Bossed Up By A Billionaire Thug Page 16

  “Hey, Nia.” I hugged her. She gave me a small smile.

  “Hey. I didn’t know you were coming by today.” She frowned.

  “Yeah, I asked Lucci if it was okay, because you weren’t answering none of my calls or text. So, I just figured I’d pull up.” I told her. She put her head down.

  “Sorry, just trying to get my mind right.” She told me. I nodded.

  “I can understand that, love. You’ve been through a lot.” I told her.

  “Thanks for understanding.” She told me.

  “Of course, it’s all good. How are you feeling?”

  “I feel good.” She smiled, but it didn’t seem sincere, nor did it reach her eyes.

  “Nia, it’s okay to say how you really feel. I’m your friend, hell, your sister. You can tell me anything. I know you’re not good, and that’s okay. It really is, but the first step is acknowledging that you’re not okay.” I looked her in the eye, and instantly, she cracked, bawling her eyes out. I scooted toward her as she just cried and cried. I let her get it all out, not saying a word, just allowing her to cry. I knew how it felt to feel lower than low. I could only imagine the mental battle my friend was going through. She had cried and huffed for a good ten minutes.

  “How about I cook us some food?” I asked.

  “Oh my God. I haven’t had no good food in so long.” She giggled.

  “It’s alright. I got you, pooh.” I chuckled.

  I went in the kitchen and whipped up some steak tacos and Spanish rice. I made her plate and took it to her, and as soon as I was about to grab my plate, Nauri started fussing.

  “If you hand him here.” She started.

  “No, I got him, boo. You eat. Hey, Tee Tee big man. Ohh, ehhh. Boy, you been cutting up in your sleep.” I sniffed his diaper and jumped back. Nia laughed.

  “His diapers and stuff are right there.” She pointed, and I quickly grabbed it and changed him. I made him a bottle as Nia smashed her food. I was happy to see her like this, and Nauri was just chilling after he burped.

  “Hey, fat man. Look at Mommy baby. You enjoying your Tee Tee?” She asked.

  “Girl, he is so stinking cute.” I smiled.

  “Yeah, he alright. Looking just like his damn daddy,” she rolled her eyes.

  “Y’all alright? How’s he adjusting?” I asked.

  “He’s doing great, being supportive. Honestly, Au’Brielle.” She paused.

  “He bends over backwards for me and the kids. He stays home taking care of Nauri and me. But I’m just so angry, because I feel handicapped. Like, I’m supposed to be a mother and his woman, and I can’t even stand up and pick up the toys or grab him six feet away from me.” Her eyes watered.

  “Nia, have you been going to rehab like you’re supposed to?” I asked.

  “It’s so painful. I can’t do much, because I don’t wanna take them pain pills.” She stressed.

  “Nia, that’s your key to getting your independence back. You gotta push through that pain, boo, and I’m sure it’s pretty fucking painful. But your babies are ready to meet their real mommy. Not this dark Nia, that’s just sitting here existing. If you need me to come over here every day and motivate you to get outta this dark space, then I will. But I’m not about to sit here and let you become this bitter, mean, bitch. Doctors said you being able to walk again depends on how bad you want it. How bad do you want to do cartwheels and shit with Mauni in the backyard? How bad do you want to be able to walk with Nauri when he starts taking his first steps? How bad do you want to walk down the aisle to your husband? How bad do you want to be able to climb on top and ride your man’s dick like a cowgirl? I mean.” She nodded.

  “Bitch, you ain’t never lied. I’m dying right now, Lucci doesn’t even start with me, cause he scared he gone hurt me. But I need to find a better rehab center, because them folks ain’t for the right thing. Maybe someone who can come here.” She suggested.

  “Only if you gon’ put the work in, Nia. Don’t matter if it’s going to be home or at the facility, what matters is if you gone push through the pain to get better.” I asked her. She nodded.

  “Yes, momma Au’Brielle. There is no other option, honestly. I want my independence back, I’m ready.” She assured me.

  “Okay, well, Nauri, let’s make some calls, so we can get Mommy back to her old self.” I said. Nia busted out laughing.

  “Look at his fat butt going back to sleep. Just like yo daddy.” She laughed, shaking her head.

  I stayed the whole day with Nia, finding her a new therapist to help her get back on her feet, literally. I cooked dinner for them and set the table. When Lucci walked in, he damn near sprinted to the kitchen. I laughed at him. He walked me outside and told me how thankful he was. I told him it was nothing, we were family. When I got home I got in the shower and then climbed in the bed after lotioning up. Quiet as kept, the day Nia was shot me, and Kenzo went to the courthouse and got married. We didn’t want no big marriage, hell, we didn’t have no family, and only a few friends. I was so excited, as we were planning to fly out the next day for our honeymoon. But that was cut short, as we got the phone call about Nia. It wasn’t the time to tell my girls I had gotten married and was living with my husband. It was chaotic right now, and I would wait for things to get better before breaking the news to them.

  I went to sleep alone again, as usual. Kenzo was getting beside himself with running the streets and doing God knows what. When I heard him come in, taking off his clothes, and getting in the shower, I glanced at the clock. 3:41 am. Kenzo was about to get his block knocked off. I shook my head, turning my back toward the side he slept on. I was annoyed, and over him and his late night rendezvous. He climbed in the bed behind me, holding me tightly.

  “I love you, Mrs. Rogers.” He kissed my neck.

  “Before you even start, this my last time coming in late. We good we Gucci now.” He said.

  “Yeah, it better be.” I told him.

  “You be talking reckless like you six feet or some shit. Yo ass barely five feet, let alone six.” He cracked and I pulled away from him.

  “Oh, I’m barely five feet?” I laughed.

  “Gone na, I’m tired. Come here.” He said. I tried pulling away from him and we ended up tussling on the bed. I was huffing and puffing, giving my all while he was laughing at me.

  “What’s yo frustration?” He cracked.

  “Get yo big butt off me!” I laughed.

  “I told yo little ass to relax, see now. Now you gotta sleep on the floor.” He started pushing me toward the end.

  “Stop babe, for real!” I yelled. I’m thinking he playing, he held me on the edge for a minute before flashing his perfect smile, then letting me drop on the ground.

  “Babe!” I shrieked, before jumping up as he jumped off the bed and ran out the room.

  “I’m about to kick yo ass!” I laughed, and ran after him.

  He was hiding somewhere in the house. I went downstairs and upstairs looking all over for him.

  “Okay, Kenzo, I give up! Where are you?” I yelled, looking down at the table, and it was two flight tickets. Just as I read where we were going, he came from behind me, causing me to shriek as he kissed me on the cheeks.

  “Babe.” I giggled.

  “I wanted you right here in this spot. Took you long enough.” He chuckled.

  “You are just so amazing. I love you so much, and I am so thankful for you.” I told him.

  “Not more than I love you. A nigga is truly blessed to have you wearing his last name,” he told me. I smiled. For the first time, I was happy, truly and utterly happy with where I was in my life.

  Twenty One~ Nia

  “Five months ago, I was in a dark spot. I was lashing out at my family and friends and my man. I was angry and feeling like I was losing my sense of independence. But with my support system, I STAND here today telling you guys that this has been a long journey, and we appreciate you all for bearing with us. Welcome to our one stop shop!” I spoke, as we cut
the ribbon to our grand opening to our building.

  “Also special congrats to Mrs. Rogers who kept her secret elopement away from us. I wish you two nothing but the best and Kenzo if you fuck up, that’s yo ass Mr. Postman.” I told him.

  The people stood outside there clapping and cheering as we walked inside. I had appointments booked until I was closed, and so did my girls. I had to pull myself out that dark ass hole I was in. At first, I was ready to give up, but when Lucci and my babies walked in cheering me on, that was all I needed to motivate me.

  Our shop was decked the fuck out. Lucci had fully furnished everything that I needed, and Kenzo owned the building. I was in the middle of the shop and Vash was in the front. She was going to be cutting hair, while my good sis, Au’Brielle, had a room in the back for her tattooing and piercing. The first day we were racked up the dough. I felt so good to bring home over a thousand dollars just from nails and tips in eight hours. Lucci made it clear that I was to just stash my money, as he took care of everything else. That was fine by me, I would shop with my money, and grab stuff for the kids. I was going to have my Auntie watch the kids this weekend, and I was going to plan a special day for my man.

  I cooked my baby’s favorite seafood boil. I told him to bring his ass straight home after he was done with work. I was in my lingerie that was covered with my silk robe. He walked in on his phone, walking up to me with a concerned look. I tongued him down, as the person kept talking on his phone.

  “Alright. Yeah, just send the paperwork over to the office, and they’ll handle it immediately.” He told them, hanging up. He picked me up and sat me on the counter.

  “Look at you.” He smiled.

  “Yeah, look at me, babe.” I smiled.

  “Looking like a snack.” He licked his lips.

  “Don’t you wanna eat first?” I asked him.

  “Yeah.” He took his shirt off, and pushed me down on the counter, before feasting on my deprived pussy. I had been longing and waiting for this day. I cocked my legs up so fast, spreading them as far as I could, putting my hand on his head. I felt like I was in the clouds, on a nice ride. I held his head in place as he sucked and pleasured my clit. My eyes watered as my release, that had been backed up for months, finally, was allowed to let go.

  “OHH MY FUCKING GOODNESS!” I screamed. He kept making all these noises, slurping my juices up, and it was driving me insane. Finally, he sat up and pulled his hard dick out. I turned around so that my head was hanging off the counter slightly, as he quickly steered his dick in my warm mouth.

  “Fuck, Nia, shit, girl.” He grunted, as he stroked my mouth like it was a pussy.

  “Shit, girl. You gone make me bust.” I couldn’t talk, or say shit, hell I had a mouth full of dick, literally.

  “Turn yo ass back around.” He stepped back and helped me. I smiled at him as he reinserted himself into my wet walls, that devoured him upon entrance. I tossed my head back in ecstasy.

  “Yes, baby.” I moaned out.

  “Fuck, girl. I missed my pussy.” He groaned.

  “Oh, I missed this dick, baby. Oh I’m finna cum.” I screamed.

  “Damn, already?” He moaned, as he steadily stroked me.

  “Yes, yes. Please, please!” I screamed, as my soul left my body.

  “Please what?” He bit his lip. I couldn’t say shit, because I didn’t know why I was begging, or what I was begging for. I just kept busting back to back like a gun.

  After we finished going round for round, I warmed up our food and we ate. We showered and got in the bed with him rolling up. He fired up his blunt, and took a few pulls, before passing it to me. I took a few pulls, passing it back as I started coughing. Wasn’t long before I was good and high, like the good ol days.

  “Thank you, bae. For everything.” I rubbed my hands through his hair.

  “I ain’t done shit.” He laughed.

  “No, you’ve always been by my side. My homie, lover, friend, and protector. I love you, and I’m grateful for everything you’ve done for me.” I told him.

  “Fucking with a boss, I done bossed yo life up. But nah, I love you too, and I’m grateful for you, baby.” He joked.

  “I guess you did boss my life up a little bit, huh? Well, we kind of bossed each other up.” I smirked.

  “Whatever helps you sleep at night, kid.” He joked.

  I was so happy with where my life was. I had been at my lowest point in my life so I knew what it felt like to climb literally. I had been through hell and back and was just thankful I was alive to tell the story. I was happily engaged to the crazy man of my dreams and I had two beautiful children. I was going through the process of adopting E’mauni because her momma was out here bad on drugs. As long as there was air in my lungs, I was going to forever protect my family by any means necessary.

  Lucci

  “Meet me at the spot on 23rd street.” Kenzo hung up.

  I crept out in the middle of the night while the whole house was sleep. I was strapped and ready to knock this nigga’s block off. I drove in silence toward the abandoned building on 23rd. I pulled around a couple of blocks before putting my hood on and heading through the back way. I walked in, and Kenzo and Shyloh were standing there looking down at two niggas tied up to a chair. I walked up to Shyne, untying him. Nobody said shit. I wanted to beat this nigga’s ass, then chop him up in pieces.

  “Wassup, bitch? You got one shot to knock me out. I ain’t gon’ shoot you or nothing. I want my ones with you. You beat my ass, you can walk out the door.” I told him. This nigga ain’t let me finish before sneaking me with a right hook that only grazed me, as I ducked. He rushed me, swinging wildly, before I finally hit him with a two-piece body combo, instantly stopping him in his tracks. I was trying to beat that nigga to death with my own hands. He was on the ground coughing and wheezing, as I stood over him. I shook my head.

  “You already knew how this was gon’ end. So why did you even try?” I asked.

  “You took the only bitch I ever loved. You took over my turf, and she took that money from me. I’ll see you in hell, bitch!” He went to spit, but I chuckled.

  “Yo fucking wife took that money from you, but too bad you were too fucking stupid to figure that shit out.” I told him. The look on his face was priceless as I slit his throat.

  “I guess you can ask her about it in hell.” I stood and kicked Mike over in his chair. I stomped on this nigga head like he was fucking roach that wouldn’t die. Blood was pouring from somewhere. I started just stabbing this nigga, over and over. Mike had to die, he put his fucking hands on my seed, and then called her a sexy little girl. The nigga had to go, the world was a better place with out him. I grabbed the lighter fluid, drenching both of them niggas in it, before starting a human roast.

  It had been a rough few months for me and my family. But like I always told them, I was gon’ hold them down, regardless. Nia was forever gon’ be my lady, that’s why I put a ring on it. Looking at her thick ass getting ready to go into work now I stood up and closed the bedroom door, cause E’mauni’s nosy ass stayed trying to bust in the door when I was dicking Nia down. Nia tried to hurry up and close the bathroom door, but I stuck half my body in it.

  “Gone, LUCCI!” She screamed, with a huge smile on her face.

  “Come on, bae, just let me put the tip in.” I laughed.

  “You hear how you sound?! NO!” She fussed, as I walked in behind her scary ass.

  “I’m not playing with you.” She stood there.

  “And I ain’t playing with you, bend yo ass over.” I told her, and she happily obliged.

  “Look at you, talking about get out and no, but so quick yo bend over.” I teased her, as I pulled my shorts down before running up in her warm walls.

  “Oh, fuck me, baby.” She moaned out, propping her leg up on the sink. I started digging deep, as her juices started dripping down my balls.

  “Fuck, girl, you and this pussy gon’ be the death of me.” I groaned.

  “I�
�m bouta cum.” She moaned, and started tossing that ass back. I matched her little ass stroke for stroke. I grabbed a handful of her hair and started drilling her shit.

  “Fuck, fuck fuck. I’m cumming, you, ohhh, I’m cumming!” She screamed, and started hitting me.

  “Fuck, I’m about to nut. Shit.” I busted all in her pussy that was milking me dry. I pulled her all the way to me, looking at her in the mirror, kissing her on the cheek.

  “I love you. Now you can start yo day off right!” I smacked her on the ass, and walked off. I got in the shower, handling my hygiene.

  “Make sure you drop Nauri off on time today. My auntie said she got somewhere to be.” She snapped, as I got out the shower.

  “Alright, Cruella, damn.” I joked.

  “I’ll show you Cruella.” She raised an eyebrow.

  “Whatever, man. Wassup, boy? Yo momma could’ve at least got you dressed.” I said, picking his naked ass up. I shook my head, this lil nigga was bad as hell. I got him dressed and made him a bottle, before dropping his little ass off to Auntie Nash’s house. I threw her a couple hundreds, before pulling up on Shyloh. He got in my whip and I asked him about who these niggas we were linking with. They were three brothers, trying to negotiate some shit with us about our foreign car exchange.

  We pulled up to the building and got out. Walking in, security patted us down, and told us we couldn’t come in with our guns. I told him then I wasn’t fucking coming in. But somebody came down and told him we were straight and to come on in. I walked in and we got on the elevator. As soon as we stepped out, we were faced with security again. They smirked at us, before allowing us in where these three niggas sat. They all stuck out to me, but when this nigga stood up and walked in front of the desk, I realized something wasn’t right.