught cheating and Drew is smirking like the childish ass nigga he is. Jessie clears his throat. "Well then..." he says before popping a blueberry into his mouth. "I just want it to be on record that that shit just looked gay as fuck." Darius says, making me laugh. "I thought it, but didn't say it." I admit. "Fuck y'all." Jessie says.

Drew and Shai just stood and grabbed their menus. "They coming over here." I acknowledge as Shai reluctantly follows Drew over here. Drew is so damn messy. The nigga high stepping over here with a big ass smile on his face. I thought him and Majesty's bullshit over Shai died a long time ago, but I guess not. "The nigga don't ever miss an opportunity to be childish, mane." Jessie says, shaking his head as Drew pulls a chair out for Shai.

"What's good?" Drew asks. I nod my head at him. Shai waves a little before sitting. Harper is glaring at her so hard. What's crazy is, Shai ain't breaking eye contact neither. Shai is facing her ass like she don't have a lick of fear in her. For that, I'm proud of her. She used to get man handled by Reign and disrespected to her face by Drew and Majesty too. She came a long way.

"What you order?" Drew asks Majesty, smirking. Majesty is visibly bothered. If I didn't know him his whole life, I probably wouldn't have noticed the discomfort. "Nothing yet." Majesty answers, tight lipped as fuck. Shai reaches in her purse for her phone. She's carrying a pink Birkin bag and I got the strongest feeling Majesty bought it. Whenever her and Drew started drifting apart when they were married, that nigga never bought her shit that expensive. Shit, she would've been lucky if the nigga even took her on a shopping spree at the Dollar Tree.

"I like your purse. Is that a Birkin?" Harper asks. "It obviously is. What are you getting at right now? Can't we just stay peaceful?" Darius interrupts her bullshit. I'm like Nathan right now. Fuck the peace. Where the camcorder at? I don't too much like this Harper bitch no way. She got the nerve to act stuck up amongst rich people who don't act stuck up. The irony.

"I was just curious. I have friends who own them and I want one too, so I Google them, but that one looks rare. " Harper says. Now that I'm looking at it good, she's right. "Shai, you know I'm not on bullshit. Let me look at it real quick." I say. She looks at me funny before handing it to me. I just examined it and shit just clicked.

I knew I saw this one before. I remember when Ant got this for Jessica a long time ago. The kids were still little. Over time, the value of it has increased. It was custom made for her and even got some corny ass shit about being the love of his life on the inside.

"Nice." I say, smirking at Majesty as his face turns red. Shai and Harper look confused. Jessie and Darius also caught on, because they just started smirking just like I did. This nigga must really love that girl still. I don't know how he convinced Jessica to give him that, but he gave Shai something symbolic that his dad gave to his momma. "Reeeeeeeal nice." Darius says, shaking his head.

"It's just a purse. Stop making it a big deal." Shai mumbles. "Why? Did you get it from the flea market? You can't afford that." Harper says. "Bitch, what are you trying to say?" Shai asks. "I've never known you to have much going for yourself besides fucking guys that are like brothers. So, I doubt you can afford it." Harper says before sipping some of her drink. "I might not be able to afford it, but your nigga can. Now sip on that with that Jaden Smith ass body you got." Shai says. I never thought I'd see the day Shai would make me burst into laughter until now.

Harper looks at Majesty. "Really, both of y'all can shut the fuck up." He says. "You shut the fuck up." Shai says. "Let's go. I'm not doing this right now." Harper says. "You started it." Darius reminds her. "Well, I'm ending it." She shoots back. I shake my head as the waitress comes back with their drinks.

Majesty and Harper ordered their food. It's been quiet since then. Majesty is obviously pissed off about Shai and Drew. Drew kisses Shai on her cheek then grabs her hand. "Y'all a couple or some shit?" Majesty bluntly asks, catching us all off guard. He didn't even try to hide how he feels that time. His tone told it all. "Working on it. Rebuilding our bond and shit like that." Drew answers. "I gotta get something out the car." Majesty says before standing and walking away. That's growth. I know him walking out is showing restraint. I don't understand why him and Shai won't just stop bullshitting and do them openly. We all know about it now.

REIGN

I'm at home watching All About The Benjamins with Miguel. "This movie is dumb as hell, but Ice Cube can get all this wet ass bussy so I'm watching whatever he's in." Miguel says, grossing me out. "I hate the word bussy." I say. "So? It's just boy pussy. What's wrong with bussy?" he asks. "Stop saying it!" I demand, laughing at it. I don't know what it is about that word, but it just violates my insides. Like, who comes up with shit like that?

"If a nigga wanted you to eat his bussy, would you do it?" he asks. "I like thugs. I like real raw and uncut street niggas. Why in the hell would they want me eating they ass?" I ask. He pokes his lips out while he smirks. "Don't say what a nigga won't do. Do you know how many of these niggas are just homo thugs?" he asks. "I don't know about all that, but the ones I like ain't homo by any means." I answer. He chuckles. "Girl, please. You act like these niggas would just tell you if they liked boys. If I was in the streets where people are known for hating gay niggas, I wouldn't be caught dead sucking dick." he says.

I just paused the movie to look at him. "Why are we even on this subject right now?" I ask. He grins. "Bitch, you know that day you and Drew took the baby to the zoo? The time I came?" He asks. I nod my head yes. "Well, when we saw Drew's cousin Blick, he was rude, remember?" He asks. "Yeah." I answer. Blick is too gangster for me. The nigga scares me, but he's Drew's cousin so I've seen him a billion times. He be sitting there staring at people without blinking and shit.

"We fucked!" Miguel blurts out. My mouth drops. "Ahhhhhh! Fuck you mean you fucked him? He's gay?" I scream. I'm shocked as fuck. That would've been like a gay man saying he fucked somebody that acts like my daddy or something. That's something I never saw coming. Miguel nods his head yes. My mouth is still wide open while he stands and starts twerking. "I put this thang on him. He got a big ass dick too." He says. "Eeeeeeeeew! Bitch, I can't believe you!" I yell, playfully tackling him onto the floor while we laugh. I don't know how Miguel manages to pull all these fine, rough niggas but he does.

"Don't tell nobody. He said he's never been with a man before, but I'm a bad bitch, so I don't count." He says. "I thought Blick had a girlfriend? She was at Drew's house with him a few weeks ago." I say. "So? He ain't married to her and he obviously ain't satisfied if he wanted to fuck me. So, fuck her. Plus, she be blowing my phone up." He says. "She knows you're a man?" I ask. "No. I never answer, but I know it's her because she called from his phone first and they were arguing about a bitch before the phone hung up. After that, i started getting crazy voice messages and calls from her. She thinks I'm a woman." He says.

I shake my head. "Miguel, in all seriousness, you should chill. Blick's baby momma ain't like you. That girl is crazy. She slit a girl's throat when Blick got the other bitch pregnant. The girl and the baby died and she even stabbed Ole Girl in the stomach to make sure she killed her and the baby." I warn him. He rolls his eyes. "Girl, please. Aint nobody scared of her. That don't even sound realistic." He says. "Well, it is. Drew told me. She killed the bitch then made Blick get rid of her body. They took a trip to Cancun after that like it didn't happen. That girl has killed and will kill over him. Understand that." I warn him.

He waves me off. "She ain't gon' touch me." He says, waving me off. "Blick ain't just regular cheating. He's cheating with a man. That makes it ten times worse. That girl is crazy... like, clinically." I say. I'm somebody who grew up with a daddy that's mentally ill, got people in his head, and all types of shit. My mom is flat out crazy and to make the shit worse, mental illness, drug dealing, and killing is all I know. So, for me to warn his ass that the girl is crazy speaks volumes.

"How you know all that shit just ain't he said, she said?" He asks. "Because, it's just some things I know are facts. Drew wouldn't even make that up about his cousin anyway." I say. He sighs as his phone starts ringing. He smirks. "This him right now. You spoke him up." He says, blushing before accepting the video call.

I just scooted away from him so Blick won't see me. To keep shit real, Blick would probably off Miguel if he knew that he told me his ass is in the closet. That's one thing about having a gay best friend who happens to be feminine. I always know who's gay on the low.

"What's up sexy?" Miguel asks, batting his long mink lashes at Blick. I can't even believe this shit right now. Blick is actually smiling, showing every last one of the flawless diamonds in his teeth. "What's up, baby?" Blick asks. I just dramatically passed out on purpose. Aint no fucking way. Miguel rolls his eyes at me then looks back at the camera.

"So, when you gon' give a nigga some more of that fire ass head?" Blick asks, making my mouth hang open once again. "When you gon' give me some more cash?" Miguel shoots back. "Aw, I forgot. You a ole where the money reside lookin' ass hoe." Blick says. "But you knew that already. Drop the bag off in my account and I'm on the way." Miguel says. "You just a fancy ass escort. How much you want?" Blick asks, flashing a stack of hundreds in the camera. "All of it." Miguel challenges him. Blick just started staring at him blankly. "Aight. You know I ain't paying for no head. I'm paying you to shut the fuck up. A nigga ain't with that gay shit." Blick says. "Sounds about gay to me, but oooooookay." Miguel says. "Shut up." Blick says, setting up the phone on what looks like a countertop in the bathroom. Miguel don't even know it. He's making a deal with the devil.

Blick is a tall, buff, dark-skinned deadhead with a mouth full of diamonds and literally no gay tendencies. I never saw this coming. Noble just barged in here looking like he hasn't slept in forever. "What's up, jail bird?" Miguel asks him. Noble just opened his mouth to say something back, but I can tell he's confused about why Blick and Miguel are on the phone. Blick is distracted, but we can see him moving around in the camera still.

"You fucking with Drew cousin now?" Noble asks me, assuming I'm the one messing with him because who the hell knew Blick got down like that? Blick finally looks at the screen. Ever seen a dark-skinned nigga get pale in the face? Because Blick looks like he just saw a ghost now that Noble sees him. Blick instantly hangs up the phone. "Miguel, you should have hung up when Noble came in!" I yell at him. Noble has a puzzled expression on his face. "I didn't think about it, Reign." Miguel whines, trying to call Blick back, but he's sending his ass straight to voice mail. He's probably embarrassed because Noble obviously saw him talking to him.

"It wasn't even like that," Miguel lies. Noble shakes his head. "What's up with all these street niggas being gay as hell? He out the closet or some shit?" Noble asks. "Is who out the closet?" My dad's nosey ass asks as him and Tez walk in here. "I'm not in it. No comment." I say. "Blick, Pops. Nigga was on the phone caking with Miguel." Noble answers. "Ugh, shut up! Can you not spread it? Nobody's supposed to know." Miguel says. Tez chuckles. "That's that man business. I'm shocked as a mothafucka though." Tez comments. My dad doesn't look shocked in the least bit. "Aw, okay." my dad says.

"Why'd you say it like that?" Miguel asks my dad. "Some shit is just obvious if you pay attention to the people you be around. I ain't ever seen Blick look at a woman. Let's say I pulled up on Drew or had to directly deal with Blick about business and it so happened to be in a public place, the nigga never looked at bitches. His eyes wandered off to niggas though. I caught him looking at me too long once, but didn't speak on it. I thought he was on some snake shit, but really he thought a nigga was sexy or some shit. Weirdo ass nigga almost got offed til I got high and realized he swung a different way, if you know what I mean." my dad says, making me, Tez, and Noble laugh.

Miguel angrily stands up. "Come on, Reign. You still want to go to Walmart?" he asks. "What you mad for?" Tez asks Miguel. "Because y'all are about to spread this." Miguel answers. "Nigga, get yo ass on. If you think Imma take my time giving a damn about you and Blick ole down low asses fucking, you got life messed up." Tez says. Miguel rolls his eyes. "I'll be in the car, Reigh." Miguel says before walking out of the room.

My dad looks at me then frowns. "What?" I ask. "Yo friend playing a real dangerous game. That was some messy shit. He knew Noble would've seen him on the phone with Blick. He wanted him to, if you ask me. Might wanna warn him about how these killers get when it come to they secrets." my dad says. I nod my head before walking out.

All I hear is Noble, my dad, and Tez dying laughing and talking plenty of shit about Blick and Miguel. I don't know what to tell Miguel because he really should've just muted or hung up the phone, but didn't.

Miguel and I have been riding in silence the whole way to Walmart. We shopped in silence too and now that we're back in the car, he's still not saying anything to me. He's acting mad at me when I didn't even do shit to him. I ain't about to kiss his ass right now. Fuck that.

My phone just started ringing. It's Qua, once again. "What?" I snap on him. "Damn, hello to you too, Reign." he says. "What's up?" I ask. He let us fucking go to his head. He obviously forgot that I don't want his cheating ass anymore. "You busy tonight?" he asks, sounding hopeful. "I might be. Why?" I ask. "Can you pull up?" he asks. "Pull up for what?" I ask. "I wanna see you again." he answers. "You got some pussy last time you came to my house. That wasn't enough for you?" I ask. Qua fucked the shit out of me and I feel myself getting wet just thinking about it, but we shouldn't go there again. "Reign, I ain't even thinking about pussy. I miss your vibes though. Come over." he says. I can hear the desperation in his voice, but that doesn't really move me. "If I do decide to kick it with you, we're not going straight to your place. Take me out." I say. "Say less." he says. I can tell he's smiling. 

"Around when?" I ask. "I'll come pick you up at eight." he says. "Okay. I'll see if my mom and dad will keep Reiylah." I say. "Bet. Aye, imma hit you back later. I got business to handle." he says. "Okay." I say, before hanging up. "I thought you and Drew were gonna get back together, but you know him and Shai are back messing around?" Miguel asks, showing me Drew's instagram story. It's a video of them in a glass elevator hugged up. I don't know why, but a wave of jealousy just came over me. "Get that shit the fuck out my damn face." I demand. "Didn't you just agree to go out with Qua? Girl, fuck Drew. Two can play that game." he says. I shrug my shoulders, trying to act unbothered. Who am I to be mad? I've been telling him I didn't want him for a year now when he's been constantly trying to prove himself to me. Who am I to be mad when I had a one night stand with Qua? Plus, he was Shai's first. I gotta just eat that one.

"What are you wearing on your date?" Miguel asks as he drives. "First of all, slow this bitch down before you crash my car!" I demand. My daddy just bought me this customized Tesla after that nigga ran up on my car and the window got shot out. I'll be damned if he wrecks it. At this point, I know my dad is tired of buying me cars. I ran my first ever car into a restaurant a long time ago, but that's neither here nor there.

"My bad, sis. But seriously, I think you should get some cute ass lingerie. Some crotchless shit then put it on him." he says, making me chuckle. "It's not even like that." I say. "Sure it's...AHHHH!" Miguel starts screaming as gunshots start going off and hitting the car. "What the fuck?" I scream in fear as Miguel swerves off the expressway. He's driving as fast as the car will go and screaming to the top of his lungs while a black Charger chases behind us. The nigga is hanging out the window dumping at us from the passenger seat.

I just caught a glimpse at the shooter. I couldnt much see his face, but I saw his upper body and unless I'm tripping, that was Blick shooting at us with a ski mask on. He pulls off fast. His stupid ass didn't know that my dad got my car fully armored, so the most the bullets did was dented the outside and scared the shit out of us. "Miguel, that was him!" I scream. "No it wasn't!' he cries. "I know it was! I just know it! See, you need to leave these DL niggas the fuck alone!" I scream, wiping the tears in my eyes away. This shit is so traumatizing. 

"You can't tell me what I need to do when you don't even know if it was him!" he yells back. I ignore him as I call Drew. He's constantly sending me to voicemail because he's with a bitch. Stupid ass nigga. I just might start dumping on him when I see him.

We just got to my house. We both hop out then run in. I just ran smack dead into my dad, Noble, and Tez. They're in the dining room at the table rolling blunts. My dad puts the blunt in his mouth then lights it. I silently watch as he starts smoking it. Noble passes me the blunt that he just hit. I decline it then pass it to my uncle. "What's wrong, babygirl?" my dad finally asks me. "Nothing." I lie.

"What's that pissy ass smell?" Noble blurts out, frowning. I sigh as Tez and my dad look Miguel over while he trembles. "We just got shot at and I peed on myself." Miguel mumbles. "Shot at?" my dad hollers, jumping up and knocking over his chair at the same time. "Fuck you mean shot at? Reign, you got shot at?" Tez asks, standing up. I swear if it was possible I'd see smoke coming out their ears. "Yes, but we were in the car and the bullets didn't come through since its bullet proof." I explain "By who?" my dad asks. The deadly looks on him and Tez's faces are scary as hell. I can hear my daddy's murderous intentions in his tone.

"I think it was Blick." I Answer. "You can't just accuse him!" Miguel yells at me. "Aye, mane. Imma need you to bring that hollering shit down, my nigga." my dad warns Miguel. "I'm just saying. How can you just accuse him of that?" Miguel asks. "Only one mothafuckin' way to find out." my dad says, walking out with Tez trailing him. Noble shakes his head at us before walking out. If Miguel doesn't think that was Blick, his ass is delusional. He deserves to be in the dirt.

JESSIE

I was dreading coming home and dealing with Eriona. It's been a rough year and I don't really know how much patience I have left in me. When she was six months pregnant, we went to her appointment and the doctor couldn't find my baby's heartbeat. She delivered a dead baby and hasn't been the same since. All her hair and shit fell out, she lost weight to where I can damn near see her bones, she won't eat, I have to bathe her, and I also fully take care of her because she refuses to go back to work. I don't know why I get the worse luck, but I'm used to that. First, my mom died having me. Jelena's momma died having her. Now, my unborn died months ago and it seems like Eriona died and got buried next to our child.

Jelena spends a lot of time at my parents house with my little brother and sisters Dream, Sage, and Serenity since they're closer in age. I try to keep her out of the house as much as I can because I don't like the way Eriona carries herself in front of her. That shit is sad to see. Mourning is one thing, but letting yourself go even when it's been months? I don't like it. I still have been patient and loving though, but a nigga can only take so much.

I just walked into my bedroom. Everything is all over the place like she went on another rampage and started breaking shit out of nowhere. This is the third time she fucked our room up this week. She's sitting in front of the floor to ceiling window staring out of it at the view. "Again?" I ask, nonchalantly as I kick my shoes off. She just ignored the shit out of me like she didn't hear me just say something to her. I'm used to that too now. I'm used to my brother Amari being the only mute person in my life. Her barely ever saying shit is just strange altogether.

"Alright. I guess I'll pick up yo shit once again." I say, trying to control my irritation as I pick up my notebook. She knows I study daily now that I'm in medical school. I don't understand why she felt the need to fuck up my damn notes and throw my MacBook Pro on the floor too. This don't make sense at all.

She aint saying a word as I clean up all the stuff. I grab the comforter off the floor then throw it back on the bed. "Eriona, I can't deal with this shit no fucking more!" I yell at her, making her jump and stare at me in surprise. Hell, I'm surprised at my own outburst but it is what it is. I can't keep dealing with this bullshit from her. I could see if she was putting forth any effort to get better or cater to me, but she ain't. "Leave then, hoe." she says, challenging me with her eyes. I swear on my whole fucking existence I just almost choke slammed her ass.

"What? Do something!" she yells, going into a rage for no reason. She jumps in my face, daring me to do something with her eyes. "Watch the fuck out." I demand. I just intentionally stepped around her because I know that if I lift her ass up and move her out of my way, she'll throw a fit and swear I tried to put my hands on her. "You an ole cheating ass nigga, Jessie!" She screams as I walk into the bathroom. She stomps behind me. I'm ignoring her while I undress. "Why are you cheating?" She breaks down crying. "I ain't cheating on you, but if I was, could you blame me? I might as well do the shit!" I go off on her. It might sound harsh, but the truth hurts. She got a lot of nerve for not being shit but a burden to me, but having the nerve to accuse me when all I do is work, study, care for her and Jelena, and occasionally kick it with my brothers and sometimes my dad and them. Other women though? No.

"Who are you constantly going out to eat with? Why was it a receipt in your pocket where you withdrew fifty thousand dollars out of your bank account?" She starts firing away with questions. "Oh, you can't act like you can function on a regular basis, but you can function long enough to check pants pockets and where the fuck I be at?" I ask. At this point, I'm done holding back. It gotta be said. Everyday for months now, I'll be lucky if I'm not cleaning up behind her, catching hell or being neglected. But she miraculously found the strength to check into what I do.

"Who are you having all these dinners and spending all of that money on?" She asks. "I spend it on this house that you need to quit fucking up. I spend it on the food that be going rotten in the refrigerator because you refuse to clean the mothafucka out or cook the shit when you home all day. I spend it on this high ass water bill and this fancy ass shower yo ass need to start using because you fucking stink!" I let her know. She just jolted her head back like I spit in her face or something. She hasn't washed her ass at all in at least two days. If I smell her, I know she smells herself. I bet her pussy looking like a sea otter with all that damn hair too. I know if she ain't even washing her ass, she damn sure ain't getting it waxed or shaving it neither. That's another thing I wouldn't know because I haven't seen her pussy since forever ago.

"You are not the one who had to deliver a dead baby! That fucks with me!" She screams. "You don't think it fucked with me too? You don't think I hate the shit happened? Just because you never saw me mourning or crying over the baby don't mean that you were alone in feeling fucked up. I lost my momma when she gave birth to me, I lost Jelena's momma when she had her, then our child died inside of you. Now it's like I lost you too because you forgot that life has to go on!" I holler at her. She thinks because I'm not letting myself go, I don't care. Not true.

"No, you don't get it. You act like nothing happened. You act like me and the baby didn't even matter to you." She cries, grabbing my arm while I try to walk away from her. "How? I didn't leave your side to work, class, or anything for a month. I still haven't left your side, but enough is enough. I asked you if you wanted to go to therapy. My momma tried to get you some help because she's been there when she had Noble and Majesty but lost the third baby she was pregnant with and she's lost kids too, but you wouldn't accept it. Shit, it's only been a year since Presley got killed, or you forgot? You ain't the first one this shit has happened to. I told you I felt like you had postpartum depression and the baby dying didn't make it no better. I haven't been doing nothing except being here for you. I don't know what else I can do." I explain.

"What did you withdraw so much money for and who are you eating with?" She goes right back to that as if I didn't just finish saying something else to her. "Alright. I've been going to dinner with my family or alone. I withdrew the money for the strip club and casino." I admit. Her eyes buck. "The strip club? What? The fuck were you doing there and when?" She yells. "That's how I know you haven't been giving two fucks about me. I went to Atlanta with my uncle Vonte, KeKe, and his wife. We hit the clubs for a lil while then hopped a flight to Vegas a month ago." I answer. "Oh, so you letting bitches shake their naked asses in your face now?" She angrily asks. "Shit, somebody got to shake some ass in my face because you obviously ain't trying to do it and you lost your ass anyway sitting up starving yourself." I say. WHAP!! She just hauled off and slapped the dog shit out of me.

"Fuck you. Those bitches can have you!" She screams, crying. "If I wanted one of them, I would be with one. I got money, I come from money, I got the cars, I'm smart, I'm in medical school, I got a career outside of the money I got from my family's business, and I'm attractive. I'm a good nigga. I could have whatever woman I want, but I don't want nobody else. I want you, but I can't take another day of the bullshit." I say. "If you the shit and can have so many bitches, go do it." She says, missing the part where I said I don't want them. I guess I gotta swallow my pride and kiss her ass now.

I wrap my arms around her now skinny frame. She wasn't thick before, but she had curves and ass. Good thing I didn't fall in love with her for her body though. "No, move." She demands. I grip her harder to keep her from snatching away from me. "Listen to me, Eriona. I love you. Jelena loves you. My family love you too. I loved our baby too, alright? I'm hurting just like you are. I understand I didn't carry the baby and it's impossible for me to know how deeply this cut you, but this ain't the answer. I let you mistreat and beat yourself up long enough. I don't wanna be without you, but you are not the same person no more. I'm here for you like I've been here for you all along, but now it's time for you to be here for yourself. We can get you the best of help, but you have to be willing." I say, speaking softer and calming myself down. I should've never let my own emotions make me snap on her when she's already fragile as is.

"Do you know how disrespectful that stripper shit you said was?" She cries, pushing me away. "I never should have said that." I admit. It was harsh and uncalled for, but I'm only human. "I need some air." She says, pushing me away and walking out of our bedroom. "Where you going? Eriona, come take a shower. I'll take you to get your hair done. You gotta take care of yourself. Why are you running?" I ask. She spins around and glares at me. "When you needed air, you went to strip clubs and acted single with your hoe ass uncle and your freaky ass brother and his wife who are obviously into bringing other women in their bedroom sometimes because you told me that. So, get the fuck on trying to tell me what the fuck to do!" She yells to the top of her lungs. I tried. "Alright." I say before walking back in our room to take a shower and jack off for the billionth time since I pride myself on staying faithful to her.

-

I don't really know where Eriona went and I'm not chasing her no more today. Her car was gone when I got out of the shower and I noticed she took a shower and got dressed in the guest room before she left. A part of me wants to blow up her phone to see where she is and who she went with, but I won't. I just can't help but wonder. She hasn't even been cleaning herself up and getting out the house for me, but the second she finds out I went to a strip club, she suddenly wanna be out. I swear, if I find out she was with another nigga, I just might kill her ass. Ain't no might. I will. I'll show her ass who my Pops is. I sigh, then shake my head. I need to quit thinking like that. She wouldn't cheat on me... or would she?

QUA

I'm at Majesty's house showing him and Harper some outfits. I don't know why I'm nervous to pick Reign up like it's a first date. I ain't even trying to fuck again, but I'll be lying if I said I don't miss her. I missed her like hell before we fucked, but that only made me want her more. Shit, how could I not? That was my baby.

"Nigga, you packed yo whole closet up and brought it here? Just pick something. She won't even care." Majesty says, sounding irritated. I know why the nigga irritated and it's not because of my clothes. Drew and Shai crashed his breakfast with KeKe, Montana, and jessie. They've been all posted up on the Gram and it looks serious. Majesty called and told me about it sounding like he was finna cry and shit.

"Red shoes or black?" I ask, trying to see what looks best with my black Armani suit that has red accents. I got it custom made just to go out with her. "Either one. Go red and throw on a chain and watch." Majesty answers. "Bet." I say, grabbing the suit and shoes and heading to the restroom.

I just got dressed and lined my hair up. I walk back into the living room. Harper's eyes just bucked. For her to be my best friend's bitch, she sure is eyeballing the fuck out of me. Straight up gazing at a nigga like I'm a five star meal. Majesty shoots her a death stare. She looks down at her phone like I didn't just see that.

"Fresh as fuck, my guy." majesty compliments me, nodding in approval. "Appreciate that. I'm supposed to get her at eight. You think she'll stand me up?" I ask. He shrugs. "Reign is an asshole. She might." he says. Damn, that just made me nervous. It's seven now and I'm about to head out in a few minutes so I can beat the traffic and be there when I said I would be. I just caught Harper staring at me again. I look away from her. I wouldn't even cross Majesty like that.

Jessie just walked in the house. "Damn, do niggas even call before coming?" Majesty asks. "You never should've gave me a key." Jessie says, shaking my hand. He plops down on the couch then pulls out some weed from the Cookies dispensary. "What you get?" Majesty asks. "Gary Payton." Jessie answers. I can literally see Majesty's mouth watering as he watches Jessie roll the blunt, but he been on his sobriety shit for a while now. Harper is glaring a hole into Jessie right now. "I know Mr. Doctor ain't rolling up. What's wrong with you?" Majesty asks. I want to know too. I haven't seen Jessie smoke weed in so long. "Can you not light that in here? Can you take it outside? Majesty doesn't need to be around that." Harper says. "My brother a grown ass man. Our momma at home. Stop trying to act like you pushed his ass out and let the nigga make his own decisions. This his house. He don't give a fuck if I roll up, so fuck is you talking to me for?" Jessie goes off on her. Yeah, he must be pissed about other stuff.

"Aye, chill on that shit with her." Majesty defends Harper. "You better tell him again." Harper's weak ass says. We all know she let Shai beat Majesty's ass in a house full of people, but imma mind my own business. "I don't need no help." Majesty says to her. "Eriona pissing me the fuck off!" Jessie starts yelling. Jessie don't get mad often, but when he gets mad, tables start turning and hands get thrown. She must've really pissed him off. I heard they been at odds.

"Why?" Majesty asks. "Long story." he mumbles. "Alright, I'll get up with y'all later." I say before grabbing my keys. Harper just shot me one last look. I brush it off before leaving.

I just got to Ant's mansion and called Reign. I got her fifty long stemmed red roses and a gold fourteen karat diamond tennis necklace. I dropped forty racks on the necklace trying to impress her. I know I always gotta come correct with her because she aint shit like these other bitches. her daddy a billionaire. It's only right for me to give her the best that I can because luxury is all she ever knew. I  can't buy her love back, but it's a shot.

Jessica just opened the door for me. She smiles wide. "This is so sweet. Look at these beautiful flowers. Ant need to step his game up. Valentines Day is coming up. Let ya OG know to get me some flowers from wherever you got those arranged, because last Valentines day the mothafucka gave me some cheap ass flowers from Kroger that were half dead, claiming he didn't get a chance to put together something nice. Can you believe that? All that money he got and he treated me like a two dollar hoe. Come on in though, baby." Jessica starts going on and on, making me laugh. I can smell the liquor on her breath. She fucked up right now and just ranting.

"You doing alright?" I ask. "Mhmm, where my damn husband at though? If you hear from him, tell him don't make me go hunting for him cause I called him one too many times with no answer. You enjoy yourself though. Handsome ass. Let me go get Reign for you. Look at you, all grown up and handsome." she goes on and on as she stumbles out. Yeah, Ant might wanna get on home to her.

I've been waiting about ten minutes. Reign finally walks in here. I lick my bottom lip as I admire her. She got on a red strapless mini dress, tall red bottom heels, and red and black makeup. Her hair is hanging down her back. "Damn." is all I can think to say. She looks good as hell. The baddest of the baddest. I don't know what I was thinking when I messed pop with her. I gotta make this shit right and get her back.

I hand her the flowers and necklace. She starts blushing as she opens the box. "Thank you." she gushes, hugging me. My dick just came alive. She smells so good too, but I bet she tastes even better. I kiss her neck then pull away before I get carried away again. "You look nice," I compliment her, trying to refrain from bending her over in her folks crib again.

"Thanks, you too. Where are we going?" she asks as she puts the flowers on the counter. "Just ride." I answer. She smiles as I lead the way out of the house and to my car. "Wow, this is nice." she compliments my yellow Lamborghini Urus. I nod my head in appreciation as she climbs in. I close her door then walk to my side.

We've been chilling on the rooftop of the steakhouse I made reservations for. It gives breathtaking views of the night. I rented out the whole roof for us. Everything has been cool. Drinking and smoking with her while we vibe is what I missed the most. "I missed you." I admit, grabbing her hand. She looks down as she blushes. "Qua, I'm not supposed to be with you right now or feeling like this." she mumbles. That's the liquor talking now that both of us are high as hell and tipsy. While sober, Reign acts like I ain't shit. 

"Ain't nothing wrong with that." I say before kissing her hand. She smiles as she starts slowly grinding in her chair. "You want dance?" I ask. She nods her head yes. I stand then grab her hand. She wraps her arms around around my neck, humming along while we slow dance. I'm so wrapped up in this shit, it's scary. I don't wanna let her go, but I know I have to. Damn, I missed this. 

I hired a live band to play her favorite love songs. Right now they're playing Snoh Aalegra's song I Want You Around. Reign steps in front of me. My eyes roll back as she bends over grinding her ass on my hard dick. I wrap my arms around her lower was it, just taking the shit. I slowly slide her dress up, revealing the red mesh panties she wore underneath. I get down on my knees then spread her legs. I don't give a fuck about the band watching. She moans loudly as I start sucking her clit. "Throw that pussy in my face, baby." I mumble. A nigga feasting right now while she grinds it all over my face and mouth. "Mhm, that pussy missed me?" I ask before going back to eating it like it's my last. "Yes!" she moans while her pussy creams in my mouth. 

I pull away then pull her panties back up. I know the band saw, but I don't give two fucks. The whole band look uncomfortable, but I bet f they could taste her fine ass right now, they would.  "I want you so bad right now," I whisper in her ear before kissing it. "This is my song," she says, wrapping her arms around me while we dance to Lucky Daye's song Roll Some Mo. 

"Twistin', kissin', lifted off of your vision. Got me on my knees, you're my religion. Speakin' tongues all on your body, no one's listenin'. Tap out on you, that's a submission, know you give in?Can't let no time go wasted.This moment, can't replace it. Sittin' around so lazy. Comfortably, we'll fade away." I sing the lyrics to her, gripping her ass. 

My phone starts ringing out the blue. I glance at it. It's Ant calling. "Yeah?" I answer, trying to hide my irritation. A nigga was kinda in the middle of something. Reign looks annoyed and I don't blame her. "Be at the spot in an hour." he says before hanging up, leaving me no other option. I sigh, trying to figure out hewn to explain it to Reign. Her dad got the power. It is what it is. "Gotta go?" she asks, sounding disappointed. "Yeah, but I'll be back to get you when I'm done. I got other plans." I say. She rolls her  eyes. "Don't bother." she says, grabbing her purse and walking way.

Damn. Ant sounded mad as hell. What the fuck could he want so randomly?

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