Bossed Up By A Billionaire Thug Page 9

  “Wassup?” He asked.

  “You tell me, have you been getting my messages or calls, Kenzo? What the hell?” I asked.

  “You at home?” He asked.

  “Yeah.” I answered.

  “Alright, I’m about to pull up on you.” He said, and I hung up. I put on some sweats, along with my t-shirt I had on, because I just knew he was going try to fuck, but it wasn’t happening. We needed to talk. Twenty minutes later, he was knocking on my door. I snatched it open, letting him in. I plopped on the couch, and he tried to lean down to kiss me, and I turned my head, he forcefully turned my head toward him, and I scowled at him.

  “Don’t come in here trying to kiss me, fuck me, and then leave me. I’m not your slide, piece of pussy, or none of that shit. You not communicating with me for an entire week is absurd, Kenzo. Why? Are you okay? What did I do to deserve this treatment?” I asked, and he stared at me.

  “Nothing to say?” I asked.

  “Not really.” He said, nonchalantly.

  “You know how I feel about you.” He started.

  “No, I don’t, how do you feel about me?” I questioned him.

  “Angel.” He started.

  “You know, you used to show me you cared about me. But it was like once we started really feeling each other, you pulled back.” I called him on his shit. He stood up and I did too.

  “I’m not about to sit here and listen to this shit. You stressing a nigga out for no reason. I obviously care about you.” He yelled.

  “You obviously like fucking me. That much is clear, but I don’t know about you caring about me at this point.” I yelled back at him. He stood there towering over me, and I took in his blank expression. I got emotional, because I was in love with someone who didn’t love me back. It was a painful feeling.

  “Here I am, falling head over heels in love with you. Everything about you, and you don’t even care about me, or my feelings.” A tear dropped, and he went to wipe it, but I swatted his hand away.

  “Just leave. I’m hurt now. But I’ll get over this heartbreak, thank you for the phenomenal sex. You actually had me fooled, thinking you were making love to me, when all I was to you was a piece of ass.” I spat.

  “You not just a-” He started, but I cut him off.

  “Just stop. LEAVE!” I screamed at him. He looked at me with a sad expression, before walking passed me, slowly striding out the door. I sat there with tears running down my face, because I told him to leave, but I wanted him to fight for me, for us. Express himself, and he didn’t even put up a fight. I wiped my tears and shrugged it off. I would be okay. I always was.

  “Hey.” I walked in the shop, straight to the back as usual, taking off my coat and stuff. I went through the motions, completing my appointments and two walk ins. I headed home after grabbing some food to cook. When I walked upstairs, there was a lady standing by my apartment. I frowned, instantly pulling out my pepper spray with my free hand.

  “Can I help you?” I frowned.

  “It depends, is your name Au’Brielle Monae Scott?” She asked.

  “Who wants to know?” I asked.

  “Aubrey Monique Jems. Your mother.” She said, with tears in her eyes. I dropped my groceries as she hugged me tightly. I couldn’t believe it. After all these years, I finally found her, or she found me.

  “Mom?” I started crying.

  “Yes, Au’Brielle. Mommy’s baby.” She held me tight as we rocked back and forth.

  Of course, I invited her in. She was so beautiful, and we shared a few facial features. I was the perfect mixture of her and my father.

  “I can’t believe after almost seventeen years, I found my baby girl.” She cried.

  “I know, would you like anything to drink or eat?” I asked.

  “Nothing, no, I’m fine.” She said. I sat down across from her.

  “You are everything I thought you’d be. You’re simply beautiful, sweetie.” She smiled.

  “Thanks, Mom.” I smiled back.

  “I’m sorry I’m so emotional. It’s just that you are my only child, and you were taken from me. It was nothing I could do about it.” She grabbed a couple of Kleenex off the coffee table. She went on to tell me how my father lied and manipulated his way into getting sole custody, so he wouldn’t have to pay child support. She lived an hour and a half away. She went to school and worked as an accountant. We talked about everything under the sun, and I told her she could stay here while she was in town. We cooked, and just really got to know each other. We were in my living room watching a movie, when she kissed my forehead.

  “Thank you, God, for bringing my baby girl and I back together.” She told me. I couldn’t agree more. This was right on time.

  Eleven ~ Niatia

  “I didn’t know how to tell you. I’m sorry.” I told Vash. I had finally figured out a way to tell her that Lani had been skimming money from their hair business. I just blurted it out.

  “I know.” She nodded and hugged me.

  “Thanks for keeping it a buck with me. I’ve known a little over a month now. The funny part is, she starting to get greedy with the shit. It’s crazy, I never thought my own blood would do me like this.” She shook her head.

  “I think it’s just best y’all separate and do y’all own thing at this point.” I told her, honestly.

  “I agree.” She nodded.

  “I just can’t believe she would do this. It was supposed to be us three. Going to the top together. She fucked it up for us.” I rolled my eyes.

  “You already know how she is. Hell, I did too, but I just never thought she’d do this to me, you know? But hey, it is what it is at this point. I find it crazy how she been hooping and hollering about how close I been getting with Brie. But I’ve known Brie a short amount of time, and she’s done more shit for me than Lani has ever done. Like, that’s my bitch, I know y’all might feel some type of because-” Vash went to say, but I interrupted her.

  “I don’t feel no type of way, sis. I personally like Au’Brielle, and I feel like we’ll all be a force to be reckoned with. We could open our own one stop shop. You cutting hair, me doing nails, and her tattooing.” I laughed, and Vash stared at me like I had just spoke her language.

  “Wait, what? Bitch, yes.” She exclaimed.

  “Yes, what?” I raised an eyebrow.

  “That’s the perfect idea. I never wanted to work in a male shop anyway. I wanted to get my own small shop, bitch, you so damn smart!” She exclaimed. I sat there scratching my head.

  “I was joking. You know I don’t do nails anymore.” I told her.

  “Well, bitch, you need to start back, and go back to get your certification and license so we can be legit with our shit. Why don’t you do mine now? I know you rusty.” She smirked. I frowned.

  “I haven’t did nails in so long, Vash.” I said.

  “You’s a lie, cause yo nails stay dipped and whipped.” She pointed out. I laughed, because she had called me on my shit. My nails were naturally a nice length, so I would just do a manicure, or an overlay, and go from there.

  “I gotta pull out all my shit.” I told her, standing. She looked as though she didn’t care. I had been working at Walmart, but I managed to get my own shit, and my own place, with the extra coins I got from Lucci. I was super proud of myself, for the first time in my life, I was standing on my own two feet. As I pulled out everything I needed from my closet, I got started on Vash’s nails. When I was with Shyne, I would use his card to order me whatever polish, drill, or whatever, I needed to do my nails. After while, he took his card, because he knew the potential I held.

  Vash was really serious about this shop. She even planned a sleep over next month, so we could get our thoughts together, and she could brainstorm as well. We just were chilling, laughing, and talking, with the music on as I got her nails together. When I finished, she sat there smiling hugely.

  “Cousin, you are truly gifted.” She smiled.

  “Aww, thanks, pooh.” I told her. />
  “You need to get serious about doing nails.” She spoke. I nodded.

  “Instead of that bullshit ass Walmart job. Yes, I’m so excited for this. I can’t wait.” She exclaimed. I nodded.

  After I posted the picture of her nails, I literally, had inboxes from everybody. I couldn’t believe it. I went to the store to grab an appointment book, and I was just going to have to do it at my dinner table, or at the table at Vash’s house, until I got the money for my table. It had slipped my mind, because I was trying to get my furniture and stuff, but fuck it. I just wanted to start doing nails. I had went to this tech school to see how much it would be for me to go to school to get certified. The program was twelve months, but also was fifteen thousand dollars. After financial aid, I would still owe 7g’s. Shit, I enrolled anyway, didn’t know how I was going to stay afloat, but I would figure it out. The less shit I had in my house, the better off it would be, that way, no one would try and come back to rob me.

  It was like once I did ten customers, everybody was calling me. I hadn’t seen my baby love, E’mauni, nor had I seen my damn man, in a few weeks. He had been in and out of town, and I had been busting my ass off trying to save up. When I was done, I had made almost five hundred dollars. I did nails from sun up to sun down. I got in the shower, and as soon as I stepped out, it was a knock at my door. I hurriedly put on my robe before going to answer the door. If it was a customer, I was going to cut the fuck up. Why are you at my gotdamn door so late? I snatched it opened, and it was Lucci standing there with a fro, smiling. I smiled hugely at him, before hugging him. He picked me up, walked inside my apartment, closing and locking the door as I sucked on his lips and neck. He sat me on my kitchen counter, standing in between my legs.

  “Got damn, girl.” He laughed. I didn’t know if it was the fact that I hadn’t seen much of him lately, or if he was just looking that good.

  “You smell good enough to eat.” He groaned in my ear, sucking my neck, before pulling back glaring down at me. That was all my homegirl down below needed to hear, because she was leaking like a faucet, as I leaned back and spread my legs like a dog in heat.

  “Wanna see if I taste just as good as I smell?” I asked. He smirked, before taking his shirt off, and throwing it in my face, before lowering himself face to face with my leaking pussy. As soon as he started sucking on my clit, I was going insane. I grabbed a handful of his hair, before grinding on his face, bucking.

  “Oh, daddy. Oh, fuck yes. Eat this pussy, nigga.” I moaned out in ecstasy. I was in heaven as I exploded all over his beard. He stood up and it was dripping, I stared up at him in awe. This nigga was so damn fine, with his tatted chest and arms. I was past turned on, as he slowly slid inside me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, it felt amazing.

  “Baby.” I whined out.

  “Shit, you been holding my shit hostage. Fuck, baby.” He groaned, biting his bottom lip, before slowly stroking me. He reached down and untied my robe, allowing my titties to jiggle freely.

  “Ahhh. Ohhh,” I moaned, as he leaned down to suck my nipples. He started to speed up and go a little deeper. My mouth was slightly ajar as he pounded my spot, causing me to continue to cover his dick with my juices.

  “HUNH. I’M CUMMING, BABY!” I screamed, as he steady pounded.

  “Make that shit run down my legs then. Come on, let that motherfucker out. Bitches been stressing my baby out, let that bitch go.” He coaxed me, as I sat there shaking and cumming. He put his leg up on the counter, digging deep as hell, as I sat on my forearms, legs cocked as far as they could go. He kept stroking me, staring at me, and I think we were driving each other crazy seeing who would cave first. He caressed my neck as we stared at each other, and I lost it.

  “Fuck, I love you, E’mauri. Fuck, bae, fuck me, fuck me.” I chanted.

  “Shit, I’m nutting, fuck. Got damn. Shit. Fuck, girl.” He tongued me down with so much passion.

  “You love me, E’mauri?” I looked up at him. He stared down at me with this unreadable expression.

  “I don’t know, Nia, I ain’t-” He started, and I instantly smacked my lips, and pushed him off me.

  “Damn!” He frowned. I stumbled, making my way to the shower to clean up. I hurriedly washed up and was in my feelings. Falling head over heels for E’mauri was never the intention but shit, he was a great man, and father, it was hard not to. He climbed in the shower behind me, and I went to get out, but he put his arm up.

  “Move.” I told him, and he pushed my short ass against the cold shower tile.

  “You just walk away from somebody who was in the middle of expressing themselves to you.” He stated evenly.

  “Because it’s a yes or no question.” I yelled at him.

  “Stop yelling at me like I’m a kid. I’m a grown ass man.” He snapped.

  “Well, act like it!” I screamed. He choked my ass up against the tile once again before staring down at me.

  “I’m not no little ass boy, or yo ex nigga. You don’t talk to me like that, do I yell at you? No, cause yo ass would start crying, but that ain’t gon’ do shit. It’s not gon’ get us nowhere.” He snapped.

  “Grow up and communicate like an adult.” He continued. Before letting me go, washing up, and getting out. I turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing my towel. He stood in front of the mirror, using my shea butter, staring at himself. His face was all disgruntled. His words kept replaying over, and over, as I walked behind him hugging him, apologizing. He just ignored me, before getting in the bed, while I just stood there looking at him. I climbed in the bed after putting on my lotion, and hugged E’mauri from behind.

  “I’m sorry, E’mauri.” I told him.

  “I don’t know shit about love. My entire life, I never loved nobody, and nobody ever showed me love.” He told me. I sat there quietly, just comforting him.

  “The only lady that was supposed to love me, gave me up for drugs. I ain’t never knew who my pops was, and I’m the only child. I ain’t never felt love, or nothing like that, from no one, let alone a woman.” He said.

  “E’Mauri.” I started, and he turned around to face me. That shit he just dropped in my lap almost had me in tears. I just couldn’t believe it, how could a mother just turn her back on her child like that? He stared at me with his pain filled eyes. All I wanted to do was to love on him, as much as he would let me.

  “I ain’t never felt like this about nobody else, not even the bitch that took my virginity. I’m trying, baby, but you gotta understand this shit ain’t easy for me to let you love me. But also, understand, and know that I don’t want nobody else but you, beautiful. You hear me?” He said, and I gave him a small smile before nodding.

  “Nah, I need to hear that shit.” He wrapped his long arm around me, before sucking my cheek.

  “Stop!” I told him, but I already knew I was gon’ have to wear some make up tomorrow, because this nigga played too much.

  “For real though. You got me, baby, all of me.” He kissed me. I kissed him back, smiling.

  “Okay. You got me too, and you can count on me for anything. I’m about to be really busy the next twelve months with school, but I’ll make time for us.” I told him. He frowned.

  “School?”

  “Yeah. To get my license and certification for being a nail technician instead of a hood bitch doing nails.” I said. He chuckled.

  “Dayum, look at my little Cheech Chong Black China baby.” He smirked.

  “I keep telling you about that.” I told him.

  “I don’t give a fuck. When you start?” He asked. I told him all the details and he nodded. I didn’t tell him about the part of me not knowing how I was going to pay the rest of it off, because I was going to figure it out. I felt really good sitting here talking with him. Him confessing how he felt, only made me love him more.

  ***

  “So, we are finishing school around the same time. In the meantime, stack every nickel, penny, and promote each other.” Vash said. She was in l
ike, coach mode, or something. Au’Brielle nodded in agreement.

  “I think it’d be dope as hell. I’ll continue learning everything I can from Zeus, and building my clientele, while getting my certification to become a piercer as well.” Brie nodded.

  “Right. I’m so serious about this.” Vash added.

  “Me too. I think we can do it. I think it’s gon’ be dope as fuck, a one stop shop.” I added.

  “I can’t wait. Can I just say how grateful I am of you two? I’ve never really had friends growing up, and it’s just amazing having girlfriends like y’all. I appreciate y’all.” Au’Brielle said. I smiled.

  “Awww, I appreciate you too, friend.” Vash said.

  We started making small talk, and Brie was telling us about her mom showing up when she honestly needed her most. She said they were getting along great, and her mom was supposed to be moving closer to town, so they could see each other more. I thought it was amazing that she and her mom linked up after all these years, and were close as hell, even though her scraggly ass daddy tried to break them apart.

  “You know she came right on time, I had just broken up with someone, who I thought would be in my life forever.” She had this sad look on her face.

  “Wait, the guy from that one night when we were out to eat?” I asked.

  “Yeah, everything was going good, and he treated me great. But I told him I loved him, and he froze up, like, he started pulling back, treating me like a hoe.” She started. I frowned.

  “Like a hoe? What the fuck you mean, like a hoe?” I snapped, getting pissed for her.

  “Like, I don’t know. He would just fuck the shit outta me, like, when he realized he was making love to me, he would like, snap. Then instantly start banging my brains out, I don’t know. Kenzo is complicated as fuck, but I’m just going to pick up the pieces, and move on.” She exhaled. Vash spit her drink out when she said Kenzo, I was on the same shit.