The Dirty Divorce Part 3

by Miss KP

  The Dirty Divorce

  Part 3

  The Final Chapter

  Life Changing Books in conjunction with Power Play Media

  Published by Life Changing Books

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  This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to real people, events, establishments, or locales are intended only to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Other names, characters, and incidents occurring in the work are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, as are those fictionalized events and incidents that involve real persons. Any character that happens to share the name of a person who is an acquaintance of the author, past or present, is purely coincidental and is in no way intended to be an actual account involving that person.

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  Copyright © 2011

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  Dedication

  To my prince, my son Mateo Gabriel. You’ve been with me throughout this Dirty Divorce Movement. Mommy loves you to pieces!

  Acknowledgements

  First of all, I would like to thank God for all of the blessings. This journey has been more than what I could’ve ever imagined. Three books in one year…wow! I couldn’t have done it without my family, friends, and readers. Without your support this wouldn’t have been possible. Kami and Mateo, Mommy loves you so much. I work hard every day for you both. You give me purpose in this world and I’m always a mother first. Love you Doodie and Jordan. Rodney, what a year!! It’s been crazy, but God is good. To my mother, Lita Gray, I love you dearly. To my sister, Mia, this year defined the true meaning of sisterhood. Jawaun and Cornell, you da best! Daddy, I love you and I don’t mind having some of my Daddy’s ways, it’s made me the no-nonsense woman I am today. Sydni, Javone, EB and Brent, love you guys. Toya, Pam (Gill), Poo, Latrease, Letitia, Sam, Indiah, Shana, Donovan, Frank, Whitey, Detrick, Rob, and Jermaine, thanks for being my friends to the end.

  To Leslie Allen and Tressa aka-Azarel, I love you guys! Thanks for pushing me and making this dream possible. To my test readers and LCB family…we da best!

  There are many loved ones who have passed on that I wish were here to witness my dreams come true, so I would like to thank them for touching my life. Aunt Shirley, I feel like you helped me find the creative girl inside of me. You always believed in me and I miss you so much. Big Ma, I lost you, the only grandmother I’ve ever known while writing this book and I want you to know that I will love you forever. Nicky “Coach Lynch”, my cousin, you have touched so many people’s lives and have definitely left your mark on the world. I miss you and wish that you were still here.

  Many thanks again to everyone that I thanked in Part 1 and Part 2…This one is for the readers and bookstores (The Literary Joint, Urban Knowledge, Black and Nobel, Borders, Barnes and Noble) and anyone else that have supported me through this journey. AAMBC thanks for awarding me with Urban Book of the Year. I have posted a handful of reviews from Amazon.com to show love to the fans! If I could fit all of your comments I would!

  Over 75 FIVE STAR REVIEWS.

  THE DIRTY DIVORCE PART 1 AMAZON REVIEWS

  A great Urban novel, May 27, 2010 By R. Mobley "Kindle Reader" (Washington DC) Within the first 10 pages the reader was drawn into the arising drama. This book was definitely was a page turner. After reading the coldest winter ever, I searched the Urban book shelf for a book that was similar, but to no avail, until The Dirty Divorce landed on my Kindle. Looking forward in reading the continuation "The Dirty Divorce 2"

  July 20, 2010 By Lesa Jones E.J "~~Lesa!~~" (Milwaukee, WI)Well now waiting for part 2 so I cinish this story. Great book overall from the start to the end. Great book can’t wait for part 2 :)

  LISA IS THE BADDEST B!, May 31, 2010 By Yvette (Virginia) - This book was sooo good. I thought Lisa was the sweet wife that would just keep taking and taking, but she came back hard on Rich. She got gansta on them all. If you like sex, drugs, drama and violence, this book is for you. I could not put it down. I can't wait for part 2. Miss KP did the damn thing on this one, it was sooo good.

  OMG!!!, August 13, 2010 By D. Prophete "Divas of Literature" (Charlotte, NC) - All I can say is...there are very few books that I feel the need to review but THIS BOOK was crazy!! I never even heard of this author but I am so glad I stumbled across this book...and thanks to the reviews I decided to give it a shot...It's been a long time since an author was able to grab my attention from the very beginning and hold my attention to the very ending leaving my mouth wide open and devastated that I have to wait until part two!! I can't see anyone that would be disappointed with this read. It was definitely a different kind of street novel. Loved it!!!!! You go girlllllll.

  Great Reading!, August 4, 2010 By Tina Once I got started reading this book I could not put it down. This story has to be true....there is no way someone can put this down on paper as a fiction story. The last 10 minutes of the read had me hanging off the edge of my chair. After the tour de france I was left hanging...WHAT..cliff hanger! OMG...I can not wait for part 2!

  OMG, July 30, 2010 By Poetik77 Okay, I just finished The Dirty Divorce and already I am hungry for the sequel. If I could have given this book 10 stars I would have. This book was good from the beginning to the end. If you haven't purchased this book, RUN to your nearest bookstore and purchase it now!!! OMG...GREAT book. Holding my breath until November for the sequel. Great JOB Miss KP.

  TALK ABOUT A DIRTY DIVORCE" THIS IS IT!, July 28, 2010 By LOVE2READ "TJ" (HOME OF THE CRABS, MARYLAND) This book was off the hook on the 4th page. I couldn't put it down.

  HOT!!!!!, August 19, 2010 By Donna J. Booker "Donna Boo" THIS BOOK IS OFF DA CHN! CAN'T WAIT 4 THE SEQUEL! GREAT ACTION & STORY LINE. LOVE HOW THE TIES THAT BIND ARE NEATLY DISPLAYED THAT BROUGHT ABOUT SUCH A CLIFF HANGER ENDING! READ THIS BOOK IN 4 HOURS!

  Wow!, September 13, 2010 By Shelia Little "S. Little" (Charlotte, NC) I purchased this book because the reviews were excellent. I recently purchased the IPAD & was excited to get started downloading books. I didn't even know what the book was about. Miss KP certainly did her thing with this one; I can't wait until November for part 2.

  They are about to get DOWN & DIRTY with this divorce!, August 30, 2010 By K. Brown "Kamazing Poet" (Bridgeport, CT) OMG!! This book was soooo blazing! It had me hooked from start to finish. Definitely a page turner

  THE DIRTY DIVORCE PART 2 AMAZON REVIEWS-

  New Secrets & Drama...TOPS DIRTY DIVORCE 1, December 1, 2010 By Laquita Adams "Book Store Owner and Critic" (Maryland) - We finally have what we all have been waiting for and boy did Miss KP achieve what most authors dream of, A SMASHING PART 2 that will make you forget about all of the drama in part 1.

  DJ(New Jersey), December 13, 2010- First of all I had so much trouble finding this book after complaining so much my cousin drove a hour away to a urban book store and got it, lets just say I owe him. I usually hate sequels because it's hard for me to remember what happen in the first one. This story just flowed and continued very easily. I loved all the twist and turns if you loved the first one you will love this one just as much.

  Good Book, March 5, 2011 By Reda - This book is really good, it held my attention from beginning to end, my jaws dropped, my eyes bulged, heart sank, and the end has just blown my mind. I can't wait to read The Dirty

  A MUST READ, January 15, 2011 By Sharon J. Harris "sweetreader" (Newark, NJ) - THE DIRTY DIVORCE 2 IS A THE BEST BOOK I READ IN THE NEW YEAR CAN'T WAIT FOR THE THIRD PART

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nbsp; Dirty Divorce, January 3, 201y S. Colbert "Book Lover" (California) This was a good read. If you want drama this is the book to read. I can't wait until Dirty Divorce 3 comes out.

  Anticipating Dirty Divorce 3, December 29, 2010 By MissKJ -This book is a page turner from the beginning to end. Like most, I have been anticipating this sequel since it came out, so now the wait begins for Part 3.

  DRAMA, DRAMA, DRAMA, AND MO DRAMA!!!!, December 27, 2010 By Ms. Nett (mo) - Lisa has really lost her damn mind! I won't go into details for those of you that haven't read it but don't sleep on this one! Great book!

  OMG~, April 29, 2011 By Nodrama - This book is really another page turner. Lisa has turned out to be a monster but I guess Rich has done that. Miss KP is doing her thing & I love it! I am patiently awaiting book #3

  OMG! From beginning to end (pt. 1 & 2), March 3, 2011 By Myprsnlbzns- I must say, I am blown away by Ms. KP. I was browsing through amazon for new authors with series, I came across Ms. KP. Since The Dirty Divorce 1 & 2 had 5 stars I decided to give it a try...and I'll be damned. I read both books in a matter of 48 hours flat, really no lie. Ms KP is definitely added to my favorite authors list. KP is just fabulous. I'm getting on her facebook train tonight, and becoming a KP groupie. lol. Can't wait till May, for part 3.....please put it on kindle first.

  As you can see, I’m overwhelmed by all the positive responses. I know Part 3 wouldn’t be possible if it weren’t for the fans, so once again, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Keep your reviews coming, I learn from you all.

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  Much luv & hugz!

  Miss KP

  Chapter 1 Rich

  This shit felt too perfect. Just like I wanted, the car was parked in a secluded spot, away from anyone else. The red eye comin’ back from Vegas to Dulles Airport was just what I needed to make this happen. It was time to get paid. Besides, that bitch owed me big, so I needed to collect what was mine.

  My rental car was parked outside the garage so I could easily roll out undetected. As I hid between her black Porshe Cayenne and the wall, I watched her strut toward the truck wit’ dark sunglasses and five-inch heels lookin’ like one of them Kardashian bitches.

  Damn, does she have to look that good at five a.m. when I’m about to jack her for her bread, I thought.

  The closer she got, I kept my eye on her monogrammed Louis Vuitton carry-on luggage. Gettin’ in position wit’ my black ski mask and Issey Miyake oil that I’d bought from a Muslim stand just to throw her off, it was time to make my move. I knew she wasn’t totein’ since she’d just gotten off the plane, so this shit was gonna be like takin’ candy from a helpless child. Wit’ my Desert Eagle in hand, I was ready to get back on top. Walkin’ up behind her, I placed the gun directly on her spine.

  “Get de fuck on de ground bitch!” I yelled in my fake Jamaican accent. I’d been workin’ on the disguise for a while now.

  Seconds later, I hit her wit’ the butt of my gun, landin’ the blow on her shoulder. Never was I a stick-up kid or some type of dude that came up off robbin’ niggas, but I was desperate for cash and this was the come up I needed to get back on my feet. She instantly fell to the ground.

  “You bitch-ass niggas always gotta go after a female. You ain’t a real nigga!” she yelled.

  The bitch was obviously in pain, but still tried to fight back. Once she scratched my neck, my anger instantly intensified.

  “Oh, yeah bitch!” I cocked the gun back to let her ass know that I meant business. “You think this shit a joke!”

  As my neck stung like hell I tried to stay focused and almost forgot about my Jamaican accent.

  “Please don’t shoot me, I’m a mother,” she finally pleaded.

  “I don’t give a fuck if ya a mauder or not! Where de money at?” I reached down and grabbed her long hair.

  I hadn’t seen her in a while so I noticed that she’d let her hair grow back which was good. I wasn’t down wit’ that fake-ass weave shit.

  “I don’t have any money. Here, take my car,” she said, throwin’ the keys.

  “Bumboclot bitch, I don’t want ya car, I want de money! I want it now or ya gonna die and ya kids won’t have nobody!”

  She paused for a moment. “It’s in the suitcase.” She handed the luggage over. “Take it, just don’t hurt me.”

  Grabbin’ her roughly between her legs I held onto her pussy as she squirmed, but cooperated. Lookin’ sexy in one of those long maxi dresses, I couldn’t resist feelin’ her up.

  “Ya know I would take ya pussy if I had da time.”

  “Please, don’t, I’ll give you whatever you want! I just need to go home to my babies!”

  Although she was pleadin’ for her life, the crazy part about it was that she’d yet to shed a single tear.

  “Keep ya head down bitch!” I yelled, then kicked her in the mouth for tryin’ to look up at me. “If de money not here, I’m gonna kill ya kids.”

  “It’s there! It’s there!” she screamed.

  I threw her car keys over the wall so I would have enough time to get away.

  “Bitch ya don’t get up until ya count to five hundred. And don’t try any funny business because my man is watchin’ ya. If he sees ya get up sooner than I instructed, ya die. Got me?”

  “Yes…yes,” she said, holdin’ her mouth.

  She was bleedin’ pretty bad, and when I looked down, I realized some of the blood had gotten on my New Balance sneakers.

  Hoppin’ over the concrete wall wit’ the Louie luggage in hand, I looked around to see if anyone was watchin’ before runnin’ to my car that was in the hourly parkin’ lot. As soon as I reached the rented Jeep Cherokee, I jumped inside and pulled off. I made sure to take the mask off before payin’ the attendant, but also made sure not to look the old-lookin’ man in his face. My plan had succeeded so far, so I didn’t need him to get suspicious.

  Hoppin’ on I-66, I blasted my Drake CD and smiled. It’s gonna feel good to be back on top, I thought to myself. I was tired of barely makin’ it and as bad as I felt, I had to do what I had to do to survive.

  Sorry I had to do that shit to you Marisol, but a nigga gotta eat.

  There weren’t many people on the road, so I actually made it home to my mother’s house in less than forty minutes. Pullin’ up in the driveway the anticipation was killin’ me. I couldn’t wait to find out how much bread I’d made out wit’. I put the luggage in a trash bag before gettin’ out of the car just in case someone was watchin’, then power walked up to the door. After walkin’ inside, I ran up to my room takin’ two steps at a time.

  I felt somewhat bad for what I’d done, but then again that bitch was on her way back from doin’ a deal that I helped her set up, so part of the money belonged to me anyway. I couldn’t believe Marisol had let Renzo’s punk-ass talk her out of dealin’ wit’ me. She shouldn’t even be fuckin’ wit’ that nigga after what he did to Juan in the first place. That was sendin’ me a ‘money over fam’ message. We didn’t need Renzo to run this shit, but obviously that bitch felt otherwise, so fuck her. I was done wit’ her anyway. If it wasn’t for Marisol, Juan might’ve still been alive. Shit, she ucky I hadn’t killed her ass for that. Hell, she deserved an ass whoopin’ for leavin’ Denie on me and Lisa’s doorstep alone. Her wounds would heal, but my son was gone and my daughter was probably messed up for life, so I had no remorse.

  I was so happy that her nanny, Maria, had called me in a panic when she couldn’t get in touch wit’ Marisol. It was her who’d told me that Marisol was supposed to be on a red eye from Vegas and what airport her plane was due to land. Apparently, Mia was sick once again. I didn’t understand why Maria thought Marisol could answer the phone while she was on the plane anyway, but was ecstatic for the information. After assurin’ Maria that Marisol would be in touch as soon she landed, I made plans to make my move. I knew what that bitch was in Vegas about, and she wasn’t about to g
et paid without me.

  Dumpin’ the luggage out of the trash bag, then onto the bed, I unzipped the bag that was filled wit’ clothes. Tossin’ all that shit out along wit’ three pairs of shoes, I was startin’ to think Marisol had lied until I finally came across a matchin’ Louis Vuitton toiletry case. Once I opened it and saw four bundles of cash, I thought I’d hit the jackpot. However those thoughts quickly changed.

  “What the fuck is this?” I asked starin’ at the cash.

  After openin’ the first two bundles and countin’, fifty, one-hundred dollar bills in each one, I knew the other stacks were exactly the same. All the fuck I got out of this shit was a lousy twenty g’s.

  Grabbin’ the luggage, I turned that shit upside, hopin’ some more money would fall out. I even tapped the bottom a few times, but nothin’ came out but a tube of Mariosl’s fuckin’ lipstick. What the fuck was I supposed to do wit’ this little bit of cash? I’d hit that bitch off for some short shit! I wondered if Marisol had done somethin’ wit’ the rest of the dough before I got to her. Turnin’ around, I took my fist and rammed it straight through the drywall before goin’ back downstairs to take a shot.

  This was some bullshit for real.

  Chapter 2 Marisol

  My face felt like it was on fire. At that moment I wish I could’ve been strong, but it was too late as tears of anger streamed down my cheeks. When I found out who was responsible for this shit, they were definitely gonna die of a slow, miserable death for violating me. The last thing I wanted was for the streets to think I was weak. Now, it’s a must that I stay strapped at all times.

  As I crawled closer to my purse and picked up all my things that were scattered all over the ground, I wondered how the hell I was gonna get home. I wasn’t in any condition to go searching for my keys. Just when I felt defeated, I remembered my spare key being in a magnetic case under the car. That was one good thing about Carlos; he trained me to always have a spare key compartment in all my vehicles and even at the house in case of an emergency, especially since I was forever to my pug my keys.