Love Was the Case That They Gave Me

by Mz. Lady P

“I’m serious. Will you marry me Jayceon?” I was now sitting up in bed and looking directly into his eyes. I just wanted to read him and see his reaction.

  “Are you serious Bella?”

  “Yes. I’m asking for your hand in marriage. Whatever type of wedding you want we can do that. Money is no option. If you accept my hand in marriage, first thing in the morning I’m going out and cop you the hottest fucking ring I can find.” I was now on my knees in the bed, waiting in anticipation for his answer.

  “Of course I’ll marry you Bella, but you have to let me spend my money on the wedding. What type of man would I be if I let you pay for everything?”

  “No. I’m paying for it. I proposed so it’s only fair. I can’t wait to become Mrs. Jayceon Bennett,” I said, as I gently pushed him back and started to place soft kisses on the head of his dick. I looked up into his eyes seductively. I took him in whole as his eyes rolled in the back of his head. The moans that were escaping his mouth had me going hard in the paint to please my man. I planned on pleasing him for the rest of my life.

  Chapter 9- Jayceon

  I laid back in bed and watched as Bella made love to my dick. Even when she’s being downright nasty, she’s still beautiful as ever. Bella is truly a cut from the rest. She takes life by the reigns and goes for what she wants. Most women wouldn’t dare ask a nigga for their hand in marriage. Not to mention offer to pay for the wedding. Never in a million years would a nigga like me, Blockka, accept a woman’s hand in marriage, but Bella has me doing a lot of shit I said that I would never do these days. The way she carries herself is like nothing I’ve ever seen before in another woman. At twenty–three, she’s on top of her game and carrying herself like a woman in her forties.

  “Bae watch out! I’m about to buss.” I tried to gently stop her from sucking because I didn’t want to disrespect her by releasing in her mouth. She took my hands and pinned them down to the bed and continued to suck until I came. Without hesitation she swallowed each and every drop.

  “All that fruit you be eating baby got you tasting so sweet,” she said, as she got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. From the sounds of it I could tell she was handling her hygiene. I reached over on the nightstand and grabbed my phone. It had been going off non-stop all day. I ignored all my calls because I was spending time with my girl. I went through all of the messages that were mostly from my OG and my sister. The one that caught my interest was a missed call from one of my business associates. I wanted to return the call but that would have to wait until morning.

  “Baby, do you think your mother would like to go out to lunch with me? I feel kind of bad about going over to her house unannounced. I don’t want her to think that I’m mad at her for being close with Fatima. She was before me and I have to respect that fact that you guys were once in love.” Although Bella was sitting in front of me acting as if finding out about my history with Fatima was cool, I knew the shit bothered her.

  “My mother would love to go out with you. You know she loves you.”

  “I love her and Sky too.” She kissed me on lips and laid on my chest.

  “In case you were wondering about my relationship with Fatima, I just want you to know that you have nothing to worry about. I know that Fatima is still in love with me but the feelings aren’t mutual. Of course I have love for her because she is the mother of my daughter. What we had is over.”

  “I’m not worried about you and her. I know my position in your life. However, I hope whatever happened between you two the other night was the last time anything happens between you two. Before you say anything, just know that you didn’t hang the phone up completely. Being the woman that I am I didn’t feel the need to listen. I’ll just take it as you were both hurting and needed each other to cope with your daughter’s death. I’ll take one for the team because I’m a team player. I love you more than life itself but I will not share you with another woman. I will not be cheated on or blatantly disrespected.” Bella turned her back to me and cut the lamp off on her side of the bed. I wanted to say something so badly, but maybe it was best I just shut the fuck up because I didn’t know how much she had heard before she hung up, and I really wasn’t trying to find out. One thing for sure and two for fucking certain, Bella’s ass just scared a nigga straight. No bullshit.

  *****

  Planning this next heist had been taking up all of my time. I had finally received the bank routes in which the armored trucks would be doing pick up on the day of the heist. This shit was foolproof; there was no way that we could fuck anything up. The money was basically being given to us. I know you’re wondering how we’re going to pull this heist off. Well let me enlighten you.

  In this business, I’ve always kept a couple of associates on speed dial. In this particular case, I’ll be using my old friend, India. She has been in the banking business for some time now. I was in shock when she reached out and told me that she was now the supervisor over a small armored truck company in Miami. She was the one who handled all of the hiring and firing of the employees. The plot was simple: Ski Mask Mafia would be armored car drivers for the day. Typically, potential hires would have to go through a tedious hiring process and security screening. With India being in on the shit, she knew a way to get around all of that. We were basically going to get inside the trucks and make pickups from all of the banks and ATM’s that were on the rosters for the day. Tristan and I will drive one truck, while Dominic and Rashad will drive the other one. India wanted Fatima on the inside working the cash room. She would be getting money ready to go out, but really, she would be bringing the money back to us. Once we were locked and loaded, we would basically unload the money and abandon the trucks. After this heist I planned on taking a break for six months. Even bank robbers needed a vacation.

  Unexpectedly, I received a call from India telling me that she needed to meet up with us. I was hoping and praying this bitch was not about to tell me that some shit happened and we couldn’t pull off this job. We’ve been planning this shit for a year now and I would be mad as fuck. We could have invested all of that time in another job. So, hopefully she was just coming to go over some last minute details before the shit took place.

  “Damn nigga! You look like you lost your best friend. Fuck is wrong with you?” Rashad said to Tech as he sat down at the conference table. Tech was looking like some shit was fucking with him.

  “This shit with Aisha and this baby got me bugging.”

  “I thought you was happy she was pregnant with your seed?” Dominic asked.

  “I’m happy about that. I just don’t know if I’m feeling the idea of her being my baby momma. I believe her ass poked holes in the condom or something. I’ve always strapped up with this bitch, except maybe once or twice on some drunken shit.”

  “One time is all it takes,” Fatima chimed in. I was surprised that she was even there. After the shit that went down between us at her crib, she had sent all types of messages about walking away from the crew. Last night she sent a message saying that she was back in and I didn’t have to worry about her trying to be with a nigga anymore. We’ll see how long that lasts.

  “Man the fuck up! You knew Aisha was on some gold digging shit from the jump. Now you have to deal with bitch for the next eighteen years.” I had to tell his ass. He knew that bitch wasn’t shit.

  “It’s your fault nigga. If memory serves me right you introduced me to her ass.”

  “Yeah I did. Only so that I could get my dick sucked by her friend. That’s all you were supposed to do but you started entertaining her ass. All I did was let that bitch Shauna suck my dick. I had to stop her while she was doing that because she had licked that spot underneath my balls. That shit was too close to my ass. I’m not with that funny shit.” I fired up an extendo blunt and took a long pull and passed it.

  “Man Blockka, that bitch is a freak like that? What’s her number? I wouldn’t give a fuck. She could lick my ass crack if she wants to,” Dominic said as he pulled out his pho
ne. This nigga was dead ass serious. Her ass was a toss-up so I knew she wouldn’t mind me giving him her number. We all laughed at his thirsty ass. Moments later the bell rang. I looked at the monitor and it was India. I swear this bitch had ass for days. I’ve been wanting to fuck for a minute but I knew I could never go there with her. We’re business associates. If I gave her ass this anaconda she would sing like a bird if I stopped giving her the dick. I’m not bragging. I’m just stating facts. I buzzed her in and we all stood as she walked in.

  “It has to be important if you’re blessing us with your presence before a big job. I hope you’re here with good news. I’m not in the mood to hear anything bad right now.” I poured me a shot of D’usse and waited for her ass to tell me what the hell she wanted.

  “No worries Blockka. Everything is a go for next week. I’m actually here because I need you guys to do a small jewelry store job for me.” She took a folder from her Birkin bag and handed it to me. I looked at the contents and we all passed it around the table to one another.

  “We don’t do small jobs sweetie. How much is this job worth?” That’s the Fatima that I like right there. When she’s on her shit she’s ruthless. I guess that last shot of dick gave her ass some act right. I hope so because she is a great asset to this team.

  “It’s worth a million sweetie.” India emptied her bag on the table and it was noting put piles of money.”

  “I see you came prepared,” Dominic said as he thumbed through the money.

  “Who the fuck is this nigga we’re robbing and why?” Tech said as he leaned back in his chair and studied India. That was one of Tech’s greatest attributes to the team. He could read people just by looking in their eyes and watching their body language.

  “My step father. He is one of the biggest diamond wholesalers in Miami. He’s the owner of a chain of jewelry stores. There’s one store in particular that holds a large amount of diamonds. That’s the one I want you to hit. Fuck all the jewelry in the cases. The big shit is in a safe in his office. That’s five hundred thousand right there. After you pull it off, you give me the diamonds and I’ll give you the rest of the money. We can make the exchange after the armored truck heist. I’m getting out of the country after that. So, do we have a deal or not?” I sat and I looked at this bitch with no emotion on my face. My crew wore the same looks; they already knew what the fuck was on my mind. Like I said before the money is the motive. India wanted to play with the big dogs. This game here was ruthless as fuck and everybody is looking for a new heist. I just didn’t understand why she was doing this to her father. From what I’ve seen he spoils the bitch rotten.

  “We’ll do it. Leave the information. I’ll be in touch next week after the heist.” I knocked back a shot of D’usse and I grabbed the money from the table. I handed it to Fatima and she went and put it in the underground safe. Tech showed India out and soon as the door closed, we all started laughing.

  “Yo Blockka, is this shit for real?” Dominic yelled. We were all on a high.

  “After all this time, the bitch finally gave up that diamond location,” Fatima said as she sat back down and poured herself a drink. In case you’re wondering what the hell is going on. It’s simple. India is an asset to our operation but she’s also a mark. For years we’ve been trying to find out what store her stepfather held the mass collection of diamonds at. Here it is she’s offering us a million dollars for some shit that’s well over twenty million. This bitch forgot we know numbers.

  “I knew she would break sooner or later.” I got up and went into my office and grabbed the notes we had been taking when we had staked out all of his stores. I found the one we needed and we all started to look over the paperwork. After we were all done, I set all of the paper on fire. There was no longer a need for us to have that type of shit lying around. We already knew the ins and the outs, and the timing. All we had to do was get in and get the fuck out.

  “When do you want to pull this shit off Blockka?” Tech asked as he discarded all of the burnt ashes from the table.

  “In a couple of days. This shit is an easy job. We’ve staked this place out for a minute. I want to get this shit over with ASAP. I want those motherfucking diamonds. As a matter of fact, I need to get my baby Bella a ring that’s so heavy she can barely hold her hand up, and so fucking bright that motherfuckers would have to wear shades just to look at it. A ring worth so much that she’ll need security with her when she wears it out in public.”

  “That’s what up bro. I’m over here thinking about the same thing for my girl,” Tech said and we all looked at him like he was crazy.

  “Who, Aisha’s hoe ass?” Dominic said.

  “Hell naw. My future wife. In due time, I’ll give you niggas the pleasure of meeting her.” We all just looked at Tech like he was crazy. We all knew the nigga was talking about Aisha. We all know about each other’s bitches or mains. I don’t know who Tech thought he was fooling.

  “I got to get up out of here. I promised Bella I would be home early tonight. I’ll see you all here first thing in the morning.” We all dapped it up and we prepared to leave. I was happy Fatima didn’t look sad when I said something about buying Bella a ring. She was actually smiling and texting on her phone. Hopefully, she got her a nigga. She deserves some happiness in her life. At one point in time, I was that nigga, but our time has passed. One would think I was cold hearted to Fatima but that’s not the case. The shit I do to her is for her own good, so that she can move on with her life. If I played games with her heart and gave her false hope, I would be a bitch ass nigga for that, and ain’t no bitch in my blood.

  Chapter 10- Bella

  My mother and father have been on my mind heavily. It’s been two weeks and they haven’t even tried to reach out to me. We both said things that we both regret. At least I know that I do. All my life I’ve had nothing but the utmost respect for my parents. That’s the way I was raised. Although I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong that night, I still feel like I disrespected them. That’s just the way that I was raised. I had called them several times but they had refused my calls. I haven’t told Jayceon how I’ve been feeling because I don’t want him to feel bad for the decision that I made. Since my parents wouldn’t answer the phone, I decided to just go to their house. I needed to just get them to see that Jayceon wasn’t all that bad. My parents needed to give him a chance.

  When I pulled up to my parents’ home, both of their cars sat parked in the driveway, which was great, because I wanted to talk to them at the same time. I tried putting my keys in the door but they no longer fit. They had changed the locks on me. They were doing too much right now. I rang the doorbell until someone answered.

  “Hello Bella.”

  “Hi Rebecca. How are you?” Our maid since I was a kid answered the door. She was very hesitant like she didn’t want to let me in. So, I politely pushed past her ass and went straight to find my parents. I knew exactly where they were; outside by the pool getting drunk as usual. That’s all the hell they did.

  “Young lady, you have a lot of nerve being here after the way you spoke to us.” My mother was now standing to her feet. My father continued to sit and read his paper as if I were not standing there. I never really cared for my mother. She has always been distant towards me. My father on the other hand has always been my best friend. His treatment was what hurt me the most. Up until I met Jayceon. I was Daddy’s little girl. Now he acts as if he hates me. I pulled out the lawn chair and sat directly in front of my father.

  “I’m so sorry for the way I spoke to the both of you. I love you both so much. You’ve always been the best parents in the world. It hurts me to know that it’s so easy for you guys to just dismiss me this way. Please Daddy, say something.” I was holding on to his arm for dear life, trying my best to get him to look at me. He continued to drink his scotch and read his paper. I turned around and I was ready to plead with my mother but the smirk she wore on her face showed me that she was enjoying this. Nothing made her feel
better than seeing my father dismiss me. She has always had a problem with the way he spoiled me. Don’t get me wrong, my mother has been a good mother to me. It’s just that sometimes she made me feel like she was jealous of the relationship I had with my father.

  “Please don’t do this to me! I can’t live without you guys. I’m getting married and I need you to give me away Daddy!” I was crying so badly because they were treating me like an adopted child.

  “Please leave my home Bella. The day you chose that common thug over us, you sealed your fate. Just so I make myself clear, you are no longer a part of Santos Reality. As we speak the locks are being changed on your office.”

  “What? You can’t do that. That’s my business. How could you do this to me?” I couldn’t believe they were taking away my pride and joy. Yes, they owned part of it but my name is on the deed. I’ve poured my blood, sweat, and tears into making my agency one of the best there is.

  “Do you want to keep your business Bella?” my mother asked as she stared at me over her glasses.

  “Of course I do, mother.”

  “Leave that man alone and you can have everything your heart desires.”

  “Fuck this shit. I’m not about to beg for y’all any longer. I love the both of you but I’m a grown ass woman and I refused to leave Jayceon alone because y’all don’t like him. I thought if I came over here and apologized to you then maybe we could work things out. Obviously not. I hate that I ever came over here.” I walked out and I refused to cry about it any longer. It was so wrong what they were doing to me. This shit was not fair at all. Why should I have to choose? I should be able to have them both in my life. To take my business from me was the lowest shit they could have ever done to me. If they were trying to hurt me, they’ve done a great job at it. This shit cannot be life.

  I was so glad when I made it home and Jayceon was already there. I sat in the car until I got myself together. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me upset.