KEVAH'S POVI make my way over to the trio. “Adrian," I fling my arms around my stepfather. I can feel his tension evaporating in my embrace. “Eva, I missed you so much, sweetheart."“I missed you too. Now, where's mama?"“She is getting ready as we speak."“Adrian you know mama. If you don't tell her to hurry up she'll take hours to find the right shoes."“You're right. Let me go grab her," he kisses my cheek. “It's wonderful to see you, Kevah," he beams, then runs upstairs. “Thanks, sis," Ella hugs me. “Papa was gonna tear Harry a new one," she exhales. “You're welcome," I pull away. “You look gorgeous, Ella," I praise as I admire the gold sequenced dress that fits her like a glove. It's off the shoulders, and it stops mid-thigh. The back is low cut, providing us with a view of her bareback, and of course, the cleavage is on full display.Her gold shoes and clutch matches perfectly with her pixie dust makeup and her short black curls fall below her ears. “Thank you and you look
Kevah's right eye twitches like it is undergoing a muscle spasm.Emanuele is thrilled and intrigued as his eyes connect with Kevah's. He lives for this sifting of excitement, and he embraces it with open arms — and possibly a stiff dick.He chuckles to himself. Not merely that, but he plans on having so much fun with the incandescent beauty his eyes are busy fucking. He almost didn't notice the other people inhabiting the room. Kevah's dress looks so immaculate on her body; hugging her curves like a satin glove while exposing the appropriate extent of flesh at all the places he wishes to kiss; her collarbone, her thighs, her cleavage, and those lips of hers are making him weak.The glorious fabric is nothing compared to the golden glow of her skin. She is perfection, and he desires her. He needs to have her sweating under him while he pumps between her legs.Kevah is standing there looking like a fish out of water. The unchewed piece of carrot is visible for the universe to see as h
KEVAH'S POV“I love the view." I hear him express as we force our way upstairs. “Five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a kitchen, dining area, sitting space, washroom, a small office that Adrian and mama share, and a small library — yeah, it's a pretty nice house," I say nonchalantly.My stepfather has been the principal of Valley Christian high for 19 years and mama is a Food and Nutrition teacher there for 21 years. They bought this house when I was 10 years old.I am trying to not act embarrassed, but who the fuck am I kidding? I just almost choked to death in presence of the hottest guy I've ever met — too bad he is so freaking conceited. I reach the top of the stairs, and he captures me by my wrists and swiftly pins me against the wall, placing my hands above my head.“I wasn't speaking about the house, Principessa," he breathes into my ear. “Then what were you talking about, Mr. Corleone?" I tease.He leans in closer to me. I feel his eyelashes caressing the side of my face. His pe
KEVAH'S POV I blink rapidly as I listen to Emanuele explain to me about his encounter with that woman at the airport. He is being a bit vague, but it is still an odd story like he is leaving out a major detail. “So, you are telling me that's how people greet you in your country? That's weird, ASF," I laugh. “You must be from a primitive village then, where people reside in tents and hunt with spears and bows and arrows."“And again you insult me. Just so you know people would have your head if you were in my country, and they hear you speaking to me like this," Emanuele smirks while he rubs a hand on the back of his neck.“Whatever, your highness," I mock him, but my words seem to cause him to tense. “What — are you offended by that, too?"“Ah, let's just talk about these now, I do want to understand the story behind it," he holds my panties in front of my face. “You are one strange guy, Manny." We both laugh. “If I tell you, you have to promise not to judge me."“Cross my heart an
KEVAH'S POV “I really can't do this." I push him away. “Ok," he uncurls my foot from around his abdomen.Ok — that's it?“Wait — what are you doing?" I ask, totally upset that he is not begging me to fuck him.“You said no, and I believe that when a woman says no or stop, she means it. Plus your family will wonder where we are so long, you should go so I can freshen up."Who is this guy — Prince Charming?He is fucking crazy if he thinks I'm leaving now after he destroyed my pipe. Lord only knows I'm leaking like a faulty faucet. The fact that he is being considerate about me saying no, makes me want to say yes all over again. Heartbreak here I come.I conquer him again with my thick thighs, then I haul him in for a kiss.He tears away. “Kevah Pierce, you are a frustrating woman," he smiles, then he holds the back of my neck and places his other hand on the mirror behind me. “If we do this, you are mine, you got that, Principessa?"“Y–yes," I nod my head.“Good."He kisses my neck
The intensity of the atmosphere is thicker than a Chinese sponge cake as Trevor and Manny begin a power-staring contest.Trevor didn't appreciate what Manny had said about his eyebrows. “What are you trying to say, Emanuele?" Trevor's eyes scan Manny's face, thinking to himself how rude he is. “I'm not trying to say anything, Trevor. I simply asked you a question," Manny holds his knife and fork, then cuts a piece of the steak. He takes a bite and hums. “Mr. Brown, this is delicious." Manny is working his hardest not to get into an argument with Trevor.“Thanks, Manny, and for the last time, it's Adrian." It still upset Trevor, he considers he has to defend his masculinity. “So what if I wax my eyebrows, chest, and legs — it doesn't mean I'm less than a man than you," Trevor sucks his teeth.Manny looks at him while he chews on the collard greens. “TMI."“So, Trevor, what's it like being a weather reporter?" Kevin quickly steps in. He knows that Manny is a world-class debater, and T
Manny is fuming, his face red with irritation, and smoke is coming from his ears. “Seriously? She will make you look better on your arm — you motherfucker."“Manny! — language and why do you hate Trevor so much," Gwyneth scolds. “I apologize to you all, and I don't hate him."“Bro, you kinda do," Kevin adds. “Maybe a little," Manny confesses. “Why?" Kevah asks. Manny's eyes slowly find hers again.“Yeah, why? I have done nothing to you," Trevor mumbles.“Maybe it's because you remind me of robots and I hate robots."“Robots?" Trevor raises an eyebrow at him.“Yes. The way you spoke about Kevah just now seems forced — almost like you are giving one of your weather reports."“And what's wrong with that? Are you suggesting I don't know how to speak to women because I get plenty?"“I don't dispute that fact. You are a handsome fellow, but I'm saying you don't possess what it takes to be a woman like Kevah's epic love."“Now Manny let's not get carried away. Kevah is a lucky girl that a
It's minutes after midnight and still no word from Adrian. The ambulance arrived less than three minutes after they were called. Gwyneth was carted off to the hospital along with Adrian. He instructed the kids to stay put; he was a bit upset with the girls for shocking their mother in the manner they did. “Eva, you're gonna wear a hole in the floor," Kevin hisses. “I can't help it. If Mama dies, I'll never forgive myself." Kevah continues to trot in worry. She thought she acted selfishly for knowingly giving her mother such awful news in such a horrible manner.A painful pang seeps its way into her heart. She feels like she will pass out any second. If only she could turn back time, she would have just bitten her tongue and let her mother talk down to her. She blames Manny, something about him drives her to stand up for herself, but she chose the wrong occasion to do so. Now her mother may die because of her. “How could you drop a bomb like that on your mother?" Trevor demands.
KEVAH'S POVI am exhausted by the time I stopped crying. My eyes are swollen, but the pain is still there, loud inside my chest. The sky is getting dark now, and I soon have to make my way back to my mother’s house where Manny is waiting for me. But I don't want to see Mama. I just can't deal with her. I don't think Mama likes me. I think she's ashamed of me, the fact that I am on the heavier side, but aren't parents supposed to love their children unconditionally? Regardless of their colour, height, weight or sexual preferences? Mama is such a hypocrite for someone who goes to church and holler out praise the Lord every Sunday. I scoff and my tummy makes a roaring sound. My body is telling me that it’s hungry, but I just don't feel like eating.I am lying on the grass hugging grandma's tombstone when I hear the faint footsteps of someone coming. I smell his cologne before I see him. Manny smiles at me lightly with concern in his eyes. I feel so bad bringing him into my fucked up worl
KEVAH'S POVSo here we are, inside my mother's house with Manny. We are here to tell her and Adrian that we are getting married. It is the twins' idea. They claimed that if I got married without Mama's blessing, then I'd never forgive myself. So as I said, here we are sitting in Mama's living room, waiting for Adrian to convince her to come out of her bedroom and face us. I can hear their hushed tones growing louder. Adrian must have won the argument because I see Mama coming downstairs toward us. My body shivers, and Manny squeezes my palm tighter. “Don't be nervous, Principessa, it will all be OK.”I just nod my head and blew out the breath I was holding. Mama is wearing her dockers pants with a caramel flip-flop and a neat white crushed blouse is stuck inside the waist of her pants, accentuating her slim figure. Manny and I stand up as Mama and Adrian enter the living room. Before I can get a word in, Mama starts to shoot out accusations.“You're pregnant, aren't you?” Her eyes r
EMANUELE'S POVThe ache inside my chest was swift and sharp, throbbing like a rotten tooth. Sighing, I peek out the small oval window to my direct left. The sky reminds me of a kaleidoscope of colours, like bottles of spilt paint on a canvas. I wonder what Kevah is doing right now. Is she crying? Does she miss me? I know I miss her already. I wish I had more time with her. More time with her incredible mouth and her sharp hazel eyes that could stop a meter shower if she stared at it too long. What are you doing, Manny? Breathe, I coax myself. Pulling on the collar of my shirt like that will make me breathe better. I let out a strangled sigh. It's only a few months, I will see her in no time, I tell myself.Passengers are still boarding, and I wait for sleep to consume me. Resting my head on the headrest, trying to get the pain of not seeing my Kevah for months off my mind. “Hello, Emanuele," A sweet female voice jolts me forward. I narrow my eyes at her, trying to figure out where I
JULY 12TH, 2016The past two days have been a blur. Kevah still hasn't given Manny her answer, so she invites the twins over while Manny goes out with Kevin for drinks.She thought maybe the twins could shed some light on the situation, but of course, she was wrong. "I can't marry him Saturday. That's like four days from now. It's way too soon," she whines to the twins. "Girl I don't know about you, but I'd be all over that man candy right now," Lana says while she snacks on a grape. "Lana is right. I'd be sitting on his face right now enjoying my honeymoon," Ella giggles. "I'm serious, you guys. Do you think he'll be mad if I tell him I wanna wait a few months?" Kevah asks. "From what I've seen, that man loves you so much, he'll do anything you tell him to," Ella states. "Yeah, he'd suck a fart out of your ass if he thinks it'll make you happy," Lana adds. The three sisters erupt in laughter. "Thanks, guys. I will let him know when he's back. By the way, Kevin got the DNA resu
Kevin is sitting in Bobbette's small, cozy living room. The brown couch is comfortable and smells like Lysol. He leans back, resting his head on the softness. He is nervous; he is about to meet Kevlyn, his daughter. Bobbette wanted to wait for the right time, but Kevin couldn't wait to meet her. He knows in his heart that she is his. “Mommy, do I have to?" He hears a sweet little voice whine. “Yes, Kevlyn. You have an important visitor, and he is here to see you."“But why? I don't want to meet this person."“Kevlyn Pierce, you stop it right now and behave yourself," Bobbette says sternly.“What if he doesn't like me?" Kevlyn asks and Kevin's heart melts. She is afraid he won't like her, but he already loves her from the moment he saw her beautiful eyes in that photo.“It's impossible sweetie for anyone not to like you. You are awesome."“Really mommy?"“Really. Now come on. It's rude to keep our guests waiting."Kevin sees Bobbette exiting the room to the left. She is so beautiful
An hour later and Manny still isn't back. Where the fuck is he? I pace around my apartment. The purple wallpaper peeling from the wall. The thick pink rug that my feet are buried on does little to comfort my anxiety. I sit on the only piece of furniture in the living area, a dark brown settee that I got at a flea market for sixty bucks, and I wait for Manny to return. I shake my knees and bite my fingernails. What if someone mugged him? What if they stab him and leave him on the street to die?Oh God!I can't just sit here like this. I need to go find him.I go to my underwear drawer and I take out my weapon. I check to see if it's good to go. The black SIG P369 fits perfectly in my hand. I grab my jacket and throw it on. I walk back to the living room, and then I see the front door being slowly pushed open. I point my gun. Many women had been raped in this building and I will kill a perv before they rape me. I hold my breath, and then I see Manny step through the door with his su
KEVAH'S POVI swallow my spit to wet my dry throat. Manny exits the car and comes around the passenger's side to help me out of the station wagon. I don't want him to think I'm weak or broken, but I let him help. What my mama did to me, what she said to me, opened my third eye. Not everyone who is blood is family. My mama was never my mother. She is my pain, my shame, and the reason for all my problems. I have worked so hard just to hear her say; I love you, or I'm proud of you. But no matter how hard I try, it's never enough. Manny takes my hand and heaves me to my feet, and as soon as our skin touches, all my worries melt away. I can't believe I've only known him for two days, and I am already madly in love with him. We walk up to the glass doors of the old apartment complex. I punch in the security code and the doors open. Manny and I step inside the building, and we see Eddie, the security guard, but really he is the apartment thief. "Hey Kevah, who is your friend?" The old f
EMANUELE'S POV“Yay Mama's home!" Really, — that's what she chooses to say instead of giving me an answer? Maybe she didn't hear me.“Kevah, did you just hear what I said?" I ask. “We all heard you, Manny," Kevin announces as he gets up and rushes to greet his mother. “Mama, we were so worried about you. Are you ok?" Kevin hugs his mom. “Yes, KJ. Now help me to the couch," she tells him as she slips her hand through Kevin's elbow. “It's good to see you, mama," Ella sits next to Gwyneth and huddles up to her left while Lana snuggles up to her right. “My sweet girls. Don't worry about your mama, I'm stronger than I look." Gwenyth kisses their temples. “Yes you are, mama," Lana whispers. “Wait! Am I invisible?" Adrian chuckles, placing his hands on his hips.“We missed you too, papa," the twins say in unison. I am still staring at Kevah who is glaring at her mother. Kevah clears her throat and shudders to her feet. She fiddles with her fingers nervously, as she walks up to Gwynet
Both of them are panting and heaving, not to mention satisfied. "I guess I won," Manny chuckles against her lips. "What? We came at the same time," Kevah corrects him."I'm pretty sure you came seconds before me. Your dangerously tight pussy spasming around my fingers was what pulled that explosion out of me," Manny says while he rubs his nose against hers. Kevah thinks about it for a moment, then she sighs in defeat. "Ok, you win." She closes her eyes while Manny traces her face with his thumb. "You think they know what we just did?" Manny says, referring to the twins. He is afraid to turn around to face them. "No, we were careful, plus they are too obsessed with Dean Winchester to be focused on us.""Ok then." Manny continues to caress Kevah's face. "So did you enjoy that, Principessa?" "Yes, that was the best orgasm I've ever experienced," Kevah tells him truthfully. Manny pauses. He finds that strange. Why would she say a thing like that? "And why is that? Is it because you d