The Price of Loving A Boss

by Kia

I saw the light turn on in her room. Then it went off and they left. I don’t know what that was all about.

  Just as I was getting comfortable, there was more knocking at the door. “Dammit, Red, use your key!” I yelled. She always left and ended up having to come back because she forgot something.

  I walked past the couch and saw that Rena was still sound asleep. When I went to open the door, it was Gee.

  “Hey,” I said as I put my head down.

  I hope he didn’t come to lecture me about what had happened. I was fresh out the shower and sleepy. Didn’t want to hear none of that shit.

  I looked up and he shut the door and picked me up. “Kiss me,” he said.

  “What?”

  “Kiss me,” he said as he passionately kissed me and carried me back to my bed.

  “What’s going on?” I asked when I saw him lifting his shirt and removing his pants.

  “Shhhhh, be quiet.”

  He was now kissing me from head to toe. When he got to my feet, he sucked my toes and almost made me have an orgasm right then and there. Never in my life had a nigga sucked my toes. And I liked it. It sure made my pussy wet.

  “Gee…” I moaned.

  I meant to say something after that, but my words trailed off. He opened my robe and placed my legs around his shoulders. Then he took two fingers and stuck them inside of me as he gently sucked on my clit. I arched my back and let my fingers massage the waves on his head. He pulled me closer onto his face and stuck his tongue deep into my pussy and made me scream to my mother. I was in another dimension. Then he grabbed my breasts and began to suck on them like they were some sort of forbidden fruit from a garden.

  Finally, he rose up and kissed me while sliding his dick into my ocean. “Ahhh,” I let out a small cry and tried not to cum. My hormones were all over the place. I didn’t know if I was coming or going.

  With my eyes closed, I found his lips and kissed them softly. Then I began to suck on them as he gently penetrated me. “Am I hurting you?” He whispered into my ear.

  “No,” I moaned, pulling him closer inside of me. I found myself caught up in his rapture. He grabbed both legs and brought them to his lips to kiss them while sliding back into of me.

  “Turn over,” he whispered.

  I did as I was told. First, I got on all fours until he put his hand in the middle of my back and laid me flat on my stomach.

  “Oh my God,” I moaned as he slipped inside of me from the back, filling my small pussy with his enormous dick. Leaning down to kiss the back of my neck, he reached one hand around my waist and played with my clit. Lawd, this man knew his way around the pussy.

  “Diamond,” he whispered into my ear, making my whole body shiver.

  “Yes,” I moaned.

  “You come?” he asked, biting my ear.

  “I’m… cuming now,” I moaned, out of breath.

  “Me too. Ahhh, fuck,” he grunted as he reached around and grabbed my breast tight. I felt his warm cum shoot inside of me, meeting my orgasm.

  After we both had cum, he plopped down on my back, still inside of me. I was now sleepy and satisfied. I wanted this forever.

  After laying there for a few moments, he got up and put his clothes back on. Slipping my robe back on, I followed him back to the door. “Where are you going?” I asked.

  He turned around and kissed me. “Happy birthday, Diamond,” he said, and then he left.

  Now I was more confused than I was before he came and did this damn voodoo on me.

  Chapter Forty-Four

  Davinchi

  “Where are we going?” Skyla asked as I turned down a dark alley. I didn’t say anything. I just drove.

  “You’ll see.”

  “You trying to be kinky? Okay,” she said with a smirk on her face.

  “Yeah,” I said dryly.

  “I never fucked in an alley before.”

  “Skyla?”

  “Daddy?”

  “Where do you get so much money from?” I asked.

  “Huh?”

  “I never hear about you going to work, but you have all this money and nice things. What do you do?” I asked as I parked next to a dumpster. She started to look spooked.

  “Why are you asking me this?” she asked.

  “Tell me.” I parked and turned the lights off.

  “I dance. You know?”

  “Why were those men trying to kill you in the projects that day?” I asked. What my brother had said was heavy on my mind.

  “I… I… told you he was mad because I had cheated. But I wouldn’t cheat on you.”

  I pulled my gun out, hopped out and pulled her out. “Strip.”

  “Baby, I thought we were just moving slow.” She cried. She knew what was about to happen.

  “Strip, bitch!” I yelled, cocking my gun. Finally, she removed all of her clothing.

  “Okay!”

  “Take the panties off too,” I said calmly.

  She did.

  “I’m sorry,” she cried.

  I picked up the phone and called Emo but he didn’t answer. Then I called Paris, but he didn’t answer.

  “Did Paris know?” I asked. Because he was the one who put me down with Skyla.

  “Yes. It was supposed to be a joke.” He was now cowering toward the trunk of his car, trying to cover his balls.

  “So, Paris knew?”

  “Y… ye… yes. He knew.”

  Pop! Pop! Pop!

  I shot him in the head several times. I didn’t even give his body time to drop. I was already in the car and on the way to the block. Paris had me fucked up. What type of sick joke was this?

  I didn’t fucking play like that!

  Chapter Forty-Five

  Pat

  “Oh my God,” I said as I watched Davinchi kill a woman in cold blood.

  I had finally took Skata’s advice and decided to follow him instead of Diamond. And sure enough, this nigga had a whole new bitch!

  “Bitch, he killed her,” Skata said in shock.

  I watched him hop in the car and leave. The car looked familiar. “Let’s go see if she needs help,” I said as I drove over to the dumpster.

  “No, bitch, what if he comes back?” Skata asked, pulling on my hand.

  “But what if she’s alive and need help?” I asked.

  “So, bitch! She was fucking your man! Why do you even care?”

  “Whatever,” I said, getting out the car. The closer I got to the body, the more familiar it looked.

  “Is she okay?” Skata asked from the car.

  “Oh my God, Antwan!” I yelled as I kneeled down and saw my brother shot.

  “Antwan?” Skata asked, hopping out the car and running over to us.

  I held him in my arms and cried. I hadn’t seen him in a while, but the fact was that I was his sister and he was my brother. That was my blood.

  “What were you doing here?” I asked his unconscious body as I cried and rocked him back and forth.

  “We have to go,” Skata said.

  “Call somebody!” I yelled as the tears drag raced down my face.

  Finally, we saw sirens. When they turned into the allay, I saw that it was two police cars. Exactly who we needed to see.

  “Help!” I yelled.

  “Over here!” Pat waved her arms.

  “Put your hands up! Don’t move!” The police yelled, drawing down on us.

  “No, it wasn’t us! This is my brother!” I yelled with a wet face. I was steady rocking him back and forth. Then my phone rang. It was my mother’s ring tone. I had to tell her what was happening.

  “Drop the gun!” The police yelled as I reached down in my pocket.

  “It’s a phone!” Skata yelled.

  “Drop it!” They yelled, getting closer. Then more police came.

  “Hello, Mom? Antwan was shot! He’s dead,” was the last thing I said before the police emptied their bullet’s into me.

  “Pat! Pat!” I heard my mom yell into the phone after the bulle
ts stopped

  I slumped over onto my brother and died right there on top of him.

  Chapter Forty-Six

  Davinchi

  “Yo, what’s up? I see she got you pushing the whip,” Paris said when I pulled up. I didn’t even respond, I just hopped out the car and drew down on him.

  “Nigga, you wanna be funny?” I asked.

  He had his hands up. “What happened?”

  “Yo, chill, B,” my other homies said, tryna pull me away, but I pushed them back.

  “It was just a joke,” Paris said. This nigga was so scared, he dropped his blunt.

  “Nigga, I got my dick sucked by a punk!”

  “Whoaa,” I heard my other homie, Biz, say.

  “He wasn’t supposed to even do all that, B, on God!” Paris pleaded.

  “Come on, B, put the gun down,” Blizz said, reaching for my gun.

  “Get… the fuck… back, Blizz, this ain’t got nothing to do with you!” I yelled with my finger on the trigger.

  “It was a joke, B,” Paris said once more.

  “Yeah? Well I’m feeling real mothafucking trigga happy today,” I said before emptying my clip into him. He flew back on the wall and slid down. I was numb.

  “B, you killed him,” Blizz said, tryna take the gun from me.

  “Who else knew?” I asked.

  “Nigga, you got me fucked up. I ain’t know shit about no punk,” my homie, Rocki said.

  “I wouldn’t even play like that,” my other homie said.

  “Nobody knew. But you need to get rid of that gun and get out of here,” Bizz said. But it was too late. The police were pulling up.

  “Freeze!” One of them yelled.

  “Drop the weapon!”

  I looked back at Paris and my other homies. I had death on my mind and wasn’t tryna spend my life in prison. I was caught… red handed. I cocked my gun.

  “Don’t you fucking do it!” One cop yelled before saying something into his radio that was clipped to his collar.

  “Chill, B. They not just gonna shoot you, they gonna shoot all of us if you do that,” Rocki said.

  “Davinchi, my nigga. Come on,” Blizz said.

  Finally, I put the gun down and the police rushed over and put me in handcuffs. Before they put me in, I saw Emo running up the street.

  “Yo, what the fuck happened?” I heard him yelling as the police held him back.

  “He’s gone,” Rocki said.

  “Who?”

  “Paris. Davinchi killed him.”

  Emo looked over at me with pleading eyes. “Come oooooon, dawg. Damn! Why you have to kill ’em?” he asked.

  The police were trying to calm him down as we drove off down the street.

  And I didn’t regret a damned thing.

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