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“Damn, ju cry more than me.” Roberto laughed but I didn’t find shit funny.

“Y’all always tryna hoe me up, making me all emotional.” I sat down just as Jocelyn was walking down the steps. Her brown skin glowed, instead of wearing her eye glasses, she had on contacts.

I could never get over how beautiful Jah was, it looked like she was going to the gym. She had on a Nike sports bra and short spandex on.

“Hey sis-in-law!” Roberto smirked tossing his hair behind his shoulders and shimming. This nigga was sometimes over the top animated but he got really dramatic when he knew somebody didn’t like him. Sovereign remained silent, she was always quiet when she didn’t care for a person and knew she couldn’t kill them. That’s the thing Jocelyn didn’t understand, she talked slick all the time to people that appeared nice and chill. What she didn’t know is that these same people killed muthafuckas for small things and went on and life like it was nothing. They only dealt with and respected her because of me.

The tension was super thick it would take a saw to cut through it. Jocelyn didn’t respond so Roberto kept at it, he wasn’t going to accept her blatant disrespect.

“What’s the tea sis?” Roberto sat up a little and I gave him a warning look to let her be. When Jocelyn made it to the door, she turned to face all of us with a disgusted look on her face.

“I’m no sister-in-law of yours, a real brother-in-law wouldn’t bring hoe ass stripping bitches in front of my house for my husband!” She stepped away from the door just as I rubbed my hands down my head, getting ready to deal with Jocelyn feeling slighted.

“How would you feel if one of my friends brought a bunch of big dick niggas in front of our home, Soulful.” She whined. “This why I don’t like your little fake ass family.” Sovereign clicked her teeth and sat up in the lazy boy chair she was occupying.

“Jocelyn, watch yourself. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt. You understand right?” Sovereign voice had an icy chill to it. Nothing in her eyes were welcoming.

“Ain’t nothing fake about us, you know that. Don’t be a fool baby girl.” Sovereign reached back into her Chanel bag and pulled out a cigar. She was beginning to act just like her husband Inferno.

“Instead of running off at the mouth and out of the house, why don’t you go make your husband a drink and bring me one while you’re at it. I let you be around me because I love Teddy. I’m sure you know that I will kill, whoop a bitch and do a lot of other things for him. You know?” Once her cigar was lit, she crossed her legs.

“Have you told your husband happy birthday? What have you done Jocelyn? Maybe if you did more, then... Roberto here wouldn’t have to get big booty, blindfolded strippers to do your job.” Sovereign chuckled hard and Jocelyn gave me a hurt look then stormed out, making sure to slam the door on her way out. She wanted to be seen, our cars weren’t even parked out front. We kept them in the garage. She would be making a bigger fool out of herself walking around our massive home just to get to the back to let her car out.

I looked over at Sovereign and she shrugged and crossed her legs.

“I guess she’s not going to get me that drink. Damn, Teddy you need a Butler. You too rich to be acting like you still in the hood. Roberto, go get me a damn drink. You know if it was Teddy’s wife, I’d slap the fucking fire out of her disrespectful mouth.” Sovereign gritted and mumbled other things underneath her breath.

“I guess I’ll get a drink, but I’m not a butler for that! I’m just going because I need one too. That wife of yours…. Ju need to fuck her and fuck her well. She acts like she needs dick in her life.” Roberto walked out making sure to let his pink mink coat drag behind him.

I put my face in my hands because Jocelyn picked today out of all days to act like a bitch. She would be getting dick, if she stayed her ass at home for once. Always wanting to be seen popping out and partying. My wife brought more attention to the blogs then I did and that said a lot since I was the star of my team.

“Stop giving CPR to some shit that can’t be revived. I’m not gone tell you what you should do because you grown. However, time is really precious in this lifetime. We love who we love and that’s real. Don’t let your loyalty cause you to betray yourself. Now think hard on that.” Sovereign remained quiet and so did I. I let her words marinate in my head, as each second passed by, the reality of her words become clearer.

Chapter Ten

ERA

I loved when we had a high roller coming through the restaurant. We shut down the entire place three hours before closing time since quarterback star Soul Hurtz and his family were coming through. I hand-picked my staff tonight, of course I let Praylah and my other close friend Ju’well stay along with a couple of other loyal employees that did their jobs with no complaints.

“When we done here, we need to go to the strip club!” Ju’well was super pretty, men tried their best to holler at her but she was a hundred percent lesbian. Like me, she had got her heart broken only but once and decided that all men were the same. She has been gay for six years and loved her lifestyle. The funny part about it though was women were almost just as worse as men.

Ju’well stayed taking females bitches and didn’t give a damn about it. She was a curvy plus size beauty with a shape a lot of us plus size women would die for. All of her weight went straight to her hips, ass, and breast. Her chinky eyes made her alluringly beautiful.

“You know I don’t have anything to wear.” I looked at my best friend and rolled my eyes. Praylah had pissed me off, I didn’t know that Jarei was really that abusive the way that he was. While I was happy that Mr. Brownston took a liking to her and helped her out. I wanted to be there for her too. She could have stayed with me, her and my god daughter. I wanted to find Jarei and get him fucked up for dogging my best friend the way he had.

Praylah was one of those girls that deserved the entire universe and then more. She was always looking out and trying to help and understand people that didn’t even deserve it. I didn’t want Praylah getting out of a relationship then taking another man very serious so soon. She wore her heart on her sleeve and gave every one the benefit before seeing the reasons for doubt.

Mr. Brownston seemed cool but he was abnormally weird to me. Very handsome but sometimes when I looked into his eyes it was like I was staring into the eyes of a demon. I ignored the rumors about him really being crazy and murdering people.

At the end of the day, he was my boss and I made damn good money working for not just one but multiple franchises that he owned. I’ve been throwing my all into work because I knew my singing career was over now that me and Devin was done. Devin called every single day and left long voice mails. Some were him calling and begging while others were him calling me all kinds of fat bitches. I was close to changing my number like Praylah and moving forward.

I was grateful that Devin hadn’t taken things a step further by popping up at my place.

“I’m pretty sure both of y’all got something to wear. Praylah don’t even search that brain of yours for excuses because we both the same size. You can come to my house and try some stuff on.” I was wishing Ju’well luck with getting Praylah to come out and have fun.

“Heaven supposed to be back with me tomorrow.” I smacked my lips because Praylah parents loved having Heaven. Praylah normally would pick Heaven up late in the evening so she could join her parents for dinner.

“Excuse me ladies, sorry to intrude.” I looked up and stared into the eyes of a very handsome Hispanic guy, he had his hair down looking like he had just wet it. The silk, pink Versace shirt was unbuttoned and opened showing his chest and abs. He was pretty as hell and he smelled expensive; I couldn’t name the perfume he had on but I made a mental note to ask him. I think we all were stunned by his appearance; I’ve seen a lot of gay men but this one standing before me was sexy as hell and without even saying much you could feel his powerful presence.