Haywood Millionaire Series: Box Set Books 1-5

by Zi'ere

  “It’s nothing bad, I promise. I would offer you a drink but you have to drive home.”

  “A drink would be nice and I do not drive by the way. I ride the transit bus.”

  “Well, today you will be driving when you leave here today.”

  “Huh?”

  “Before your guardian angel went into the hospital she purchased a two thousand eleven Chrysler three hundred for a Ms. Felicia Saunders. Here is your title, bill of sale, check for your tag and taxes, and keys.”

  I handed her a sealed envelope from Darrell Haywood’s Dodge Dealership. I had no idea how Amina was able to buy Emani’s assistant a car, from Emani’s husband, without Emani’s knowledge. Zoey and Amina were out of control! They were doing all kinds of things the big sisters knew nothing about. I couldn’t be mad at Amina. We all knew how Emani treated her. But that lil girl called Zoey was an entirely different animal doing the most on all levels.

  “It seems as though Amina had more plans for you. I understand you have some issues with your living situation. While I am not here to put all your business in the street or make you discuss something with me that would make you uncomfortable, all I can say is that if you want the help you can certainly get it from me.”

  “Yes!”

  I looked at her. Really looked deep into her eyes and I could see that she really was terrified. It hurt my heart to think of what her home situation was like. If the words had not come from Amina I would have been inclined to make her disclose and verify everything she was claiming to be so awful in her life. I realized that I could not make the dedicated and honest Felicia pay for Yvette’s betrayal.

  “You might not have been aware but the Jefferies and Barton corporations have housing units specifically for this purpose. If you can be at the house in a few hours for the locks to be changed, you are free to move in tonight. The utilities are on, everything- water, lights, gas, and cable television. This particular house is also furnished. It will take some time for me to have the furniture moved if you have your own.”

  “I can’t believe this is happening to me!”

  “From what I’ve heard, you deserve it honey.”

  “So all this- the contracts, the car, the house…does this mean I don’t work for Emani and the Agency anymore?”

  “No matter which position you choose, you work for me.”

  “No more Emani?”

  ‘Damn, Emani has really done a number on this grown ass woman!’ My ears did not like Felicia’s words. My eyes did not like the almost broken down mess of a woman sitting before me. The last time I checked the entire purpose of the combination corporations were to empower women. Hell, those words were in the mission statement.

  “Emani is a tiny molecule of your past Felicia.”

  The woman looked as if she was feeling freedom for the first time. Her reactions and words only made me want to know her personal story. Every person walking God’s earth had one.

  “I am going to choose the Human Resources position Laini.”

  “The other position pays more you know?”

  “I can imagine that it would but the position God has placed on my heart is the HR position. I can see now why you have such a low turnover rate in your employees. Today I am walking and talking proof that there are good, heartfelt, and kind people in this building. From day one to now, I can be your best candidate to ensure everyone is getting what they deserve.”

  “That’s a good argument. I love it. I knew you would be a good fit for me and the new direction of the corporation.”

  Felicia was beaming with pride. She warmed my heart.

  “Ok, first things first- you have to hire and train a new assistant to take your position. While you are going through that process I have some courses that I need you to take to ensure you can do the HR job properly.”

  “Courses?”

  “Nothing to be concerned about. It’s just some internet seminars with core introductions to what is expected of you. When it is all complete you will have certificates of completion that will stay with you for the rest of your career no matter what the future holds for you. Forty-five minutes here in course work and there will quickly add up to twenty- four credits of college work. It sounds more complex than it is, I promise you.”

  “I trust you Laini.”

  “Good, I appreciate you saying that.”

  21

  Liam and the rest of the administration team on the fifth floor left out early for the day. They needed to get started on finding their replacements and familiarize themselves with their new job descriptions. When we returned the following week, the office would be in full swing. Even though Terrell Haywood would serve as my attorney during the trial, I had contacted an up and coming female attorney to practice in the Jefferies & Barton building. Ebony Emmerson and her assistant would take over the space that used to be Felicia and Emani’s old office. Mrs. Gert and Jamel would share Amina’s old office. Their assistant would sit just outside their office door like always. Felicia would take Zoey’s old office and my second assistant would sit just outside her door at that desk. My increased load of chief designer for apparel and shoes was going to be a bit much at first but I was only willing to give creative control to Jamel on the accessories line. Mrs. Gert would be in charge of the Agency. Between her and Felicia the hiring and firing would be a joint venture.

  Jamel only had four weeks to come up with enough designs to go into production for the entire twenty-fourteen four seasons. I had the same amount of time to come up with a quadruple number of designs. In addition, Zoey was about to go into labor any day. She was moving into my home. I had to prepare to fight for my corporation in court. I had new people coming in to be trained. I had Amina’s health to be concerned about. I had a new man. Mrs. Gert and Felicia had four weeks to come up with thirty models. Then it was about to be made public that my nephews were the result of an affair. Then Quese was still calling my cell phone and iPad frequently. The words stressed out were too mild to describe my current situation. I looked over at my man. He was paying attention to the road that led to our home. It would be our last night in the quiet space. I had something prepared for him and he had no idea.

  Inside the house I told him I was going to take a bath. I wanted him to share it with me but he declined. We had come in earlier than normal and he needed to check on his own business affairs. I knew the answer before I asked the question truthfully. He stayed downstairs and went into the office. I went upstairs and pulled out a signature black box with purple detailing. Without opening the box, I went into the bathroom to get prepared. I cleaned myself in no rush as I waited for the curling iron to get hot. I put big, loose curls in my hair as I sat at the vanity in the skimpiest piece of lingerie I had every designed. In truth by the time you connected all of the parts of it, the material could best be described as a piece of ribbon. I smiled a sexy smile as I moisturized my lips and put on grape flavored lip gloss since I had purple lace on my body. High heeled stilettos announced that I was back downstairs. The look on Liam’s face as I stepped into the office licking a grape from the bowl of fresh fruit I had in my hand said it all.

  “Uh…Tim, something has just come up. Go ahead and do whatever it is you do to make money for me and I will talk to you later man.” He rudely disconnected the call.

  A slow seductive walk led me to the desk. The man looked like he was being hypnotized by my exposed thick thighs. Instead of getting close to him behind the desk, I stopped at the front of it. I handed him the bowl of fruit. In one move I swiped the desktop clean with everything crashing to the floor. He made a quick move to catch the notebook he had been using.

  “Music. Hot Sugar Tamar Braxton” I instructed the sound system to play background music for the show I was about to put on.

  Still in heels I snaked my way on top of the desk with every beat of the music. Once on top of the desk I stood and looked down at the look of sheer helplessness on Liam’s face. I smiled at the jumping going on in the crotch
of his pants. Dropping it low and sweeping the desk with my ass was rewarded with a few slaps on it from him since it was in his face. A front view of the same position gave him a close up view of the L shape I had shaved into my pubic hair. Other than those hairs, his newly owned cookie jar had been waxed professionally. He slapped my clit with four fingers and I almost lost it. I stood up again. He was putting the entire show in jeopardy. His fingers mad me melt. My desktop show lasted the length of the song. I snaked my body down to sit on the desk in front of him with my legs spread, then I laid flat on my back. As if I had given him instructions, Liam started to feast on his favorite new snack. I jumped when the first few pieces of cold fruit was rubbed onto my skin before he put it in his mouth. It wasn’t long before he started to insert fruit inside of me. Still licking, nibbling, and sucking he made me cum three times off of his eating skills. He then scooped the pieces of pineapple from my tunnel. Soaked with my juices I watched him as he ate each piece. I was sure the air conditioning was on in the house but I felt as if I was on fire from the inside out. That initial meeting of the tip of his man hood up against the entrance of my womanhood was like a jolt of electricity. I instantly convulsed in another orgasm. An hour long feasting and penetration session left us both spent on top of the desk completely naked. I only still had on shoes because he insisted that I keep the ‘fuck me’ shoes on.

  “If you weren’t already pregnant, you definitely are now!”

  “Are you bragging?”

  “No need to brag sugarfoot! The sweat on your brow, your increased heart rate, and the way your hair looks says it all! You look like you just got dealt with!”

  We both erupted in laughter which was spoiled by the doorbell. I was clueless as to how someone one got into the subdivision without the doorman calling me to let me know we had a visitor on the grounds.

  22

  “You- don’t move a muscle ma’am! Big Daddy is coming right back!” Liam hopped in his pants to answer the door.

  “I will be waiting Big Daddy!” As if I was in the comfort of our bedroom on the softness of the mattress, I was still on a love high.

  I squirmed in place but I did not lift a muscle of my completely nude body.

  “DUDE HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO HANDLE YO ASS?” Liam was on four hundred degrees instantly.

  He had to be talking to Que.

  “SEEMS TO ME THAT YOU ARE TAKING YO LIL POSITION TOO SERIOUSLY! I DIDN’T COME HERE FOR YOU, WHERE IS MY LADY AT?” Who was supposed to be Que’s lady living in my house?

  I rolled my eyes so hard I got dizzy. When was Que going to get it through his head? The moment he walked away from me and allowed Tory to stand beside me talking bull was the same day he walked out on me. I made mistakes in love but to get into that situation knowing full well was insane. Last I checked I wasn’t getting a crazy check. There was nothing I could do to calm the situation because I was naked and I had only come downstairs in a ribbon. I had nothing to cover myself in. For me to go to the front door in Liam’s shirt would definitely cause another fight. Once again, I was not crazy.

  “LAINI ISN’T FEELING YOU DUDE! I KNOW YOU SAW ALL THAT SHIT ON THE NEWS! HOW ARE YOU STILL MISSING THE MESSAGE?”

  “FUNNY THING IS, SHE HASN’T TOLD ME THAT YET!” Que was too damn cocky for his own good.

  I didn’t break up the fight at the hospital and I damn sure wasn’t going to break up one now that I knew Liam would whip his ass. I was thinking about a tall glass of freshly squeezed lemonade, that is just how unphased I was with the activities going on at the front porch.

  “WHERE IN THE HELL IS YOUR WIFE IS A BETTER QUESTION?”

  “I’M NOT ABOUT TO STAND HERE AND EXPLAIN SHIT TO YOU DAWG! LAINI! LAINI! LAINI, CAN YOU COME GET YOUR LIL GUARD DOG?”

  Nope! Laini is unavailable for you boo-boo. I surely cannot come get my guard dog. I want my dog to bite your ass again bruman! I giggled to myself.

  “LOOK MAN, TAKE THAT SHIT BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM, MY FIANCE HAS HER WEEKLY BOUQUET OF ROSES, SHE DOESN’T NEED ANOTHER! AND I’M TELLING YOU NOW- IF YOU COME BACK I’M GONNA WHIP YO ASS AGAIN!”

  I heard Liam slam the door.

  I took a deep breath and fixed my face. I was expecting words of frustration, disrespect, and violence.

  “Where is my caramel drop?”

  Liam made back to the room rubbing his hands together.

  “I’m right here waiting for my King to make it back home.”

  The man was out of his pants and back inside my love tunnel in a matter of seconds. This time the love making was nice and slow. We connected as one staring in each other’s eyes. He made me whimper his name. He had me promising that my goods were only for him. He had me promise him that I wanted his goods for the rest of my life. He had me promise that his love was good to me. He had me promise that I was happy with our relationship. He made me promise that I would never leave him. I answered every question just right and was brought even more pleasure with every thrust of his hips. I was caught up in the moment and I started to cry. I couldn’t understand my emotions. The man inside of me was everything I thought I’d ever wanted in a man. The only problem was that I had given my heart to Que a long time ago. Deep down inside I was interested in what he had to say to me.

  Liam kissed away my tears.

  “I love you too babe.”

  I needed to pull myself together before I made a crazy ass move that I would not be able to take back. There was no way I could hurt Liam. I knew what hurt felt like. I would not do that to him.

  23

  I spent the night waiting for Liam to discuss the issue with Que. But, he never brought it up. We had a quiet dinner, watched a movie, and went to bed kind of early. The next day would be the day Zoey would come home. There was no telling how many fires would be set on her first night home. She would walk in the door nine months pregnant. Her baby daddy, all of his siblings, their wives, and his parents would be present for the reveal. In the intimacy of our bed, I wanted pillow talk.

  “Liam I am so scared I don’t know what to do.”

  He pulled me in closer to his body.

  “Tell me about it all pretty lady.”

  “With everything going on around us, I’m just uneasy. Things are about to made public that have been secret for a long time. I’m getting ready for an entire year line. I have never done that. I mean, you know we’ve always done a show for every season.”

  “Babe, don’t worry about it. All of these things are out of your control. God is going to do what he has always done in your life- show up and show out. Everything will be fine. You have no control over what is about to be made public.” He kissed me on the forehead.

  He was right. After years of my every mistakes being blasted in the news, it would be someone else this time. Liam was right. I had no control over any of this mess.

  “You’re right.”

  I kissed his neck.

  A few minutes later we both drifted off to sleep.

  The next morning I was a ball of nerves. Liam and I had second interviews and would need to make a solid decision that day as to who was going to be our new chef that would cook for the entire family. My present housekeeper was only able to make a few dishes, nothing to fancy whenever I was sick of eating out. She had never cooked anything passed chicken and rice. Liam had cooked for the two of us since he had moved in. I was not about to have my man cooking for Zoey. He already had a job, me. We needed to be at the hospital by noon to get discharge instructions for Zoey from her internist and the OB/GYN. I had to contact Ryan to make him aware of the status with Zoey and the babies. I made sure to stress that he was looking at coming to the house any day now. Who knows if after tonight’s reveal, it would be enough to crank Zoey into labor.

  I was hoping the chef we chose would be ready to get started that day. I had a gang of people coming that night for dinner. The Haywood’s were not a regular run of the mill family. They oozed prestige and privilege. I needed the dinner to be perfect. I already ha
d in mind who I wanted and I hoped that Liam was on the same page. There was a female Asian freshly graduated culinary student I wanted, named Koi. She was young, fresh, and all about her business. I was impressed with her resume and credentials we received back from her school and references.

  “Babe, say for the sake of time- can we go ahead and agree on a final candidate to offer the job to? I have a million and one things to do to get ready for Zoey. I need to know now whether or not who we want is going to be able to start today. If they aren’t I need a caterer and fast.”

  “Of course, who did you have in mind?”

  “I really think Koi would be a best fit for us. She’s young, she’s not set in her ways, and I know she would be perfect for delivering new gourmet trends that we all love.”

  “That’s fine with me.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yea, now that you explain it like that. You’re right, she would be perfect.”

  “Ok, can you go ahead cancel the other two candidates and deliver the news that we have filled the position? I will contact Koi to see if she is available to start immediately. When you get done with that, I should be done with my phone calls. I need to go to the grocery store. Do you want to go with?”

  “I insist that I go with.”

  “I’m going to be ready to go as soon as we are done.”

  “Laini, calm down babe and take it easy. Take a deep breath. Everything is going to be fine and even if it’s not- oh well. There is no one you have to impress. You are not at trial here.”

  I was unsure how he knew I was almost in the state of a nervous breakdown. I closed my eyes and exhaled. I set out to find my phone. Liam smacked me on the butt. I was impressed that not only did Koi accept the position she was indeed available to create my first dinner party for the Haywood’s. I got the nagging suspicion that it would not be the last time they would be at my dining room table. She would meet me at the grocery store so that she could get the ingredients she would need while I picked up the personal food favorites for the family. Zoey loved banana nut muffins. She only drank a certain kind of bottled water, she had specific midnight snacks. Liam drank orange, banana, pineapple juice religiously. He also was in love with butter pecan ice cream. I realized in that moment Koi had a heavy load placed on her shoulders. She would have a menu set up for me to approve once we got to the store.