Raheem walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist before zipping up my dress in the back. We were on the way to my first fashion show and I was extra nervous. I didn’t know what the critics were going to say and I was indeed worried. For some reason the things I had gone through the past year or so had humbled me. I was no longer the conceited, spoiled baby girl of the Beauvois clan. I was a woman and I was loving who I had become.
“You look so breathtakingly beautiful,” Rah said as he kissed the back of my neck. I was wearing a tight, flattering, long red gown with a plunging neckline and thigh high split. It was one of my designs.
I shivered. “Thank you.”
“Are you okay baby?”
“Uh huh, just a little nervous.” I sighed and closed my eyes to say a silent prayer.
“Don’t be nervous. Everything’s going to be great.” He offered me a smile as I turned around to kiss him. I leaned back against my vanity as he wrapped me up in his muscular embrace. “No worries okay.”
I nodded and held on to him. “Okay.”
I should’ve been happy, but all I could think about was how Avery had almost killed me in front of my father. Despite all of that, I was grateful to know that he was really my biological father. Secretly, deep down inside, I did want to know. I wasn’t even mad at him for doing the test behind my back. Although he had done it, I knew that it wouldn’t have made a difference.
Raheem had saved me and I would be forever in debt to him for saving my life once again. I was just so glad that all of the threats were finally over. Life could go on as usual, or would it? I didn’t think things would ever be the same. We would all be forever changed.
* * *
As I grabbed the microphone and looked out into the crowd of people who had come to support me, my heart was overwhelmed with gratitude. “Thank you for coming out tonight. I would like to introduce the spring collection of my Black Butterfly fashion line for women. Tonight’s theme is Black Magic, which is also the name of the signature scent that I will be releasing next month. Black Onyx, my line for men will debut this summer and Black Lace, my lingerie line is coming soon. I hope you enjoy the show and you are all invited to the after party.”
As I walked off the stage the applause was thunderous. The huge screen behind me displayed the photos from the ad campaign. The one that was on the screen at the time was of me and my gorgeous sisters posing like Charlie’s Angels. That photo had been plastered on several national and international fashion magazines and websites. It was also featured on billboards all over the US, Canada, the UK and France.
The lights blared on the stage and the fire and effects were put in motion. The fierce makeup and the strut of the models made the show seem dramatic and in some ways magical. To say that I loved it was not saying enough. My girl Camille had done her thing. The color scheme was black, gray and silver and I loved it. The contrast of spring’s splash of colors looked good against a dark backdrop. During the finale the models all walked out in sparkly, black bathing suits and black, satin made wings. The wings were humungous and made them all appear to be able to fly if they tried. That was when my voice could be heard loud and clear. I wasn’t really talking. It was a sound bite from an interview I had done.
“Every woman is a butterfly. We are all diverse and come in an array of colors, shapes and sizes. I want to cater to every woman, in every facet of life. Be beautiful and spread your wings!” The models all stood in a different pose and spread her wings out. The crowd went wild. It was the perfect way to end the show as a huge spotlight illuminated the faces of the models as they all looked up.
I had tears in my eyes as my family and loved ones surrounded me with hugs and congratulations. It was all surreal and the loud applause and standing ovation was all the confirmation that I needed. Everyone had loved the show and I was ready to CELEBRATE!!!!!
* * *
The after party was held in the pent house apartment at the top of the Miami downtown building that Rah and I had made love on top of. He had got his uncle to let us use it to throw the luxurious party, since he never was there. The day of my fashion show had coincidentally fallen on the same day that we had that dinner date on the roof a year ago. Leave it up to Rah to remember that. It was special that he did though and I had to tell my sisters the story during our last Beauvois Diva’s Day.
Randy walked over to me and air kissed my cheeks. “Baby Beauvois, honey child, that show was marvelous! I loved it! Just make sure you also designs some bags. You know I love my bags!” He said dramatically. Dressed in an all-white tailored suit, he was doing the damn thing.
“Thanks Randy! I am so glad you could make it.”
“Well, you know Isaac wanted me to come to Italy, but I declined. I could not have missed your show honey.”
I laughed and grabbed a glass of champagne from a server’s tray as he passed. “I will drink to that.”
“Me too,” a voice said behind me.
I turned around and LaTisha was standing there. I gave her a big hug. “You made it,” I said with a huge smile on my face.
“Yeah girl. The show was great. I loved it.”
“Thank you,” I said gratefully.
When I looked up I noticed my mother and father walking over to me hand in hand. They were seeing Dr. Fletcher and working on their relationship. Father still hadn’t moved back in the house, but I was certain that he would be soon. They had been all over each other all night.
“I am so proud of you honey,” she said as she grabbed my hands.
We had already had a talk and I had forgiven her. If my father could, so could I. It took a lot of coaxing from him, my sisters and Rah, but I gave in.
“Thanks mother.” I smiled as I squeezed her hand.
Father kissed my cheek. “The show was wonderful darling and you look lovely.”
I thanked him with a hug. “I am so glad that it’s over, but this is just the beginning.”
“Indeed,” he nodded. “Well, this part is for the teeny boppers. Your mother and I are going to get on out of here sweetie.”
“Okay,” I said having a feeling that I knew what they were running off to do. He winked at me after we said our goodbyes and they left.
Soon Samara, Reba, Cree, Chang and Rah walked over with drinks in their hands. We all mingled, danced and had a good time. As I looked around I wondered where my sisters were.
* * *
Seandra
Since Tay had told me about her little rendezvous on the roof with Rah, I was curious. After partying a little bit, I grabbed Ahmad and we ventured off to find the roof’s entrance. In no time we found the door and some stairs.
“Right here baby,” Ahmad said with a sneaky grin on his face.
“Your freaky ass is ready.” I couldn’t help but laugh. I’d already had four glasses of champagne and I was feeling kind of hot too.
“Hell yeah,” he said as he grabbed my hand and helped me up the stairs.
“Oh my God. This view is amazing,” I gasped. The short, tight, black dress that I had on was perfect for what we planned to do. It was a good thing I didn’t wear any underwear.
“You are amazing,” he said as he stared at me. I was mesmerized as I followed his fine ass to a corner that was sort of hidden.
There was a blanket there and I thought about Tay and Rah’s little sexy dinner/picnic. I thought it was so cute. After he spread it out I sat down on his lap daintily. I didn’t know how many people had fucked on that damn blanket.
“Relax baby,” he laughed as he reached in his pocket. “I have something that will help you with that.”
He pulled out a joint and lit it. After he hit it a few times he passed it to me. As I puffed it, his lips and tongue were all over me. Next thing I knew I was sitting on that blanket with my legs wide open. When I looked down Ahmad had positioned himself between my healthy thighs.
“Mmm.” He licked his lips and then latched them around my clit. As he sucked and licked, I couldn’
t help but close my eyes.
“Ohh…that feels sooo fucking good.” I kept right on smoking and he kept right on eating my pussy like he was making love to it with his mouth.
He pushed my dress up further and pulled me into his mouth like his hunger was insatiable. The sounds of him slurping and feasting on my anatomy had me on another level. Add the high from the weed and I was floating above cloud nine.
“She is so yummy,” he whispered with his mouth full.
Shit, I was so wet and I was ready for something hard, but his soft tongue felt like heaven. Fuck that. I was trying to cum first. When I did, he just pulled me closer and kept going. I was all into it and humping and grinding until I couldn’t take the pleasure anymore.
“Fuck!” I screamed before he finally released my hard clit. The joint had started to burn my fingers and I dropped it.
Ahmad’s face looked like a glazed doughnut and I laughed. “It’s a good thing I have Wet Ones in my purse.”
He grinned. “Turn around. That pussy is the only wet one I want right now.”
I couldn’t help but giggle as I assumed the position. When he entered me, I exhaled. It felt so good and the passion that he put into each thrust let me know that it was good to him too.
“I love you Seandra. Only you,” he whispered in my ear as we came together.
“I love you too,” I said softly as I held on to him.
I knew that it wasn’t the time to think about Kristie, but I didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. It didn’t matter what she had done to me. After finding out that she was in Louisiana living with her mother, I called Grandmother Gwen and asked her if there was any way to reverse a curse that had fallen upon a person because of karma. She told me that it was complicated, but possible. I told her that I wanted her, Louise and Marcia to cleanse Kristie. A few weeks later I had gotten the word that it had been a success, but Kristie was mentally unstable before the curse. That could not be fixed by cleansing her aura. All I knew was that she was finally divorced from my man. There was also nothing that she could do to hurt me again. I was untouchable. Part of me wanted to think that black magic wasn’t real. As my man held me on that roof I realized that black magic could be whatever I imagined it to be.
* * *
Renell
“You’re the hottest pregnant woman I’ve ever seen,” Ricky said as he walked up behind me.
“And you’re the hottest father to be that I’ve ever seen.” I turned to kiss his awaiting lips and they tasted of champagne.
“Don’t get our baby drunk,” I laughed as I licked my lips.
“Our boy,” he grinned proudly.
I rolled my eyes. “My gramps knew it.” I rubbed my belly as my little man started kicking. I grabbed Ricky’s hand and placed it right where his little feet were.
“Wow,” his eyes widened. “He has a strong kick. That’s for those field goals.”
“You would want an NFL star.” I shook my head.
“Nah, just a healthy happy child.”
“That’s all I want too.”
He embraced me and then inhaled. “Damn, you smell good. Let’s sneak away. I’m sure this place has a few bedrooms.”
I smiled up at him as he held my hand and led me down a darkened hallway. He opened a door and voila. There was a nice, elegantly decorated bedroom with a round king sized bed.
“Hmm,” I said with a sneaky look on my face. “I guess we should take advantage, since we’re already in here.”
“I agree.” His voice was deep and full of lust as he pulled me into him for another passionate kiss. After he unzipped my dress it fell to the floor around my feet. I stepped out of it and then my body belonged to him.
I turned and he entered me from the back gently.
“Mmm,” I moaned as he gently spread my ass cheeks and then squeezed them.
“Ohhh…you’re so wet,” he groaned as he picked up the pace. “And tight.”
We made love in that strange bedroom like we were at home. After we cuddled, kissed and cleaned ourselves up after some mind blowing, earth shattering orgasms we returned to the party like we weren’t two love struck people. When I glanced at Seandra, I could sense an after sex glow on her face. We smiled knowingly at each other.
* * *
Seantay
My sisters both approached looking sneaky as hell. The party was almost over and the cameras had stopped flashing. I laughed when I thought about what the two of them and their boyfriends were up to.
“Well sis, the show and the party were awesome, but we’re about to hit the road,” Seandra said before hugging me.
“Okay sis.”
“Yes, the show was fabulous. I loved it sis. I’m tired and Rick and I are about to head out too,” Renell said.
We hugged and then I grabbed her hand and Seandra’s. “You two know that the deal for the reality show still stands.” Okay, so I was a glutton for fame no matter what.
Renell rolled her eyes. “We will talk about that tomorrow. It is Beavois’s Diva’s Day, so let’s make it a business meeting.”
I grinned. “Okay, cool.”
Seandra looked at me and shook her head. “I’m back on the set at Cinnamon Star and you know we are about to start filming for my role in “Nothing Even Matters”, so I’ll be busy. Shoot, we’ll talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight sis.”
“Night.”
After the festivities were finally over, Rah held my hand as we walked to his car. “How about we go home and make some black magic of our own.” The sexy grin on his face was infectious because I was smiling too.
“I’m down with that baby.”
When we got in the car I couldn’t help but keep that smile plastered on my face. Reba was happy with Chang and had settled with Aric out of court. The website had to come down and he owed her thousands. Not only that, but he wouldn’t be able to be a professor at any University in the US. She would finally be able to move on with her life.
All of the Beauvois ladies were finally back with our men and our careers were all intact. Nothing could mess up the moment of bliss that I was experiencing. As we pulled out onto the street from the parking deck, I saw a dark figure in the corner. I suddenly felt a chill, but when I looked again there was nobody there.
“You okay baby?” Rah asked as he rubbed my arm.
“Oh, I’m great baby.” I forced a smile on my face as he drove off, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that the craziness was not over. Maybe I was just being paranoid. I tried to shake the feeling off as I leaned over to kiss Rah’s cheek. “Everything is perfect.”
The End
GANGSTA’S BITCH 3
BY LEO SULLIVAN
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CHAPTER ONE
ANGEL
“I swear that nigga is eye fucking me all the time,” I told my best friends/cousins Daisy and Keya. It was the beginning of summer, last Friday of the month and we were sitting on the couch in my living room getting high from weed Keya stole from one of her many dudes and sipping Hennessey straight from the bottle.
“You should tell your mom,” Daisy advised.
“I would, but she’s probably gonna think I’m imagining things,” I huffed, taking another toke on the blunt. “She’s mad in love with that dude; it must be the young dick and all the paper he’s making.”
My mom Mina is thirty-two years old; she had me when she was only fifteen so sometimes she acted as though she was trying to catch up on her lost youth. About six months ago she started dating a twenty-two year old hustler named Boss. Homeboy was always looking at me as though I was a stake and he was some kind of hungry wolf and he wanted to just eat me up. The other day he even walked in on me while I was using the shower. He pulled the shower curtain back and was staring at me as if he was mesmerized for a good minute before he apologiz
ed and said he thought it was my mom using the bathroom. But I could tell from the smirk on his face his ass was lying.
“I don’t know what your mama is doing with that little nigga anyway,” Keya said, blowing smoke in the air and taking a sip from the bottle of liquor. “She’s a bad bitch and can get another man in a minute; she definitely doesn’t need his lame ass. Plus I heard he got some girl pregnant.”
“Who told you that?” I asked as I passed the henny to Daisy.
“Keisha from the beauty supply by Theresa’s hair shop said she overheard some girl boasting to her friend that she’s pregnant and he’s the daddy,” Daisy informed me.
Keya and Daisy are my Aunt Missy’s children. Missy is my mom’s older sister by eight years. She basically raised me because Mina was always off with some dude or another so I spent most of my time at my Auntie’s house. Mina and I lived in a three bedroom brownstone on 122nd street and Lenox Avenue, and my Auntie lived only a block away from us.
“I already knew that dude was trifling. He’ll expose himself soon and Mina is gonna kick his ass to the curb,” I said heatedly. “If he got some stupid chick going around saying she’s pregnant by him, it’s only a matter of time before it gets back to her. And you know she’s going to go investigate that shit and beat both their asses if it’s true.”
“Are you gonna tell Mina?” Keya asked.
“Hell nah. She’s not going to believe me,” I declared, shaking my head sadly. “She knows I can’t stand him, so whenever I complain about him she thinks it’s unjustified. Anyway enough about him; what happened to that nigga we met last week at the park Keya, you gave him some yet?”
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