by Lucinda John
“Why you giving a nigga a hard time?” I asked, getting to the point.
“What are you talking about?” she innocently asked
“I mean, you see I’m tryna get with you, but you playing.”
Taking a sip of her orange juice, she looked me in the eyes before saying, “One thing about me, I don’t play no games. You cool or what not, but I’m not down for the baby mama drama. I would hate to be the reason that one of your kids grow up without a mother, because if a bitch jump, it’s lights out for ya’. To avoid something messy, I rather we just be friend.”
The waitress came and sat our food on the table; we began to eat in silence.
“Plus, you wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like me,” she smirked before finishing up her food. She was about to be my girl, and she ain’t even know it.
After breakfast, I paid the bill and we made our way to the airport. The whole drive was a silent one, I was thinking of ways to get her on my team and she was busy texting away on her phone. I wanted to ask her who the hell was over there making her smile so much, but it wasn’t my place, yet.
When we arrived, I parked my car in the parking garage and carried our bags to the back, where we would be boarding Stacks’ private plane. Stacks was the definition of a hardworking man and if I could obtain half the success he had, I would be a made man.
Boarding the plane, nobody was inside. I assumed Stacks and Lala hadn’t arrived yet. The pilot took our bags and we took a seat. Lisa was busy on the laptop, so I put on my Beats headphones and started listening to music. A few minutes later, I saw Lala and Stacks come from the back looking like they were up to no good. I had to smile to myself because he ain’t change at all.
I remembered one time we all went to the fair and he took Donna to the back of the Farris wheel and handled his business. The love Lala and Stacks was something I was trying to build with Lisa, but hell I wasn’t going to chase her ass forever.
A kiss on the lips woke me up. Looking up, I saw Lisa standing over me.
“We’re here,” she whispered in my ear. “Don’t forget my bags.”
I watched her ass sway to a beat of its own as she exited the plane.
“What’s funny nigga?” I asked Stacks, who was laughing.
“Nothing,” he laughed, as we finish getting the bags.
The hotel that we were staying in was beautiful as hell. Our room sat right on the beach, so I had a nice view of Columbian women ass. I dropped Lisa bags off in her room, which was right next to mine. I had to thank Stacks for that later on. I pulled out my phone and called my kids to let them know I loved them.
I spoke with Riley, but of course Amber had to be the one to give me hell and I wasn’t able to speak to Jr. I was starting to hate that bitch more and more every day. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking fucking with her chicken head ass like that.
We weren’t schedule to meet up with Stacks’ dad until tomorrow, so I decided to take advantage of this trip. Dressed in my Gucci silk swim shorts, I headed out to the beach. As soon as I stepped foot on the scene the woman began throwing themselves at me, hey what could I say the kid was fresh. I allowed them to sit with me and we had small talk. One went as far as to give me a lap dance. I laid back in the beach chair and enjoyed Columbia’s fine art.
“If you wanted a stripper, you was better off paying me,” Lisa said, taking a seat next to me.
“You jealous?” I asked
“Of what?”
“This,” I said, smacking one of the women on the ass.
“Never that,” she said, pulling on her shades.
I could tell she was feeling some type of way and I was loving it. I grabbed my lady friends and we went and got into the water leaving her there to pout.
Chapter 16
Stacks
“Lala, how many times do I have to tell you, you ain’t wearing that!” I yelled at her hardheaded ass. We were supposed to meet up with my dad for dinner and she called herself wanting to wear this short ass dress.
“It’s just a dress damn!” she yelled back at me.
“Get fucked up if you want to, but you ain’t going nowhere with me like that. You either sit your ass here in this hotel or change.” I said, giving her an untilmatium.
“Oh, my God!”
“You can call him, but you still ain’t leaving here in that dress.” I was staring at her through the mirror as she undressed and put on another dress that covered up more than the first dress did.
“Happy?”
“Very! Now hurry up before we’re late,” I said, slapping her on the ass.
Two hours later, we finally made it to my dad’s house. The maid led us to the dining room where there was already people seated having small talk.
“Hola, Papa,” I greeted my father
“Hello my Son, hey my Dear,” he said kissing Lala on the hand
“This is Ralph, my partner I’ve been telling you about and Lisa a friend of Lala’s,” I introduced everyone
“Nice to finally meet you young man, I heard you’ve been doing a lot of great things,” he said, embracing Ralph
“Thank you sir, I learned from the best,” He replied, returning the gesture.
“Well, let’s sit and eat.”
Mid-way through our meal, my dad stood and tapped the side of his wine glass with his butter knife.
“I have an announcement to make,” he spoke, silencing the whole room. My father possessed so much power that everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and all eyes were on him
“I first off want to say to my son Anthony, you’ve made me so proud of you. I watched you transformed from a hot headed little boy to a level headed man. It is my greatest honor to announce that I will no longer foresee the cartel, I am handing it over to you.” The room erupted into applause as everyone cheered and congratulated me.
Raising his hand, my dad silenced the room and began talking again.
“As you know, we decided to merge with the Lopez’s’,” he said, pointing to Carl and Maria Lopez. “I will also like to congratulate Carla Lopez, his father passed down the throne to her. So Carla and Anthony will now become business partners,” he then raised his glass
“To Anthony and Carla.”
He said giving a toast. The room followed his gesture and toast to the news, as well. As for me I sat there confused, how in the hell did he expect me to work with a woman that I used to deal with on a personal level.
“Papa, what is the meaning behind this?” I asked pulling him aside.
“I had no choice, we merged and Carl wanted one of his family members to look over his portion of his business. I had no choice but to agree,” he argued
“After what Carla and I went through, that will cloud her judgment, women are not built for this!” I yelled, getting upset.
“Son, are you still feeling something for Carla?”
“No she was just something to help me cope with Donna, I mean she is a good girl, but it wasn’t what she thought it was. She is a woman scorned and this can hurt business.” I was trying to get my point across.
“Just do your job, and that only and things shall be fine. End of discussion!” he dismissed me, raising his hand to signal that he was done speaking on this topic. I nodded my head and walked away. Things was about to get out of control, I could feel it.
* * *
Dropping the girls back off to the room, Ralph and I decided to go out for drinks.
“So, what’s up with what your pops was hollering about?” he asked as soon as we took a seat in the VIP at Rio Vista nightclub.
“Man, I’m shocked. After Donna passed, I used to fuck with Carla on some friendship type shit, and then we started fucking around with each other. There was never a title, she wasn’t my girl, we just had an understanding. We messed around a few times while I was in Miami, but I cut it off once I started getting serious with Lala. One day she went mad crazy, she showed up in Miami and th
rew a fit. I haven’t heard from her, until now,” I said, gulping down my drink and pouring myself another one.
“Damn fool, so what you going to do?”
“I guess I’mma ride it out and pray to God she don’t start any trouble,” I sighed.
“I ain’t gon’ lie baby bad as fuck. I know Lala gonna be pissed.”
He was so right; Carla wasn’t an average woman she was pretty as hell. She stood at 5’6, she had rich creamy tan skin, her long black her flowed down to her fat, round ass, her green eyes was one of her features that captured you the most. I was screwed.
When I finally made it back to the hotel, Lala was asleep. I went to go sit out by the beach to clear my head and smoke a few blunts.
“Long time no see,” a sweet voice spoke
“How have you been, Carla?” I asked, inhaling deep on the smoke.
“I’ve been good, you?”’
“Couldn’t have been better,” I said, passing her the blunt.
She took a few puffs before passing it back. We had a nice little rotation going before she finally spoke. “You hurt me.”
“I’m sorry; it was never my intentions to,” I confessed
“I’m over it now,” She lied
“Good. We don’t want anything to come in the way of business.”
“Do you love her?” she asked.
“With all my heart, she is about to become my life and the mother of my child. My heart beats for her,” I honestly answered
“Did you love me?”
“I liked and cared for you, but it wasn’t quite love. I was still getting over Donna and I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
“Oh I see,” she replied, she started to say something but she changed her mind.
It was getting late, so I decided to take it in. I gave her the rest of the weed, wished her a good night, and went back to the room. Stripping down to my birthday suit, I jumped in the shower and allowed the hot water to massage my back. I loved Lala with all of my heart, every day with her made me believe that she was made for me. It was as if God made her personally from my rib. I was not trying to lose her over anyone or anything. If this issue with Carla was ever to escalate, I would step down from my position. No amount of money or power was worth your happiness.
“Oh, shit you scared me,” I said walking out of the bathroom and noticing that she was sitting up in bed.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she sniffled
“Why are you crying?” I asked getting in bed with her and wrapping my arms around her.
“I’m just emotional, that’s all.”
“Pregnancy hormones?”
“Yes, I guess.”
“Let daddy make you feel better,” I said, opening up her rob. She was nice and naked underneath, just how I liked it. I positioned my head between her legs, linked her feet around my neck, and ate her out as if I was in a hotdog-eating contest.
Chapter 17
Lisa
“I’m not sleeping in here until you find that spider,” I said, as Ralph was on a manhunt in search of the big ass spider that ran under the bed.
“Well, you might as well come back to my room then,” he said getting off the floor. He was shirtless and wearing only a pair of boxer. I could see the outline of his dick as it played peek-a-boo through the slit. He flexed his muscles on purpose just to show off how well defined his body was.
“Are you going to stand there and drool all over a nigga or are you coming?”
“I’m coming, but you better not try anything,” I said.
I was very much attracted to Ralph, but the fear of the heartbreak I suffered from Bear was what was holding me back. I wasn’t really worried about the fact that he had two different baby mamas; there was no bitch on earth that could pump an ounce of fear in my heart.
Following behind him, we entered his suite.
“You can sleep in this bedroom; I’ll sleep in the guest room,” he said walking off and leaving me in the room. I stripped down to my bra and thong set and cuddled up in his sheets. His scent was all over the bed, putting me in a daze. I battled with heart, trying to reason with it, letting it know that this guy might be different. My heart ended up telling me hell no and to erase that thought out of my head.
The smell of fresh cooked bacon woke me up out of my sleep. Sitting up and stretching, I noticed a cart filled with food and a note attached to it. I got up to read the note
Good morning beautiful,
I had to run a few errands with Stacks this morning, that is why a spider and I couldn’t join you for breakfast. Enjoy.
P.S. next time you want to sleep in my room, you don’t have to lie about a spider, my door is always opened for you.
Love,
Your future boo.
I smiled at the corny note, before enjoying the mini breakfast buffet. When I was done eating, I decided to go back to my room and take a shower. While in the shower, I kept praying that the spider didn’t jump out on my ass. I had nothing against animals or insects; I just ain’t want their asses nowhere near me.
Dressed in a long blue sundress, with a pair of gold Gucci sandals on complementing my freshly pedicured toes, I was ready to start my day. I sprayed myself with my Armani perfume and examined myself in the mirror. Giving myself the ok, I made my way to Lala and Stacks’ room to wake her ass up, so we could go shopping for tonight. Knocking on the door for what seemed like eternity, she finally came to the door.
“Damn, what took you so long?” I snapped, walking into their suite.
“Sorry, I have a bad headache,” she sadly stated. I could tell there was something really wrong with her, and it was more than just a headache as she claimed.
“Seriously, Lala, it’s me you’re talking to. I know you don’t think you’re about to feed me that bullshit ass lie.”
“It’s nothing, really,” she said getting in bed. I got in bed with her because it was a matter of time before she broke down crying. Lala was so sensitive and the baby hormones just added more to her sensitivity.
“I love you and all, but I really want to go shopping,” I said after lying in bed with her for fifteen minutes. “Get up and get dressed so we can go.”
“Oh, my God! I can never have peace and quiet,” she pouted while getting out of bed.
“Nope!” I replied, opening her suitcase to find her something to wear.
Since she wasn’t showing, I decided on a pair of True Religion shorts, a black and gold Versace crop top, and a pair of Michael Kors gladiator sandals.
Waiting for her to get dressed, I called the car service to come pick us up.
“Yesssssss fish!” I applauded Lala as soon as she walked out the bathroom. I’m not a hater I always gave props when props were due and Lala was a certified baddie. I curled her 20in Brazilian weave to perfection and made sure her make-up was flawless. She didn’t want to admit it, but I could tell she was feeling a little insecure having Carla work so close to her man. Hell if I was her, Carla’s ass would have mysteriously disappeared. I didn’t play those types of games when it came to my man.
The driver dropped us off at Oviedo Mall, the biggest mall in Columbia that had over one hundred stores inside. Ripping through the malls, we had about fifteen bags each and we were only on store number six. In the Gucci store, I bought Lala a royal blue, laced, two piece crop top and skirt set. I also picked her up a pair of red pumps that would look perfectly with her outfit. Picking her a few accessories to finish up for her outfit, I paid the total of thirty-two hundred dollars. She was worth every penny, so I didn’t mind at all.
“I’m hungry,” she said once we left out thirteenth store.
“Me too, let’s go to the dine-in theater.”
“Ok cool, we can finally watch that new Denzel Washington movie.”
We waited for the driver to come get our bags before we went in the movie theater. The host seated us and then took our orders, we both ordered chicken pasta. During th
e previews, I noticed Lala texting with a screw face; I made a mental note to ask her about that later on.
I swear if Stacks was giving her hell I was going to kill his ass like I should have killed James’ bitch ass. Just as the movie was about to play, the host came back with our food; we ate and enjoyed the movie.
Tonight was our last night in Columbia and it was also Stacks’ promotion party. His father rented out the La Bama nightclub; if you weren’t on any boss type level you weren’t allowed in. I checked myself out in the full length mirror; the white and gold halter-top dress I was wearing fit my body like a glove. I slid on my gold Prada pumps, grabbed my clutch
And the bag that held Lala’s clothes and made my way over to her room.
Stacks answered the door looking sharp as ever in an all-white Hermes linen suit.
“Hey Stacks where is Lala?” I said, walking inside of the room,
“In bed sleeping.”
“Sleeping?!” I snapped. “So, she ain’t going?”
“No, she says she not feeling well, I told her I would go say ‘hello’ to the guest then return,” he said, putting on diamond Hugo Boss watch on.
“I’ll stay with her,” I lied. I had every intention on dragging her ass to this party.
“You sure you want to waste a nice outfit?” he said, exaiming my attire
“Yes, it’s cool.”
“Ok, well call me if you need me and I’ll be home after I greet my guest,” he said, before walking out the room.
I waited until I heard the door beep, signaling that it was locked, before barging into the bedroom.
“Get your ass up now!” I yelled, yanking the comforter off of her body
“What Lisa!!!???” she shouted and pulled the covers back over her head.
“I don’t know what has gotten into you, but you’re not my Lala. So you’re basically not going to go support your man on his big night, leaving that bitch to smile up in his face? Really Lala? What part of the game is that?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Well make me then,” I said, pulling the covers off of her body. Her face was stained with tears.
“She is so pretty.”
“What’s your point? You’re way prettier than she is and I’m not only saying that because I’m your best friend. The only thing she has on you is those green eyes; hell if you want we could go buy you some contacts to solve that. There is no need for you to be insecure, you’re the one he loves, you’re the one with the ring, and you’re the one carrying his baby. Stacks is a good guy that really loves you, I don’t believe he will do anything to intentionally hurt you; that man lives for you,” I lectured her.
