Love Contract

by Andromeda

"I admit making the baby the...natural way...has some...benefits," she says as she pulls her skirt down, sitting down in a chair.

  She crosses her legs, but I know what lies between them; the thought makes my pants tighten again. What is the matter with me? I haven't fallen this hard for a girl since...I shake my head clear. No, I will not think of her, not right now.

  "I'm glad you approve," I smirk. "So all you have to do is sign the bottom of the paper and we can...officially begin..."

  I lick my lips at the thought our many, many sessions together. She rolls her eyes and begins to write her name. "However...I do have a question."

  "Yes?"

  "How much...do I get paid?"

  "$700,000," I say simply.

  Her eyes bug out of her head. "What?"

  "Is that not enough?" I ask. "I mean, I can give you more but..."

  "No, no," she says shaking her head. "No that's fine..."

  I nod smiling. "After we try...the first time, $200,000 will be deposited into your bank account. After, that you will get $100,000 every 3 months after you're sure you're pregnant. Then at the end, I'll give you another $200,000."

  She places her hand on her heart. "That...that's very generous."

  "It's not enough, if you ask me," I say sitting down across from her. "But besides that, you'll get whatever house or apartment you want after you give birth. During the pregnancy, you are moving in with me."

  She nods and sighs. "How can I refuse?"

  Bending down, she signs her name and hands me the papers, and holds out her hand. I take them, then her hand and then pull her close, giving her a deep kiss. I want so badly to have her now, to be thrusting so deeply into her as she screams my name, but she pulls away.

  "No," she says breathlessly.

  I groan and reach for her again, but she slaps my hands away.

  "No!" she giggles.

  "No?" I repeat. That word is new to me. No woman has ever told me no before.

  "That's right, no," she says, nodding. "I might have let you...touch me...but if you want to do it again, I want something."

  "And what is that?"

  " I want a date."

  "A date?" I rub the back of my head. I haven't done a date in a very long time. Normally, I just bring the women to my house and we go for a couple rounds. I can't remember how long it's been since I dated a woman.

  "Fine," I say with a smirk. Before she can resist I pull her close, pressing my lips to her neck. "And when it's over...there won't be anything to stop me from being between your legs."

  She groans, biting her lip before pulling away. "It was nice, Gio," she says, fixing her clothes. "But I have to go finish some paperwork for my family."

  "You mean the school situation?" I ask. She nods and I smirk. "Well, I fixed it. You have 3 appointments with 3 of the best schools in Richmond."

  Her jaw drops. "What? W-when?"

  "In about 20 minutes."

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  Malaika

  That cocky, full of himself ass, I think to myself. I told him not to get involved with CPS and the school situation, but he did what he wanted and now here I am, being courted by four of the best schools in the state. Apparently, Giovanni has gotten these schools to court us in order to make myself appear worthy of holding custody.

  I look at him out of the corner of my eye. He argues with the headmistress at St. Anne's Academy for the Gifted, wanting better benefits for my siblings and daughter; telling her that he has 3 other schools who want them. He argues that since he is their benefactor, then my siblings and daughter should have the best of the best. I feel like I'm being courted by the NFL or something.

  I have to say though; I am impressed by him. My mind goes back to what happened in his office; how his lips felt against mine, how he skillfully moved his fingers to give me pleasure, how the asshole stole my UNDERWEAR!

  I'm still livid at that! I have to clamp my legs shut and pray that there isn't a sudden breeze, or else EVERYONE will see my ass. However,...as much as it pains me to say it...I like him. Not a like-like or anything, but a neutral like.

  I like that he is helping me with my family, but I refuse to be a charity case. And then there is his child that I'll be carrying, that I'll be making with him. I'll have to sleep with him...I haven't slept with a man since Robyn's father Derick, and that was over five years ago. Am I ready to do that?

  I refuse to look at it as 'just a job' that would make me look like a slut. No, maybe I'll look at it as a...well, I don't know what to think of it yet, but I know I'll come with something. My thoughts are interrupted by warm arms wrapping around my waist, followed by an electric spark.

  "Thinking about me..." he whispers in my ear.

  "I thought you were talking to the headmistress," I say, my voice barely a whisper.

  "I was," he says, nibbling on my ear. "And she is talking to her board. They want your siblings and daughter. They’re in."

  My eyes widen in delight. "St Anne's wants them?"

  "That's right, my Angel."

  "I could kiss you!"

  He chuckles lowly. "Why don't you?"

  "Because my daughter is here, and I'm not touching you until we have our date."

  He groans but slides his hand up the back my skirt, cupping my ass. "I can still touch you..."

  I respond by stomping on his foot with my wedged heel.

  "Dannazione!!" he hisses in my ear.

  I chuckle, not knowing what he said, but then again I don't really care. "No touching, and I mean it!" I then leave him, adding an extra sway of my hips to tease him.

  I'm not going to be that easy, Rinaldi....

  Chapter Six: Winning a Battle, Losing the War

  Malaika

  "AHHH!! MALA HELP ME!! SHE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!!" Ruby's voice suddenly screams, snatching me from my sleep

  "GET BACK OVER HERE YOU LITTLE FEMÉL CHEN!!! I'M GOING TO GET YOU!!" I recognize that voice as Grace, calling her a female dog

  BANG! BANG! BANG!

  "SISTER EDE MWEN!!" Ruby screams, begging me to save her.

  I'm jolted awake by Ruby and Grace fighting...like normal. Groaning, I walk over to my door and open it. Ruby runs in and cowers behind me as an enraged Grace stomps over.

  "Just wait until I get you..." she growls in Creole.

  I hold up my hand. "Grace, what the hell is wrong? It's too early in the morning for this."

  "She dropped my toothbrush in the toilet!" she screams. "And then had me use it!"

  "I said I was sorry!" Ruby whimpers.

  "Don't give me those eyes!" Grace growls. "I'm going to kill you!"

  "Grace, enough," I groan, rubbing my eyes. "I'll buy you a new one, ok? I'll get it after work."

  I look at the clock and then back at them. "You guys should be dressed. We're going to be late for your first day of school."

  With great hustle, I'm able to get everyone cleaned, dressed, and fed. We then pile into the car and I drive them to their school. Before I let them go, I straighten Robyn's dress and fix her hair-bows.

  "Alright," I say, smiling. "Have a good day."

  They nod and hug me before running inside. I watch them to make sure they go inside before getting back in the car and driving to the hospital.

  Rushing inside to check in with Joy, I almost slam into you know who. Giovanni chuckles and holds out his hand to help me. With great reluctance, I take it; the electric sparks shooting through my arm.

  "Good morning, mia angela," he says.

  "Stop calling me that," I grumble. "And we're at work."

  "And?" he whispers huskily, stepping close to me.

  I lean back. "You say that you're a private man and you don't like your business out there. And looking at me like you want to tear my clothes off right now just might make that happen."

  He smirks and takes a step away, not so far that I can't feel his warmth. I step away and walk to the elevator. He walks in with me and presses the button; I roll my eyes and he
chuckles.

  "Took your siblings to their first day of school?" he asks.

  "Yeah, what of it?"

  "Just wondering, mia angela," he chuckles.

  "Yeah right," I grumble.

  Smirking, he presses the emergency stop button and I immediately tense. Smirking at me, he drops his briefcase and steps close to me. I back away into the corner.

  "Giovanni..." I say warningly.

  He cuts me off with a kiss, a deep and passionate kiss that takes my breath away. His hands grip my hips, lifting me up, and instantly I wrap my legs around his waist. Our kisses become more heated and passionate as his tongue slides into my mouth, caressing and wrapping around my own. His hands thrust under my scrubs, massaging my breasts and making me softly moan and mew with pleasure.

  "I want so badly to have you right now," he whispers huskily in the kiss. "To have you screaming my name..."

  "We can't..." I whisper back. "I said I want a date..."

  "And you will have it," he says, his hand sliding into my pants. "You'll have it and more."

  I moan louder; the feel of his hands is magic, soaking my panties and I know through my scrubs. Nibbling on my neck, he thrusts a finger in, making me gasp suddenly. Smirking, he slowly pumps it in and out, making me squirm and tilt my head back. I softly pant as he moves it faster and faster, adding a second finger. Growling with lust, he bites harder, sucking my neck as I hold him tighter and feel my body want more.

  "Mmm...damn it!" I moan in Creole, lost in sensation.

  I scream as my body spasms in release, a great shuddering rush ripping through me. Panting, I lay my head back against the walls.

  Chuckling, he withdraws his fingers and licks them clean with a grin. "Dolce come il miele..."

  I look down at my scrubs; they look as if I've pissed myself.

  Smirking, he turns my head from side to side. "My best work yet..."

  The blood drains from my face when I realize that he's marked up my neck! "Ou bata!" I scream at him, calling him a bastard.

  He chuckles. "Careful my Angel, hearing another language from your lips is so sexy. Keep it up and I'll take you for real in this elevator, not caring for our agreement or that someone might hear."

  That shuts me up.

  He presses the elevator button and it returns to normal. Smirking, he picks up his briefcase. "Have a good day, Ms. Robinson."

  Gritting my teeth, I shove past him, making sure my shoulder slams into his chest as I march to the changing rooms. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

  ********************************

  Giovanni

  I watch as she leaves and smirk to myself. She's hot and bothered—perfect. I'm a little disappointed that she wasn't screaming for me to have her in the elevator, date or no date. I tried my best, fingering her until I thought she'd burst from pleasure, but she's a tough cookie. Doesn't matter, I'll break her soon. Walking to my office, I begin to get to work.

  A date...a date...damn, I haven't been on one of those in a really long time. The last one I went on was when I was in high school, I think; but then again, I couldn't really call that a date. Shrugging, I turn to the internet to look for some nice places to take her.

  A bar? No, she doesn't seem like the type. A club? Maybe, but then a lot of other men would be looking at her and I don't want that. My temper rises at the thought of any other man looking her, kissing her, touching her. She's mine!

  I am startled by my own possessiveness. I haven't been this possessive over a woman since...sighing I rest my head on my hands. I can't keep running from her. Pulling back a drawer, I take out a picture. Smiling to myself, I tenderly touch the glass.

  Veronica. Sweet, tender Veronica. She knew when to make me laugh, how to help me when I was sad, and how to help me relax when I had a long time at work. I loved her with my whole heart, and then I had to be an asshole and lost her forever.

  The sound of alarms gets my attention, and when I come out I see a gurney go by. Malaika sits on top of a man, administering CPR while also barking orders at nurses. My heart stops in my chest as I watch them zoom on by. She looks perfect. In command. Beautiful. Strong. All of the qualities that I want in a woman. She's stronger than Veronica ever was.

  Malaika glances up, and our eyes connect for a moment before she turns back to her work. She's perfect in more ways than one. What's wrong with me? Could it be that my feelings for her are more than just business? That's impossible. Could it?

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  Malaika

  I pull my mask off my face, smiling at Joy. "Another successful surgery, Dr. Robin; well done."

  "Thank you Joy," I say as we strip off the gowns.

  "So, what are your plans for the weekend? You aren't on call. What do you have in mind?"

  I stop for a moment to think. It's been almost 3 weeks since the 'elevator', and I haven't seen high or low of Giovanni. Like the man has given me my space. I both love it and hate it. I mean sure, whenever he touches or kisses me I feel sparks and get wet, but...I don't know I can't help but wonder if it could be more than that. Ugh, no I don't love him or anything like that, but...I don't know, I can't put it to words.

  "Just helping my family," I say at last to Joy.

  "You should bring them to the hospital," she giggles. "I want to meet your beautiful little girl."

  I can't help but smile. Everyone in out 'group' knows about my siblings and daughter, and they love them. I've yet to bring them to the hospital for a visit, and they keep bugging me to do it.

  "Hey Mala," Pearl's voice suddenly says.

  I turn around. "Yeah?"

  "The guys and I are going to club tomorrow night. Want to come?"

  Before I can respond, my phone dings and when I take it out, I see that it's Giovanni. Speak of the devil, I think to myself.

  Giovanni: Hello there, mia angela. Our date is tomorrow night. Are you ready?

  Me: Does it have to be tomorrow? Pearl and the guys want to go to a club.

  Giovanni: The answer is no, I don’t want other guys grinding all on you

  Me: Who do you think you are my father?

  Giovanni: Sass me again and I'll come down from my office and spank you.

  Me: Oh I'm really scared Boss Man. But fine, I'll tell the others I can't go.

  Giovanni: That's a good girl.

  Me: Shut up twou manman bourik.

  I look at Pearl. "I can't..."

  She looks at my phone and rolls her eyes. "So Mob Boss has you on a tight leash, huh?"

  "No he doesn’t," I say, putting my phone up. "But I agreed to this, you know."

  She nods. Pearl is the only one that knows of my 'agreement' with Giovanni, and I'm glad. I needed someone to talk to about this, and I'm glad she's my friend. She can be a smart ass sometimes, but she's a good friend.

  "Well I guess I'll see you later then," she says as we walk to the locker rooms. "But you better call me after the date. On second thought, call me the day after, I know you'll be screwing all night and the day after."

  "Pearl!" I exclaim, my cheek turning red.

  "Have I ever told a lie?" she asks, pulling on her shirt.

  "Well no, but..."

  "Exactly," she smirks.

  Yep. Best friends forever.

  Chapter Seven: Taking the Plunge

  Malaika

  I pace like a mad woman in my room, trying to find something to wear. Tonight is my date with Giovanni, and I am panicking seeing as I don't have a big wardrobe to pick from. After what seems like hours, I am finally able to settle on a black high-low dress with black and gold pumps, faux-gold jewelry, and nude lipstick.

  "Mamman!" Robyn giggles as I'm fixing my hair. "Oooohhh, you look so bèl!"

  I smile and kiss her cheek. "Thank you."

  "Where are you going Mamman?"

  "On a date," I say as I finish.

  "Is it with Giowanni?" she asks.

  I smile and nod. "Yes, it's with Giovanni."

&nbs
p; "Can I come?"

  "I'm sorry gato dous," Sweet Cake I say, shaking my head. "You can't. It's for adults only."

  "Ohh," she says nodding. "Can I come next time?"

  "Maybe."

  Knock! Knock!

  Grace opens the door and looks me up and down. "The car is here."

  Nodding I get up and walk with them to the front door. I look at her and Jordan. "You guys sure you'll be alright?"

  "It's just for the night," Jordan says. "We have Pearl on speed dial as well as the hospital."

  They'll be fine Mala, I tell myself. They will be fine.

  Kissing them all, I walk down to the limo where Eric smiles and opens the door for me. We pull off, driving into the night. I have no idea where we are going, and the anticipation is eating at me. I tug at my lower lip, a nervous habit I had since I was young.

  "You'll be fine," a voice suddenly says. I look up and see Eric smiling at me from the mirror.

  "I'm sorry?"

  "Mr. Rinaldi likes you," he says. "And I can't say he's felt the same way for any other women."

  I don't know why, but it warms my heart.

  "We're here," he suddenly says, parking the car and getting out to help me out. I look around. We're at a pier and there, standing on what I know is a billion-dollar yacht, is Giovanni.

  He nods to Eric after he hands me to him and drives off, leaving us alone.

  "Where are we?" I ask.

  "The James Pier," he says. "On the James River. You like it?"

  "Er..." I've never been on a boat before, and it's a little intimidating.

  He smiles kindly at me. "It's alright. Trust me, you'll be fine."

  Taking my hand, he leads me below deck and as we walk, I glance at him. He's dressed in a full suit, his auburn hair slicked back, and his mustache and light-beard are gone. Honestly, I like him with them and hope he will let them grow back. He leads me to a table with two covered dishes, and after pulling my seat out and pushing me in, he sits down across from me.

  "I had my chef make foods I'm sure you're familiar with," he says. "Cover your eyes." Smiling, I do as instructed, and hear him removing the covers. "Ok. You can look now."

  I pull my eyes away and gasp. A plate of jerk chicken with rice, plantains, carrots, and green beans sits before me with a glass of wine. The mouthwatering aroma caresses my nose.