Deceit, Lies, & Alibi's Trilogy Books 1-3

by Shontaiye

  Heaven was spoiled rotten but was still a very caring, and loving child. Shaleea felt blessed because God had given her all she had. She had Heaven, Noah, and a loving family. The only thing she wanted now was to give Noah a child of his own. He had no children, and although he loved Heaven like she was his, he desperately wanted a little one.

  He and Shaleea had been trying to conceive but for some reason they were having difficulty. She had miscarried about six months ago and tried hard not to think about it. She felt that everything happened for a reason, and when God was ready for them to have a child he would give them one.

  Shaleea heard her front door close and knew Noah was home. She rose up from her bed and went to greet him. She never grew tired of seeing her man, and smiled brightly when she saw him taking off his boots at the door.

  “Hey Pooh,” she said lovingly, calling him by a pet name.

  “Wassup Leea,” he replied. He walked over to her to give her a light hug.

  “You look tired,” she said, standing on her pink polished tippy toes to give him a kiss.

  “Yeah, I am. Running around picking up and depositing money from the machines. Actually I wanted to talk to you about that. I’m getting tired of doing that shit. Can’t we hire somebody to do that?” he asked.

  “Yeah of course, but it’ll be another expense.”

  “For real I don’t even care,” Noah said. “That shit is a headache, walking around with them heavy ass dollars and quarters. Plus it’s dangerous. Niggas doing bad out here and will take ya life over a big ass bag of change.”

  “Yeah you’re right babe, I’ll take care of it on Monday. Don’t worry about it.”

  “Cool,” he said.

  He knew she would take care of it. She handled everything and always kept her word. She really was his rock and kept him together when he thought he would lose it.

  Shaleea walked into the kitchen, reached into the cabinet, and pulled out a skillet to prepare Noah something to eat. She didn’t ask, but assumed he was hungry, since he usually was when he came in.

  “Pooh! You want one of these steaks?” she asked, yelling from the kitchen so he could hear her.

  “Hell yeah!” he responded.

  She opened the refrigerator to retrieve one of the marinated sirloin steaks she had in a container. She also grabbed some fresh garlic, green beans, and zucchini so she could make some mixed vegetables to go with it. She had some leftover rice from yesterday and could easily warm it back up and make some gravy from the steaks. Noah was hood, and wasn’t hard to please.

  Forty-five minutes later she had finished, and Noah had just polished off every drop of food on his plate. He showered and eventually retired into their bedroom where he saw Shaleea sleeping lightly. Crawling into the bed beside her, he gave her a kiss on her forehead causing her to stir out of her sleep. She gave a sleepy smile, turned over and wrapped her arm around him. Happy she wasn’t fully asleep, he scooted down in the bed and kissed her again, this time more passionately. He figured he’d get a quickie in with the love of his life before he went to sleep, so he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him.

  She had on a tiny yellow nightie with a plunging neckline that flowed off her body seductively. It also provided easy access to all the goodness underneath of it. Pulling down her straps he pulled out her breasts and began to lick and suck hungrily on them. Shaleea breathed heavily and felt her insides warm up.

  Noah knew what time it was when he heard the moans escape from her lips. He rose up some and climbed on top of her, his swollen mound pressing against her stomach. He kissed her neck and moved down to her belly, ultimately coming face to face with her sweet spot. Shaleea loved oral sex and Noah’s head came was top notch. Her body shivered when his warm mouth touched her forbidden place.

  He licked and sucked at her pussy ferociously. The sensation was unbelievable and one she felt often. He loved satisfying her, and her him. After a couple of minutes of feeling like she was about to explode, she pushed Noah’s head away from her dripping center so she could return the favor. Noah lay down on the bed and Shaleea took control, taking his entire dick into her mouth. She hungrily sucked and slurped all 9 inches of him. She knew just how he liked it: slow, sloppy, and noisy. She enjoyed every bit of what she was giving him since she loved to please him. She would sing on his dick if he wanted her to.

  Noah was known to come quick from her head so she didn’t suck too long. She stopped, climbed her wet, sticky ass on top of him, and slowly took in every inch of him. She bounced her large ass and hips up and down forcefully and rhythmically. She moved her hips to a silent beat and grinded on top of him passionately until they exploded in unison. They eventually fell asleep together in each other’s arms, loving the life they had together.

  EIGHT

  Noah

  Although it was July, Philadelphia was unreasonably hot, and Noah was extremely sweaty and uncomfortable. The air had stopped working at his Broad and Girard Avenue location for the second time this month, and he had every intention of barking on the maintenance man. He paid that nigga good money and he still couldn’t get shit right. He was even more irritated that it was a Saturday, and he would much rather be chilling at home, watching the game in front of his seventy inch television. Luckily he had his homeboy Mann with him to keep him company while he ran around trying to find the piece his contractor had said he needed to fix the air.

  He had met Mann in the city jail many years back when he was facing a murder charge he caught in Pittsburgh. He ended up doing 15 months waiting for trial. He eventually beat the case because a witness rescinded his statement and became uncooperative. In actuality he truly wasn’t the triggerman. He just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

  Mann however, was down for a gun charge. After his acquittal and release, Noah kept in touch with Mann during his five year bid. He took a liking to Mann because he was thorough. He was quick on his toes and always kept it one hundred.

  He had helped Noah out in the city jail when a nigga tried to play him during a card game. Noah had won a game of spades he and several others were playing for commissary. When it was time to pay up, Rell, a known trouble maker, dismissed Noah and told him he’d get it when he gave it to him. Rell was a street nigga from Pittsburgh and Noah was outnumbered in the Pittsburgh city jail. At most prisons and jails, when it was beef between two niggas from different towns, things could quickly escalate and get nasty since prisoners usually formed squads by cities.

  Not the one to be played, Noah told him he better have his shit as soon as possible, for he wasn’t the nigga to take ass-bets. In return, Rell screamed on Noah and told him to get the fuck outta his face or he would fuck him up. He knew Noah wasn’t from the area and figured the young nigga would back off since he knew he had no wins because he was outnumbered. He finished his statement by saying how he couldn’t stand clown ass Philly niggas.

  Before Rell could get the last word out Noah had grabbed a metal chair that was close by and slammed it into Rell’s face. Blood poured from his nose and mouth, but that didn’t stop Noah from delivering a barrage of vicious blows to his face and body. He wouldn’t tolerate disrespect on any level, for if he did he would be seen as a bitch and be disrespected again.

  Noah knew what was to come before he bucked and wasn’t surprised when Rell’s Pittsburgh niggas pulled him off and consequently pounced on him, beginning their own brutal attack of kicks and blows. Although he was outnumbered, he never stopped fighting. His eyes had begun to swell shut but he noticed some Philly niggas had come to his aid, Mann being one of them.

  Mann didn’t play fair when it came to fighting in out-of-town jails. Because he never hustled in his own city, he had ended up doing a couple bids outside of Philly. He had been in and out of jail since he was a youngin, and knew that you had to be an animal to get respect. He also knew that if you were in an out-of-town jail, niggas from the same hood had to ride together or they would be seen soft as a who
le. He was far from soft and would bring punishment to anyone who tried to disrespect him or his city.

  When Mann retrieved his weapon and stormed into the brawl, he attacked furiously and swung wildly. He still took a beating because of the amount of men they were up against, but by the time guards came in with riot gear, there were several men on the floor leaking from the gashes caused by the lock in a sock he carried.

  They ended up doing 180 days in the hole, but when they came out Noah had a newfound friend who he felt he owed a debt too. Noah stayed in touch with him when he left, sending him money until he touched down. Mann knew Noah got money and was a loyal dude, so he stayed by his side when he came home, carefully and strategically playing his position.

  After taking care of the problem at the laundromat, Noah decided to chill at his house. Shaleea and Heaven were out food shopping and running errands so he figured he would chill and watch the game. Noah also invited Hakim over so they could have a guy session, which mainly consisted of talking shit and having drinks. Noah was careful about who he let in his home. Only family knew where they stayed and a few select friends.

  Noah had done his share of dirt in the past and he believed in karma. People got killed every day over some past shit, and he’d heard plenty of stories about business owners and their families being followed and killed for the almighty dollar. He knew all about it; hell he had done it before to get where he was today. Because of this, he made sure his security system was in place as well as his faithful AK-47. He would die for Shaleea and Heaven, and he wouldn’t hesitate to kill to keep them safe either.

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  Shaleea

  Shaleea and Heaven walked through the door with their hands filled with grocery bags.

  “Noah, help me get some of this stuff out the car,” Shaleea yelled.

  “Damn, how much shit did you get?” he whined, clearly agitated. He was trying to watch the game.

  “Just get the shit out the car. Ya lazy ass complaining, but you’ll be the first one eating up every damn thing.”

  She hate when Noah got into his lazy mode, complaining when he had to partake in anything physical. Funny thing was, he always complained about how much she spent on groceries, but he ate like a sumo wrestler. She noticed Mann and Hakim sitting comfortably on the couch and called for them.

  “Hey yall! Noah could use yall help out there getting them bags. I know yall don’t mind!” she said, sarcastically.

  Hakim huffed in aggravation before he and Mann got up and walked out of the living room, to go help with the bags. Shaleea rolled her eyes while watching the two men walk out. She shook her head. She couldn’t stand Hakim’s ass and Noah knew it. He was a whore and was extremely arrogant. She hated those types. In addition he had the nerve to marry somebody and drag her through the mud with all of his bullshit.

  Why even get married if you know you aren’t ready to settle down? Shaleea thought to herself.

  Hands down Hakim took care of his family, but he was extremely reckless with his shit, staying out overnight and several times being sloppy enough to allow his side-hoes to find out where he stayed. One crazy bitch even had the nerve to break his wife Nikka’s windows and call their home.

  She knew he probably had Noah hooking up with hoes on the low, but at the end of the day Noah knew she wasn’t having his indiscretions pouring into their home. She gave him his space and asked for respect in return. She knew Noah probably did his dirt, but she also knew that he loved her and was gonna bring his ass home every night. Noah knew what he had and wanted to hold onto it.

  It aint what you do, it’s how you do it. Niggas wanna play the game they should play the shit correctly, she thought.

  “Where you want this bag?” Mann asked her, bringing Shaleea out of her thoughts.

  “Right on the counter honey,” she responded.

  She didn’t really know too much about Mann, except that Noah had been locked up with him. Both he and Hakim were already in the picture when she and Noah got together. While Mann wasn’t there physically, Noah spoke of him often and talked to him weekly via telephone.

  Mann was very sexy in a rough kind of way. He was dark-skinned, average height and had a chiseled build that complemented his bald head. He also had the signature beard that men from Philly rocked. She had never seen him dress up, always wearing white tees, jeans, and sneakers. He didn’t talk much, and although handsome, he sometimes appeared a little scary. Shaleea had sworn she caught him staring at her several times. She dismissed it though, and figured she was tripping.

  Noah had told her Mann had endured a hard life so she always tried to be sweet to him to show him there was some goodness in the world. She hoped to hook him up with her friend Naomi. Maybe she could soften him up some.

  Although very pretty and sweet, Naomi was a little on the heavy side, so Shaleea was cautious about asking Mann to go on a double date with her and Noah. Naomi needed a man soon though. She was getting on her nerves always wanting to chill with her because she was man-less and miserable. She made a mental note to speak with Mann about Naomi later on that night.

  The timer went off approximately 30 minutes later indicating that the frozen hot wings she made for the guys were done. She pulled them out of the oven to cool off, before pairing them with some spinach dip and scoop shaped tortilla chips. She had already set some of the food to the side for her and Heaven to eat in Heaven’s room.

  Once a month they had a mommy daughter slumber party in her room, where they ate junk and watched movies until the wee hours of the morning. Shaleea loved herself some Heaven and enjoyed every minute of the mommy daughter time. She walked through the hallway to the back of the townhouse to take Heaven some food before serving the guys.

  “Here you go sugar plum. I’ll be right back so don’t scarf it all down without me.”

  Heaven giggled to herself. She thought her mom used the funniest words.

  “I won’t eat anything till you get back Mommy. Just hurry ok. Cuz I’m hungry,” she said, revealing several missing teeth at the bottom.

  “Okay baby. I will be right back.”

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  It was date night Friday; a tradition that Shaleea and Noah upheld twice a month to make sure they spent some fun time together. This particular night Shaleea had invited her friend Naomi and had personally talked Mann into coming along to meet her. Although Mann wasn’t interested, he still came because of Shaleea’s persistence. He had begun to loosen up a little more around her due to her intentional overly friendly demeanor. She figured she had to be extra nice to eventually get him to agree to a double date. Surprisingly she had begun to actually take a liking to Noah’s dear friend. He no longer seemed so scary to her.

  Shaleea hadn’t planned anything special; they all were going to meet at a nice Caribbean lounge on South Street for some good food and drinks. Noah and Mann were already in the area handling some side business so they arrived at the spot first. By the time the girls walked in, the two men had already been there about thirty minutes and had downed multiple drinks.

  When Shaleea and Naomi walked into the festive lounge they shined brightly, receiving lustful stares from the men inside, as well as the envious looks of the women. Naomi was dressed in gold tights with a black and gold top. She wore a messy bun but still looked flawless, while giving off a playful vibe. Shaleea on the other hand, had on some clunky gold jewelry and a long, white, hip hugging Just Cavalli maxi dress. She wore her long, black hair straight down her chocolate face and wore tan sandals that showed off her bright manicured toes. Shaleea had sort of an edgy 80’s style, always wearing odd pieces and colors that made her look pop.

  The two ladies greeted the men, with Naomi personally introducing herself to Mann. Shaleea smiled at Naomi and hoped she would be able to make a connection with him because he didn’t really seem interested.

  The night went well, with the four feasting on Caribbean style crab cakes, scallops, and chicken. Paired with the alcohol, everyone was fee
ling very good and wanted to keep the festivities going. Shaleea suggested they go upstairs to the small nightclub above the restaurant. Noah and Mann were reluctant but agreed from the persistence of the women.

  Shaleea and Naomi were borderline drunk and Noah knew she was about to show her ass. He hated when she got out in public and drank because although she wasn’t a stupid sloppy drunk, she often became very sexual. He didn’t feel like snatching her ass out of the club but decided he would give her the opportunity to act right.

  Noah and Mann played the back of the tiny dark club leaning against the wall, drinks in hand nodding to the music. Shaleea and Naomi had walked off and were now dancing on the other side of the room.

  After forty-five minutes passed, the two men grew restless and were ready to leave so they went to the other side to search for the women. They made their way through the floor of women who were grinding and shaking to Waka Flocka’s “No hands.” After a few minutes Noah spotted Shaleea and instantly his blood began to boil. She and Naomi were dancing with one another shaking there asses. Although the dancing was harmless, it still pissed him off that there was two niggas hovered over them. One, who was brown-skinned and had cornrows, was trying to spit game to Shaleea. Noah watched while Shaleea lightly brushed him off but still giggled and continued to shake her ass around while the nigga watched in awe.

  Noah was far from insecure, but Shaleea was his heart and he didn’t tolerate other niggas stepping to her, and worse her entertaining them. His irritation level soared when he saw the man touch Shaleea’s waist. Noah looked at Mann and immediately made his way over to them. Mann already knew what time it was. Mann knew Noah was a little possessive over Shaleea. Shit, I would be too, he thought. She bad as shit.

  Shaleea never saw Noah come up, she only felt a strong hand grip her arm to pull her off the dance floor. She knew the touch, and looked up to smile at Noah. However, he wasn’t smiling; he was pissed off. She called for Naomi, whom immediately turned and came behind her off the slippery oak dance floor. The night was over, but she knew that Noah’s bitching was just beginning.