When a Savage Falls for a Good Girl: A Crazy Hood Love

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by Tina J


  “I don’t have that kind of money sis. What about my son? I can’t lose him if I go to jail. I’m just gonna run away with him.” She ran out the office crying. By the time I got out there, she was gone.

  “Pay off the loan between the two of them, put in a claim for fraud and fix this shit.” The guy looked terrified.

  “How the fuck someone came in and put all that shit in her name is crazy. Call me when its fixed.” He nodded and we walked out to try and find Rhythm.

  “Kenron what’s going on?” I asked because this woman was now following us out the bank.

  “Get in the car.”

  “Kenron, you better answer your wife right now!” When she said that I dropped his hand.

  “Tell me she’s making that shit up.”

  “I’m not making anything up. He’s my husband and I’m trying to figure out what he’s doing with another woman.”

  “Get in the car Kalila.” I did like he said because I had no ride.

  I watched him walk over to the woman and start blacking out on her. I couldn’t understand what he was saying because it was in another language but whatever it was, made her cry. He came to the car, slammed the door and sped off. He tried to hold my hand and I snatched it away.

  “Kalila, not everything is what it seems.” He said pulling in front of my mother’s house. I saw Axel riding his bike with my mom watching.

  Is she your wife?”

  “Kalila.”

  “Is she your wife?”

  “Yes.”

  “That’s all the information I needed. Goodbye.” I grabbed the door handle.

  “Hold up. Aren’t you gonna listen to what I have to say?”

  “Once you verified her being your wife, there’s no need.” I opened the door.

  “You know Kenron, you told me once, I’m the one you told all your secrets too. I guess you kept the biggest one to yourself.” I slammed the door and ran inside. I went in the basement, plopped on the couch and cried like a baby. I just told this man I’d have his babies and he had a wife the whole time.

  “When you’re ready to hear me out, you know how to find me.” I jumped at his voice.

  “Oh, another thing.” He came close and kneeled in front of me.

  “If you even think about stripping, or doing other outrageous shit to make money, I promise to find you and cut your got damn throat.” My eyes got big as hell

  “Once you said yes to being my woman, there are no outs ma. Try some stupid shit and your mom will be setting up your funeral faster than you can ask me why.” He pressed his lips on mine and walked out. What type of savage did I commit too? I thought Kruz was the only one. I guess birds of a feather really do flock together.

  Jamaica

  Mad wasn’t the word for how I was feeling at the moment. Not only did my girl feel like she couldn’t come to me for help, my fake ass wife thought it was a good idea to shout it out. Yea, she’s my wife and I fuck her from time to time, but there’s no feelings involved. Shit, we don’t live in the same house, have any kids together or even go out in public. The only thing we share is a last name.

  Kandy is the connects daughter we deal with and I only married her because her pops asked me too. He’s from Guyana and had a green card, but his family were here on a VISA that was about to run out at the time.

  His wife was safe because she lived in the US, where Kandy’s mother and him were no longer together and he could care less about her being here. His son married a white woman and his other daughter married some guy from California. Kandy was the only one who needed someone to keep her around.

  When we first started doing business with him, he explained how distraught he was about one of his daughters possibly being deported. My young ass saw a photo of her and she was beautiful. I was like ok, I can marry her, get my dick wet and go on about my business so I volunteered.

  Her father sent us to the justice of peace and had it done ASAP. He purchased us a mansion and I had to show proof of us living together for at least five years. It didn’t stop me from getting my own place and distancing myself from her. I knew after the stipulation time was up, I’d be doing me in public and its exactly what happened with K.

  I met Kalila when she was a sophomore in college and we clicked instantly. It took me a few months to get the pussy and come to find out, it was because of her virgin status. Once I broke it, she became mine and mine only. I was very protective of her and what we shared.

  I never told her about the marriage because in my eyes, she’s not my wife. On paper yes, but not for real. Kruz told me not to do it because he felt eventually it would be a problem and after seven years, it hasn’t been up until now.

  Kandy thought her pussy would want me to stay married to her. Little did she know Kalila’s is way better. The reason she did all that extra shit at the bank is because I served her ass with divorce papers two days ago and she’s been tryna contact me ever since.

  I couldn’t move forward with Kalila knowing I’m married to her. I planned on telling her today but she mentioned the loan, gave me some banging ass head and sex in the shower; and I got sidetracked.

  Now I’m back at Kandy’s job waiting for her to come out. I told her I’d be back when I dropped my girl off and we’re gonna have a talk. I said a few more things to her that made her cry and I didn’t give a fuck. You don’t get mad and shout shit out to be funny.

  I made sure the divorce papers were still in the glove compartment because she’s gonna sign them today, whether she wanted to or not. One thing I’m not gonna do is play games with her. Women tend to try and reconcile or even delay the process and I’m not having it. It’s not like she’ll be returned to her country because she’s considered a citizen now. I stepped out my car when I saw her coming out the door.

  “Kenron.” I handed her a pen.

  “What’s this for?” She had a confused look on her face.

  “We discussed that once our five-year anniversary hit, you would sign the divorce papers. Granted, I gave you an extra two years but your time is up.”

  “Kenron, I don’t wanna divorce and…” I took my gun out and placed it under her chin.

  “You don’t have a choice, per the agreement you signed.” I referenced the paperwork her father had drawn up before we got married. It stated once the five years hit, we can get a divorce and no one is to contest it regardless if the other party agrees or not.

  “Kenron, I’m pregnant.” I laughed at her.

  “We both know it’s not my child.” I fucked her the other day and before that it had been a year.

  “I didn’t say it for that reason. I’m telling you because this is stressful and what if I lose the baby?”

  “Sign the papers and you never have to see me again.”

  “Kenron please.”

  “Are you ok?” Some lady asked walking in our direction.

  “I’ll blow your fucking head off if you don’t sign them before she gets over here.” I cocked the gun. She cried and took the pen out my hand. She knew I didn’t play games.

  “This last spot here.” She signed it and I checked to make sure it’s her signature.

  “I’m ok Rachel. We were talking about old times.” She looked at me.

  “Get your stupid ass outta here.” The woman jumped and went back in the bank.

  “I’m not gonna have any more problems outta you, right?” She nodded and I went to get in my car. I hit her with the peace sign and drove off. I thought about going to get Kalila but I’ll give her a day or two for her pussy to heal before I beat it up again. Oh, hell yea, she’s gonna regret not letting me explain.

  ******************************

  “Why do I feel like Kandy is about to cause problems we don’t need?” Kruz asked sitting up in the bed. He came home last week and hasn’t really been outside. We aren’t sure who shot him and he didn’t wanna get caught slipping. He did at the club but then again, we had no idea anyone had beef with us or him.

  “It a
in’t shit her pops can say. He’s the one that had the agreement drawn up. He needs to be happy I gave her an extra two years.”

  “You don’t think she’ll come after Kalila?”

  “I hope not because then we’ll really have a problem. That reminds me, have you spoken to Rhythm?”

  “Yea. I called to thank her for making sure I was good at the club and she started telling me what went down at the bank.”

  “That’s some shit ain’t it?” I shook my head in disbelief, still thinking about how someone was able to do that shit.

  “Yea.” He smirked.

  “What the fuck you hiding?”

  “Nothing.”

  “The hell you smirking for then? Don’t tell me y’all fucked.”

  “Nah. I think she may be the one tho.”

  “Bro.”

  “I’m serious. The conversations we have are deep as hell and we’ve learned a lot about each other.”

  “Oh word?”

  “Yea but I haven’t told her about this bitch staying here until she delivers.”

  Ever since the results came back that Zahra is indeed having his kid, she’s been complaining about being alone, having contractions and all this other shit. His mom told him, it’s only right for him to be around in case she goes into labor. I couldn’t believe his mom entertained the shit. We all knew she slept with the other dude more than once but the fact remains, it is his kid.

  “You know she’s not gonna be ok with it. Wait! How you supposed to spend time with her? She lives with Kalila and I told you all the shit going on.”

  “I’ma have to use my other house out in Sayreville.”

  “Damn. It’s been forever since we been out there.” We both had houses in different parts of New Jersey, one each in New York, Ohio, Kentucky, Texas, ATL, Phila and Maryland. We got one in every state we did business in. And we’ll be expanding soon to the West Coast.

  “I know. I had a maid service go there the other day. The landscapers are always on point and I made sure the pool was cleaned out.”

  “Nigga, it’s September.”

  “And it’s still warm out. What if she wanna fuck in the pool?” I busted out laughing.

  I stayed over there for a few hours with him in the office. We made sure employees were paid and business was running with no issues.

  I checked my phone and saw another call from Mr. Euburne on my way out. I guess Kandy told him we’re divorced. I answered just to get the conversation outta the way.

  “What up?”

  “Divorced now huh?” He laughed.

  “Finally.”

  “I don’t understand the issue tho. You gave her two extra years. If you don’t mind me asking, what’s the change?” I pulled in front of my house.

  “I found someone and trust me when I say, she is not the type that’s gonna let me stay married even if it is only on paper.” He chuckled.

  “I get it. Kandy’s mother tried to get me to do what you did and Sunny wasn’t having it.” Now it was my turn to laugh. His wife is funny as hell and I always enjoyed going to their dinners.

  “Listen son.” I didn’t mind him calling me that.

  “The guy Kandy is allegedly pregnant by isn’t happy after hearing about the marriage.”

  “What you mean?”

  “Evidently, she hid it from him too. Luckily, she’s pregnant and he didn’t put his hands on her. However; he is seeking revenge on you.”

  “For?”

  “Pulling a gun on her.”

  “You know I wouldn’t hurt her but she wouldn’t sign the papers.” It was the truth. Kandy and I had an agreement and feelings weren’t involved but I didn’t want her dead. Me pulling the gun out was more or less to scare her. However; if it came down to it, I may have.

  “I’m gonna send you his information. I refuse to have you out there blind.” I opened the door and smiled.

  “Send me that info. I’ll call you when I get it.” I didn’t wait for a response and dropped my phone on the table.

  “Do I have your attention?” K asked dressed in an outfit similar to the night I drug her out the strip club. I haven’t seen her in a few days and I didn’t stray. I knew she’d be back and let me explain. I must say, this introduction is the fucking bomb.

  “Hell motherfucking yea.” I licked my lips and walked closer to her.

  “Damn.” She pressed the button to my stereo and Drunk in Love came on.

  “Why this song?”

  “Two reasons.” She moved me back and seductively danced in front of me.

  “They are?” I kept putting my hands on her and she’d smack them away. I couldn’t help it because she was so damn sexy.

  “It’s the only one I practiced my set to.”

  “And two?” She turned and gave me her full attention.

  “It’s how I feel about you Kenron.” I smiled and let her finish performing. All I can say is afterwards, I tore her shit up. If she wasn’t pregnant before, she is now.

  Kruz

  “You need anything?” Zahra asked on my way out the door. She’s been irking the fuck outta me. After the shooting, her and my mother thought it would be good for her to try and nurse me back to health. I, on the other hand wasn’t beat. It’s bad enough, I let my mom talk me into letting her stay sometimes when she felt alone until the baby came. I made her stay in one of the guest bedrooms down the hall and bring clothes over daily. She wasn’t in any way moving back in my shit.

  She’s the reason I couldn’t spend time with Rhythm like I wanted to and trust me, I did and it was before the strip show. However, once the results came back that the baby is mine, I figured why not try and do right and make sure her mom is ok throughout the pregnancy. Why in the hell did I do that?

  The bitch tried countless times to give me a sponge bath, massage or even lie in my room to watch movies. Each time, I curved her and slammed the door in her face. I don’t know why her ass isn’t getting the picture. It’s not like I woke up one night and went to her.

  Shit, I had to get Kommon to come over and put a deadbolt lock on the door, just so she wouldn’t try and pick the lock. Luckily, she wasn’t there when he came because she’d probably beg him not to. He thought the shit was funny, where I wanted her the fuck out. Tryna be nice and listening to my mother, now I have a got damn stalker down the hall from me. I can’t wait for her to deliver because she’s getting the fuck out.

  “Nah.” I slammed the door behind me and limped to my car. Whoever shot me didn’t do a good job. The bullet went in on the side and right back out. I’m only limping because there’s still some pain. Not enough to keep me from my going to my destination.

  “WHAT?” I barked in the phone.

  “What if I go into labor Kruz?” This the shit I’m talking about. I literally just left and whatever she needed to say, could’ve been done in the house.

  “Call my mother. I’m out.” I hung up and blocked her ass.

  I drove to my other house, pressed the code and left the gate open for my guest arriving shortly. I stepped out and admired the landscaping. I’m not here a lot but when I do come it’s peaceful as shit. No one knows about this spot but Jamaica and now her. I could’ve taken her to a hotel but that’s so impersonal and she deserves more than that.

  When I called thanking her for checking up on me at the club, she started crying and telling me someone committed fraud in her name. I quickly paid for her and her son to stay in a hotel. She was scared and I couldn’t scoop her up at the time. I was shocked she spoke to me after the BS Zahra pulled at the club.

  I wanted to respond when my ex shouted I was her man but the EMT’s rushed me out. Jamaica told me she was hurt and I understood. It didn’t stop me from wanting her and vice versa. Today was gonna be the first day we saw one another in two weeks and a nigga couldn’t wait.

  I closed the door, took my bag upstairs and hopped in the shower. I started to take one at home but then Zahra would ask who I’m getting dressed for and I didn’t
wanna argue. If I could’ve left this morning I would have.

  However, my mother came over tryna get me to take my ex back and discussing all the things she wanted to do with her granddaughter. She was doing too much too and the minute we had time alone, I’m gonna make sure she knows.

  “I’m here.” She spoke in the phone when I answered. I looked on the cameras and watched her pull in. I pressed the button to close the gates and went to open the door. She glanced around when she stepped out her car.

  “This is very nice Kruz. I thought you lived by me.”

  “It’s a long story and tonight is all about you.” I took her hand in mine and turned her in a circle.

  “You wore these leggings on purpose.”

  “Maybe.” She stepped past me and brushed her ass against my dick.

  “Stop playing.”

  “Who said I’m playing?” I locked the door and followed her as she toured the place on her own. She stopped in the kitchen and stared in the backyard.

  “Axel would love a place like this.” I wrapped my arm around her waist and placed my chin on top of her head.

  “A pool, basketball court and humongous yard all in one spot. A kid would get lost.” I turned her around, cupped her chin, tilted her head back until our eyes met.

  “You’re beautiful Rhythm and your heart is pure. If you were my woman, you’d have all this and so much more.” I lifted her on the edge of the counter, opened her legs and stood in between.

  “You seem perfect in a rude way but I’m not sure we’d mesh together.”

  “And why not?” I laid her back on the counter and removed her sneakers and socks.

  “For one, you have baggage and... Sssssss.” She slightly moaned out when I stuck her toes in my mouth. One by one, I sucked and watched her damn near cum.

  “I’ve never had my toes sucked before. Shit, it feels good.” I had a grin on my face listening to her say those words. I’m hoping to do a lotta first things with her.

 

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