“Oh, shit! Oh, Ace, stop I’m about to cum!” I was trying my best to push his head from in between my legs, but he had latched onto my clit and was attacking my shit. My body began to convulse as I came all in his mouth and all over his face. It had been so long since I had a orgasm that I was making it rain cum. He stood up and turned me around on the dresser. Without hesitation he bent me over the dresser and began to fuck the dog shit out of me. All common sense went out of the window as he beat my shit out of the frame.

  “You gon’ pack your shit and come home with a nigga!” he said as he roughly grabbed my hair and wrapped his hand around my throat at the same time.

  “Yeah, I’m gon’ pack. I’m coming home with you.” As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt stupid as fuck. My pussy was doing all the damn talking and thinking for me right now. After all this nigga had put me through, I was still dick silly over his ass. At this very moment, I was shaking my head at myself because I knew this nigga was up to no good. This time around I would have to approach things differently. I couldn’t be weak for his ass. I needed to show Ace that I wasn’t just some desperate ass bitch that wanted to be in his world. In his mind, he thought he had me, but little did he know, I wasn’t going to allow him to mind fuck me only to turn around and treat me like shit. Ace Black had to know I wasn’t the same Diamond he used to beat the shit out of. I couldn’t subject my kids to that shit anymore. I felt like less of a woman for them having to take care of me after each time he had beat me. I will kill this bitch in his sleep if he thinks that’s the way shit is about to go. I’m about to fuck with him only off the strength that I need to get my money up. He’s a lot of things but cheap and broke aint one of them.

  Ace always made sure we had the best of everything. That was one of the things that kept me with him. He provided security for me, which was something my mother never did. It’s funny I call her money hungry, but money was my biggest motive for staying with Ace. I had no education or work history. How exactly was I going to take care of me and my kids? This opportunity to get my funds right just presented itself in the form of lying in bed with the Devil himself. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I refused to settle for selling my pussy or shaking my ass on a pole to take care of my babies. That was out of the question. Why do that when money was right here fucking the shit out of me. Ace ain’t ready for the new and improved Diamond.

  Once he was finished hitting me from the back, I turned around and sucked him dry. At the same time, I did the one thing I knew he loved for me to do. I bent him over the dresser and I began to lick his ass. I went ham on his asshole with my tongue. At the same time, I massaged his balls. I had the nigga screaming like a bitch. He was knocking shit off the dresser trying to get a grip on something. I had my hands firmly gripping his ass cheeks so that he couldn’t get away. Most people would say that shit was gay on his part, but I’m here to assure you, there is no homo in this nigga’s blood. One would even say I was a nasty ass bitch for doing it. Word of advice don’t knock it to you try it.

  When he first asked me to do it I looked at his ass like he was crazy, but I went on ahead and did it. I had that nigga biting the pillow. Not to mention squirming trying to get out of my reach. My tongue game was so crazy when it came to pleasing him. That’s one of the reasons I can’t get rid of his psychotic ass. When he was ready to nut, he turned around and let loose all over my face.

  “Ahhhhhhhh! Now go pack you and the kids shit. We need to get to the airport to pick up Rose` and Heaven.” As I wiped his seeds off of my face, it registered what he had just said to me.

  “Are you serious right now?”

  “I’m very serious. We’ll discuss things later. Don’t get all in your feelings. I promise you this shit will benefit all of us. Just trust a nigga. Pack and we’ll talk about everything as a family. Just trust me and go with the flow. I promise all this will work out for the better. I have some big things going on in my life right now.

  All I want to do is give my kids and their mothers the best that life has to offer. All I need is for you and Rose` to get on board and fuck with a nigga. Now go ahead and pack we have a lot to discuss. I know you don’t believe me, but I did a lot of soul searching while I was in prison. I need to make things right with both of y’all. Just be patient and let me handle shit my way. Again, go pack so we can pick up our boys.”

  He hit me on my ass and walked into the bathroom. I just stared at myself in the mirror. I shook my head at Ace because here he was again thinking he was finessing me, but for the time being, I would roll with the punches. Ace was always up to some shit. That’s okay I’m about to finesse his ass too.

  I had no idea how I was going to deal with Rose` being around. I was trying to understand why she was even trying to be around him after all the sick shit he had done to her. I had a bad ass feeling about all of this and some shit was not right.

  Chapter 6-Rose’

  I had been sitting in the airport for over thirty damn minutes waiting for Ace’s ass. I swear I wanted to get on the plane and take my ass back to where my husband was, but I knew that I couldn’t do that. Heaven had fallen asleep and she was heavy as hell. I was so worried about her being around Ace so I made plans with Tahari for her to come and stay over at her house from time to time with her daughter Ka’Jaiyah. Hopefully, Ace doesn’t think too much into it. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to everybody letting them know I had landed safety. The feeling of someone standing over me caused me to jump. I looked up and it was Ace. Reluctantly, I handed Heaven to him. He hugged and kissed her all over face. She woke up and looked at him.

  “Hi Daddy.”

  “Aww hey baby girl. Daddy missed you so much.” The scene before me would have been heart warming had it been in the beginning when I first was released from prison. Inside of Ace was possibly a good person, but I would never know that because I only got the evil side of him.

  “Thanks for coming. How are you doing?” He stepped closer to me and stroked my face with his finger. I swallowed as I tried to keep down the vomit that was threatening to spew from my mouth. Ace is one fine ass nigga, but his evilness makes him hideous to me

  “How do you think I’m doing? My husband is dead and you’re trying to take my daughter from me.”

  “I’m not going to take her from you I just want to be in y’all life.” He grabbed our suitcases and we headed out of the airport. There was something about Ace that didn’t sit right with me. He was being far too damn nice for my liking. Talking all sweet and shit.

  “You can drop us off at our hotel and we can meet up later and discuss visitation rights.”

  “I would much rather you and Heaven come over to the house with us.”

  “Who is us?” I said as I looked at his ass with a raised eyebrow.

  “Diamond and the boys are at the house I had built for all of us. I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching and all I want is y’all forgiveness for everything I’ve ever done to you. All I want to be is in my kid’s life. I’m in a position where I can give y’all the world.”

  “How does it feel being in Remy’s position?” I looked at his ass with disgust because here he was capitalizing off all my husband’s hard work.

  “Stop trying to piss me off. I’m in a position that I was placed in courtesy of my father.” I just shook my head and laughed because this nigga had no clue about what he was getting himself into. I decided to pick his brain.

  “I think it would be better if I go to a hotel for my own personal safety reasons. Reco doesn’t like me and Remy is dead because of him. He had his own son killed because he didn’t want him with me or our kids.”

  “How do you know that, Rose`?”

  “Because I was there when it happened.” I pulled my shirt down and showed him the bullet wound. The way he looked he had no idea what I was talking about.

  “Just let me handle everything. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you or my daughter. Do you trust me?”

  “Is that a trick question because trust and believe me you don’t want the truth?” I knew that I was taking a chance by getting smart with Ace, but I also wasn’t gong to make this shit easy on him either. Instead of him saying something, he cut the radio up and headed towards his house. As soon as we made it there, I typed in the address and sent it to Remy. I hurriedly put my phone away when he came around to open the passenger’s side door for me. For some reason, I didn’t sense that he had evil intentions with me, but I didn’t want to speak to soon. When we walked inside the house, Diamond and the boys were sitting in the living room.

  “Heaven!” Ace Jr. screamed and he jumped up and hugged his sister. Amari followed and hugged her as well. She was happy to see them as well. Before she ran away with them, she turned around and winked her eye at me. I don’t know what her and Remy talked about, but she was playing her role quite well. On the flip side, I could tell she really missed her brothers. I was surprised that she addressed Ace as Daddy. Then again for a long time, she referred to him as daddy number one. I chuckled on the inside as I remembered Remy spazzing out for her calling him Daddy number two. Just thinking about him has me all in my feelings. I can’t wait until all this shit is over. All I want to do is be with my husband and take care of him.

  “Come and sit down with me.” Ace grabbed both me and Diamond’s hand and led us to the couch. This was the most awkward setting in the world. Never in a million years did I think we would all be sitting in the same room with these two snakes about to have a conversation.

  “Diamond is already aware of the plans that I have for us. Rose’, I know that I haven’t been the best person to you or our daughter, but like I said I want to do better by y’all. I’m not going to beat around the bush any longer. I want us to be in polyamorous relationship. I understand if you’re hesitant due to losing your husband, but I want to be here to protect you and my daughter. Not to mention, your boys. All I need is for you to give me a chance to love you.”

  This nigga had lost his ever loving mind. He just keeps me in amazement at the shit he tries to pull. The look on his face let me know that he was dead ass serious. I looked over at Diamond and she was rubbing all over his thigh. She had the nerve to have her face screwed up. What this bitch needed to know was that I was here on a hidden agenda. She has always hated me for the way that he loved on me. Little does she know I hate this nigga guts and I sympathize with her for falling in love him. At first, I was going to tell him hell no to this shit, but I was about to fuck their heads up with my response.

  “I’m a try it and see how it works out.” I moved closer to him and Diamond. I took it a step further and placed my hand on his other leg. I looked up and he hid the silliest damn grin on his face. I swear I felt the vomit rise in my mouth as he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I cringed at him kissing me because one of the buttons on my shirt was actually a hidden camera. I knew that Remy was watching everything that was transpiring.

  Chapter 7-Honey

  It felt so good being back in Chicago. I don’t care where I go in the world I can’t wait to get home to the Chi. Them damn Hamptons was cramping my ghetto ass style. Ain’t nothing out there but them rich uppity ass white folks. Despite having a rich ass husband and looking the part of a rich man’s wife. Them cracker motherfuckers still find away to look down on you. Remy and Rose` had one of the biggest houses on the block, but that didn’t mean shit. We were still looked at like we didn’t belong. They can keep that bullshit I want no parts of that bougie ass shit. I’ll always and forever be a hood bitch.

  I sat outside my mother’s house contemplating about going inside to see her. It had been well over five years since the last time I saw my mother. I rubbed my hand over my stomach as I felt my son move around. I was now five months pregnant and ready to drop this damn load. This baby was doing a job on my body. I started crying real tears when I saw the stretch marks coming. So much for my perfect body. It’s okay though I’ll go through it all to give birth to my baby boy. He’s not even here yet and I’m madly in love with him. I love being married to Boo; our relationship has grown tremendously. We still argue and curse each other out on a regular. That’s just the way we show our love for another. No one else understands our love, but at the same time it’s not for them to understand. If Boo knew that I was over here, he would have a fit. This is the last place that I should be, but I just need closure about the things my mother did to me when I was younger.

  I’m about to be a mother in a couple of months and I want to be the best mother that I can be. Due to my past as a stripper and escort, I feel like I’m not such a good role model, but I’ve changed my life for the better. I’m so happy Boo came into my life and helped me along the way. Had he not stepped in, I might still be out stripping. That’s one of the reasons I love him so much. He came into my life at a time when I needed him so much. He made me a better woman despite being a damn psycho.

  I exhaled deeply and exited my car. I was nervous as hell as I walked up to my mother’s door. Not much had changed on the outside. The whole house looked like if the wind blew, it would collapse. It’s a surprise that it’s still standing. I know my grandmother is turning over in her grave. She always prided herself on the house my grandfather built for her during the Depression Era. My mother Lisa don’t give a fuck about shit, but where her next fix gon’ come from. I thank God for Boo and his family every day. I never knew what real family was until I met him. Madear gets on my last damn nerve, but her heart is pure. That lady loves me and Neicee like we are her own. That is until we fuck with her precious Boo and Peanut. I swear them niggas can do no wrong in her eyes.

  I knocked on the door for a couple of minutes. I was about to walk away when the door swung open. I stood in shock as I looked at the devil himself. The man who molested, raped, and abused me my entire childhood. This is the same man my mother sold me to, to settle her drug debt. Now he’s in her house and answering the door. My blood pressure rose and I became angry. This man should not be able to walk the same street as women. He was the epitome of being a Sexual Predator. I observed him undressing me with my eyes and I immediately became uncomfortable. Mark looked disgusting with his big, fat, nasty ass. His white shirt looked black. His pants looked as if he had been fixing on cars. He had that same evil smirk with a that damn toothpick dangling from his mouth. I could smell that familiar scent and it made me sick to my stomach. I vomited right there all over their doorstep.

  “You gon’ clean that shit up too! I see you’re still a nasty bitch. Why don’t you come in and show me some of them tricks you do on them poles. Up close and personal is so much better than watching your thick ass from a distance.” He reached out to grab me and jerked away hard as hell.

  I turned around and he pushed me forward making me fall down the steps. It hurt like hell, but I jumped up and hauled ass to my car. Instead of me going home, I went to the hospital to make sure the baby was okay. I knew this shit was a bad idea to begin with. Now I have to listen to Boo talk shit.

  *****

  “I’m about to murk that motherfucker!” Boo said as he paced the floor in our bedroom. We had just came back from the hospital and everything was fine with the baby. I scraped my knees up, but other than that things are okay. Boo had been on one since he came to the hospital. I had been trying to calm him down for the longest of time.

  “Calm down, Boo.”

  “Don’t tell me to motherfucking calm down. That bitch ass nigga put his hands on you and almost killed my seed. Not to mention, I’ve been wanting to kill his ass anyone for the shit he did to you growing up. What type of fucking mother would allow a nigga to hurt her daughter?”

  “I’ve come to grips with what she did to me. Come and rub my feet they hurt.” I pouted a little bit because I was trying to get on his good side and calm him down. I didn’t want to discuss my mother right now. Despite everything that she had did to me, I was still heartbroken that Mark was even in her presence. I didn’t even want to admit it, but I knew she had heard the entire exchange between us. It was like I could feel her close by listening. I couldn’t dare bring myself to tell Boo that. He would go even crazier. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the headboard. Boo had sat down on the edge of the bed and placed my swollen feet in his lap. His soft hands felt like heaven as he massaged them.

  “You keep saying you’re over the shit she did to you, but you went over that fucking house of horrors. Why the fuck would you go over there without consulting me first?” I opened my eyes, but I kept my head down as I twiddled with my fingers. I didn’t want to look at him in his eyes out of the fear that I might I cry. I hated crying in front of anyway. That shit was so weak in my book. I vowed to never cry again after getting out of Mark’s clutches.

  “I just wanted to see her and get some closure on everything. I’m about to be a mother and I want to be a good mother to our baby. How can I be a good mother if I never had one? I’m so scared I want know how to love him like I a mother is supposed to. She never loved, hugged, or kissed me.” I hurried up and wiped the tears from my eyes that were threatening to fall. Boo removed my feet and pulled me onto his lap.

  “Come here man. You’re going to be a wonderful mother. If I thought different, I never would have dropped my seed in you. Regardless of everything your mother did to you, you’re not her. You love a nigga like me so I know that you’re a capable of being a mother. Stop beating yourself up over shit you have no control over.” Boo kissed my lips and I laid my head on his shoulder. It’s not often he’s so loving and attentive to me. This was the side of him I rarely see and it makes me feel so happy to be his wife.

  “Thanks Bae. I needed that.”

  “You don’t have to thank me for being a husband. Make this the last time you let them motherfuckers cross your mind. Fuck them. You got us now. Madear is going to be here to help out with the baby anyway. She has no problem with teaching you how to take care of the baby.”