Chapter 49ROYAL POVThe door to my front door creaked open, and I looked up expectantly to see who it was. My heart leaped into my throat at the idea of Kenya hitting me in the face with a surprise visit. I knew the chances of that happening were slim to none, and Kenya had the manners of an aristocrat to last her days that she wouldn't just butt into someone's house without knocking. And after what happened, I seriously doubted she'd ever step foot here. But a man can dream. All hope frizzled into a big flop when Kimberly came waltzing into the living room dressed in a shiny black evening gown, her blonde hair styled into some curls and red lipstick coating her lips. “I thought I told you to never step a foot here?” I growled from my seated position, staring at her with a defeated expression. I did not have the energy to deal with her or either of her shenanigans at the moment. She beamed at me before dropping the suit bag she’d had on her shoulder onto the couch, then walked to
ApocalypseKENYA POVGosh it hurts.It hurts so fucking much.I thought to myself as I clutched my stomach in a tight grip and groaned as the muscles of my now empty stomach jerked up and kicked whatever that was remaining of food in my stomach. The sound of my best friend gagging into the phone speaker had me chuckling after I had thrown up a fair share into the toilet, then dropped to the floor and wiped my puke-smeared mouth before groaning out loud.“Seriously girl, you need to get up and go to the doctor. That’s one hell of food poisoning you got there.” She accused into the speaker, and I breathed slowly through my nostrils as I searched for the discarded phone on the floor with my left hand.“Only if you tell me why the hell you are gagging that side.” I countered dryly, feeling so drained all I wanted was to curl up in a ball and just sleep.I was so tired. So spent.“You’ve been throwing up for the past three hours. That’s so damn unhealthy and yes, I could smell all that pu
Freedom ROYAL POVThe cold rain pour felt like a soothing elixir against my heated, inflamed body as I walked out of the house and into the black, dark night.Everything inside of me hurt. It felt like I had swallowed down on a million razors and blades and they were ripping through my throat with every intake and exhalation of breath.The black Mercedes V-class was parked a good distance from the house, and I walked slowly towards it, letting the density of the situation dawn on me with all its gloominess. It was done. And I don't think after that walk out the door, there was no going back,I had delivered what I had been dreading for this whole entire month. And I had gained my freedom. It was supposed to feel all merry like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders and that I could finally fucking breathe for the first time in a very long time. But why the hell did it feel like a part of my soul had been chipped from me? Why did I feel so empty inside?The car honked, and I st
New BeginningsKENYA POVA few days passed, and I continued wallowing in the pits of hell with pain being the highlight of my every waking moment. Nothing I did seemed to be bringing me solace or consolation I very much needed after that long crusade through hell, and each day the seed in my womb continued growing. Knowing of its existence, knowing that I was carrying a piece of me and Royal inside of me did not help at all. The fact alone was a double-edged sword, and it pierced through me so hard that I couldn’t breathe.There was a point in my life where my whole life revolved around that man, and every grail of my soul knew I would move mountains for him.Had I known how I would fall from grace and crush onto the ground into countless smithereens, I would not have been such a fool and believed true love and happily ever after existed.Or maybe they did, but I was not cut out for that.But through it all, gratitude simmered on low with Anna as she remained stoic and unmoving by my
~FOUR YEARS LATER~TennesseeKENYA POVThe disturbing rattle of the plane touching the ground pierced through the dense haze of sleep. A tiny, small, and smooth hand grazed the side of my face, pulling me further into the land of the living."Mommy? Wake up, Mommy." my eyes snapped wide open, then came into contact with a little darling. A small smile touched his face as I stared into those storm-grey eyes that were glaring at me patiently. My eyes ghosted around his face, taking in the curly razor cut that made him even more cute. I couldn't help but smile."Come here, sweetie." the little goofball jumped into my waiting arms, then rested his head on my chest, nuzzling further for cuddles. The scent of his shampoo and his existence wafted into my nostrils like a breeze of fresh air, and I found myself thanking God for gifting me such a perfect thing."I am sorry I fell asleep baby." I kissed the top of his head, grim satisfaction spreading through me as the smooth inside of his hand
Chapter 6. NostalgiaKENYA POVThe following morning came to with an empty house. A horrifying sense of Deja Vu raked over my whole body with cold fingers when I woke up staring at the ceiling of my past... It felt like I had just gotten into the wheel of time, and I was back to five years ago before things turned sour and unholy!My room was exactly how I left it; a white ceiling, cream walls, a matching carpet, and cream bed sheets. Everything was just as minimal as it had been 4 years ago, and I hated how the whole place seemed to be untouched by the hands of the clock. Even the stuffed toys I left on the floor were still there, yet the place was as neat as it could get. There was no doubt Anna kept it clean, waiting for me to lick my wounds and finally come back home.I hopped off the bed, took a small tour around the house, and let the forgotten memories wash over me like a Summer waterfall. My fingers grazed the walls, touched the shiny surfaces of our townhouse, sniffed the pil
NOT JUST A BAD DREAMROYAL POVThe back of my ear was inflamed, almost to the point of pain. But the sound of the sweetest laughter acted as a soothing balm for all kinds of pain; that I could barely register the burn on the skin. it was almost unbelievable, how her very simple existence seemed to be the were for literally all kinds of pain.I swerved the car onto another street, laughing at the joke she was trying to tell me but couldn’t, because she was too busy laughing at herself. We were drunk, and reckless as ever. Just like always, and it felt like a dream... A dream I didn't want to wake up from!Heck. That tattoo was a decision we made in the heat of the moment and never really gave it too much thought. We didn't have to, because it felt right. Etching her name on my skin was one of the things that were up there on my bucket list, and now that I had it, satisfaction was the only thing I could feel inside of me. Everything that had to do with her felt right. It felt like the w
Chapter 4: A WALK DOWN THE MEMORY LANEKENYA POVMy heart failed to function as I stared at Ivory; platinum blonde hair, a body for models, and a smile prettier than the sunset. She looked exactly the way she did. Beautiful, as though she had taken a drink of the water from the Fountain of Youth."It's really you" With a glee for days, she jumped at me and pulled me in a bear hug. I stood there frozen for a minute before I could master the courage to hug her back. "Hi!" my voice was soft, weakened by the sight of my former sister-in-law who seemed to be more than excited to see me. After a short while, she pulled back to take a good look at me. Surprise solidified when I saw tears running down her porcelain, unblemished face."How could you leave without saying anything to me?" she angrily wiped the tears before swatting my arm."Oh my God, I am so mad at you." A mixture of a sob and a chuckle fell from her lips before she threw herself at me once again, knocking the air from out of
Chapter 49ROYAL POVThe door to my front door creaked open, and I looked up expectantly to see who it was. My heart leaped into my throat at the idea of Kenya hitting me in the face with a surprise visit. I knew the chances of that happening were slim to none, and Kenya had the manners of an aristocrat to last her days that she wouldn't just butt into someone's house without knocking. And after what happened, I seriously doubted she'd ever step foot here. But a man can dream. All hope frizzled into a big flop when Kimberly came waltzing into the living room dressed in a shiny black evening gown, her blonde hair styled into some curls and red lipstick coating her lips. “I thought I told you to never step a foot here?” I growled from my seated position, staring at her with a defeated expression. I did not have the energy to deal with her or either of her shenanigans at the moment. She beamed at me before dropping the suit bag she’d had on her shoulder onto the couch, then walked to
Chapter 49: Overpass GraffitiEDEN POV The evening came and the girls were glammed as hell. Anna stood dressed in a black gown that hugged her bodice tight, pooling around her waist, her hair pulled in a tight ponytail that revealed her sharp jawline and perfect face. Her feet were clamped in black and silver Steve Madden heels, and the makeup just put everything in place. Little Luc had a white button-up shirt, black jeans, and cute white and blue Jordans. His look was complemented by sunglasses, and I died a little from his look.“Will you blame me if I were to shoot my shot at him? The man is for keeps.” Anna came spilling into my bedroom before coming to a rocking halt, her mouth dropping to the floor. “Okay?” I said twilling around and facing. “Bitch…” Her eyes roamed my entire form, glammed in a black evening gown that clung to my body like it was made to sit on me. The bodice was a corset, and from the bust was a soft material that split on my right high thigh, revealing
Chapter 47: Paradise IVKENYA POVYears ago, I used to find bliss in quite a few things. One of those being a rolled-up dollar bill and white powder in a club drumming with loud music…Meaningless sex…Recklessness. That felt like ages ago. Being a mom modeled you in quite a different way you started to view the world differently. Lately, ever since Little Luc dropped from the sky with his wings tugged on his hack, my happiness has come from simple, simple things. Be it a stroll in the park, the sound of his little laugh, and sleeping next to Anna at night. That plus pouring my heart into the keyboard and typing down the musings of my brain. Life was peaceful the way it was, and yes; there were shitty bumps here and there, but I would choose this life over everything else.“Are you done brooding over that loser and ready to get back to living?” My gaze narrowed at Anna who was curled on the couch with a book in her hand. For a reader like her, she sure hated fiction and focused on
Lunatic ROYAL POV I shut the door harder than I should have, ran a hand through my hair, and tried to ease a calming breath into my lungs. I unbuttoned my suit jacket and then pranced into the coffee shop, nodding to a few acquaintances who waved and greeted me. My muscles were heavy with liquid resentment that bubbled in my chest, the venom lapping in my mouth as I tried to go over my speech for the umpteenth time. I was going to keep this as humanly civil as I can. No fists, or losing my cool. But that wasn’t a promise. I was this close to losing every single strand of control inside of me and doing something that would either end with me dead or behind bars, and I had no nerve to even care! Hell, even right now, I could see myself gravitating to the sweet murder that threatened to yank at my sanity with every passing second. I was escorted to my seat where I dropped and ordered a glass of water. Coffee would make my heart palpitate, and anything with alcohol would send me
He’s for keeps KENYA POV We sat around the small dining table and shortly fell into comfortable chat. The guys were sitting on one side, with Luke in front of me and Frank in front of Anna. The dude had my leg trapped in his and still managed to keep a straight face. The food was mouth-watering, the spices a mixture of chili and salt, What warmed my heart, even more, was my little guy who seemed to have found his solace and comfort zone in Luke’s arms. The entire time, he remained glued to his lap, unmoving as he helped him to eat his dinner. The way he cradled his small chest with his giant hand, occasionally pulling him closer whenever he started to slip off. The way he fed him his dinner before scooping his own fork and stuffing it into his mouth. Hell… If he so much as asked me to lick his feet right now, I fucking would. And mind you, I hated feet! “Why didn’t you mention you were acquainted with Luke Donovan?” Frank asked the same question he did when first laid his eyes
PARADISE II KENYA POV “You uncultured swine!” I smacked Anna’s arm, frowning at her beautiful face. She looked like the woman everyone with a vagina aspiered to be. Long black, shiny hair pulled in a tight bun on top of her head, a black dress that hugged her perfect latino body, revealing that plump ass no amount of plastic surgery could afford. Her skin almost glowed in the dark, happiness radiating hot from her. She was happy; and that humbled me to docileness. Nothing hit harder than seeing the person you loved and cared for looking so care-free; especially when you knew the shit she went through. Anna may have been with me through all hell and rain, but that didn't mean she didn't have her own problems to worry about. And the fact that she was always with me at the simply drop of a hat always had me speechless. Just what did I do in my previous life to deserve such a golden angel guarding me? “Hey. That hurts.” She screamed massaging the reddening skin on her arm. “It s
PARADISE II Chapter 44 I have met the president before; and had a one-on-one conversation with Pope Francis. My dad attended a luncheon with Queen Elizabeth and his entire family; had us tagging along… I had no trouble looking them in the eye, answering their questions, and bombarding them with ones of my own. Yet seated in the driver’s seat as we whooshed through the evening traffic to Kenya’s house; to meet his son had me wetting my pants. Almost! It was as though I was coming face to face with Messiah on judgment day and I was going to be chowed off for the grave sins I have committed in all my lives- past and present. “You don’t have to be so tense. Tonight’s gonna be actually fun.” Kenya’s hand landed on my arm, and heat seared through the thin material of my dress shirt. The heat shot straight to my groin and my balls clenched. I eased a breath down my throat and nodded nervously. “Why the sudden change of heart?” I asked. The last time we talked about me meeting Luc,
Paradise Kenya POV "When did you know that you were actually in love with Miss Brown?" the interviewer asked and the cameras turned to our seated forms. Luke had my hand clutched in his, and I visibly tensed. His thumb came to massage my hand in reassurance. I was all jittery and antsy, yet all it took him was to look at me and brush his thumb against my hand and I felt ready to conquer the world! “It’s actually not long ago.” True. “To be exact, it was around a month ago. I did something that made her look at me like I was the worst person in the entire world, and that had me thinking twice.” Not sure about that, but I’ll tick it as true! “I was always fascinated by the way she mixed up words and created these vivid images that made her stories come to life in my head whenever I read them, which is why I proposed to work with her and adapt her stories into movies. I was a fan of hers way before she even knew my name-" SWOON! "It was strictly business at first, but the more I spen
KENYA POV Not gonna lie, there were those times I wished I had a mom; or a sister. And while I was more than blessed to have Anna in my life - since she was the literal fusion of both-, there were times I needed someone with the same DNA running through our blood. Times like this one when I was supposed to take life into my own hands and make life-changing decisions that would alter everything I had ever known. And while I valued Anna’s thoughts and opinions the most- since she was the saner one of us- more than I did mine, I wish there was someone… Just someone. These thoughts nagged me as I sat on my vanity brushing through my hair. I pulled it into the back bun and gelled it on the sides so it clung to my skull. The hairstyle was every black woman's go-to. There was no going wrong with this one. Like ever. I had a simple outfit on; a black body-con dress with black heeled sandals. The earrings were silver, and so were the rings dawning my hands. I had a small wristwatch that ju