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I t didn’t matter how much I pushed Savanah off me, she would slide her little ass right the fuck back up under me.

This was the main reason I didn’t sleep with younger girls.

I wanted her to go away but picked up that she was sensitive as fuck.

The more I was battling with not hurting her feelings the more I sat and watched niggas run in and out of Blessyn face.

It wasn’t until now that I realized her ass must have really loved my ass because she had niggas all over her and not once had she cheated on me.

It was the outfit and how fat her ass sat up since having my son that had my dick hard.

Merci had her hair flowing all the way down and stopped right on the top of her ass.

She was smiling and having conversation with niggas that I knew from the hood.

The same niggas that knew she belonged to me.

This moment taught me that I was married to one of the coldest in the game and I let her go but tonight, I had to get my wife back.

“Savannah,” I called out. She came sliding over like a damn nagging ass toddler.

“Let tonight be the last night you pop up on me. I enjoyed you while we were kicking it but I’mma end this shit with you so I can fix my shit with my wife.

My bad if you felt like we were gon’ be more than just fuck buddies. ”

I could see the tears in his eyes and the color of her skin changing.

What I didn’t see coming was her slapping me across my face and knocking my clear frame Cartier glass across the floor.

I couldn’t even react before Boogie was dragging her ass out kicking and screaming.

The only woman I ever let hit me was Blessyn.

I never understood why a woman would put their hands on a man first and didn’t expect to get hit back?

The first time you knock the shit out of them, everybody hollering about self-control.

Yet a woman doesn’t have any. Fuck that, the next bitch hit me, I’m knocking her lace front loose.

I wasn’t about to be like Perc was with Lexus.

Now that my problem was gone, I headed in Blessyn’s direction.

She was chilling at the bar with Merci and another chick.

If I didn’t start working on getting things together with her then I was going to lose her to Capone smooth ass.

He was known for taking good care of whatever woman he was dating at the time.

Blessyn should be used to it but it’s different when a nigga in his forties.

Hoes loved older niggas because he reminded them of daddy.

Wale was playing through club as I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her away from her sister.

“ We been on a tragedy for months. Why can’t you agree with me for once? Maybe we can be on chill tonight. Maybe I can give you chills tonight ,” I sung in her ear.

She tried to pull away from me, but Merci came over with her phone out putting us all her Instagram. It was time for the people to know I was back in the picture.

“Let’s get the fuck it out of here. Go get our son and go home.”

“I can’t leave my sister.”

“My brother here. What the fuck he gon’ let happen to her?

” I grabbed her hand and dragged her ass out the club.

At first, I wanted to fuck the shit out of her but I just wanted to lay in bed with her Kani.

Since our son been here, we hadn’t been a family.

That’s all I wanted at the end of the day.

Blessyn and I walked right out the club together and got in my car.

“I saw the commotion going on with you and your girlfriend. Y’all cool?”

“Don’t be fuckin’ funny. I told her what it was. I wanted my wife back and I wasn’t fuckin’ with her no more. That bitch slapped and before I could knock her neck loose, Boogie threw her ass out.” I checked my mirrors to make sure he was behind me.

“You was gon’ hit the girl back? That ain’t like you.”

“I have self-control trust me, but don’t think I didn’t want to.”

“Okay so back to you wanting your wife back. What’s up with that? Does this have anything to do with Capone talking to me? I could see the jealousy in your eyes.”

I took the exit to the house instead of getting Kani. Blessyn and I needed some alone time together. We had plenty of time to be with our son. Time alone only came occasionally when you have kids.

“I am jealous. You forced me out of a relationship that I wasn’t ready to end and then you looking happy and shit while I’m still battling with the fact that I signed the papers just to make you happy.”

“You don’t think that was best for the situation we in? I feel like I’m taking it easy on you now by having this conversation with you.”

"I've apologized numerous times and explained what happened that day, but you still see me the same way.

I love you deeply, but it feels like we'll never regain what we had since you know I killed your Kason and that nigga.

I've done everything I can to fix this, except bringing your son back. You'll never love me the same."

“Lucky I love you. A little too much but guilt is what’s keeping me from being with you.”

“Honestly, do you think we will ever be able to move on from this shit and raise our son together? Like be a real family without you worrying ‘bout what someone may say or the guilt you may feel for doing what your heart wanna do anyway?”

“I can’t answer that question right now. I’m going through my own shit right now that doesn’t include you.”

“Tell me what it is so I handle it.”

“You can’t handle everything, Lucky. I got it.”

“Whatever you dealing with, I can handle for you or pay somebody to make it go away. What you need me to do?”

She looked up at me as I pulled into the garage. Whatever it was seemed to have her consumed.

“I got it. Please don’t try to figure the shit out. It’s nothing that deep just let me deal with it.”

“Aight,” I said, letting it go.

We both got out of the car and headed in the house. It felt strange being in my own house since I left. The same house we made our son in was now broken and all I wanted to do was fix it.

“You plan on staying here tonight?” Blessyn asked.

“If you don’t want me to, I’ll go home. Since Perc home, my niece not there with me anymore and I just got all that empty space for nothing.”

“You can stay. Don’t wanna stay here alone without my son anyway. I need a lil’ help getting out of this outfit too. You think you can help with that?” She gave me a devilish smile.

“You goddamn right I can help your ass. We can take it off down here, we ain’t gotta go up there.”

Her one piece was hugging her body so tight that it had my dick hard before she could fully walk all the way over to me.

I ran my hands up and down her body before pulling the shoulders down and letting the rest fall.

Grabbing her exposed breast, I filled my mouth with one and then the other.

Blessyn turned me on so bad that every time I tried to fuck another bitch, my dick wouldn’t get hard.

I fucked Savannah with so many soft dicks and she took it just because it was me. But my wife, she had my dick throbbing.

I scooped her up and walked her to my office.

I knocked everything off that was in the way and sat her on the edge before sitting in my presidential chair.

I scooted her to the edge of the table like she was about to get a pap smear.

Spreading her lips with my fingers, I went headfirst into her folds.

I couldn’t wait for her to cum, I abandoned the mission and dipped my dick right into her tight hole.

I hadn’t slept with her in so long that I forgot how good she felt.

Blessyn liked rough sex. The choking and bruises from me slapping her ass so hard but I didn’t feel like that tonight.

I wanted to slow stroke that pussy until she cried.

She stared me in my eyes as I gave her the best ten minutes of my life before my dick went to spitting.

If she was any other woman, I would’ve been embarrassed but Blessyn knew what her pussy did to me.

After my first nut, it was over for her.

“Bring your ass to the shower,” I slapped her ass.

“You gon’ mess my hair up.”

“Fuck that fake ass hair. Go get the shit done again tomorrow.”

The good thing about being in the house alone, you could walk around naked as fuck. We didn’t even grab our clothes off the floor as we headed to the stairs. As soon as we got to the top someone started beating on the door.

“Shit!”

“Who the fuck is that?” Blessyn asked.

“Go in the room.” I rushed to the office to get my draws and shirt before answering the door.

“Where your phone at?” Boogie asked.

“It’s in my pants. Wassup?”

“The shop was set on fire.”

It took hours to get Blessyn to calm down. As long as she had insurance, she was straight. Not to mention I kept the process of her other shop going I just told them to slow down to keep Blessyn wondering. Everyone had showed up and all I wanted was for Blessyn to go home.

“Merci, can you take her to your mama house please so I can handle this?”

The fire marshal had already talked to us and told us it was arson. The sun was starting to come up and I wanted to Blessyn to get some rest. There was no need to stress about it. I helped her get in Merci’s car before I walked back towards Perc.

“What you wanna do?” Perc asked.

“Lay plastic down everywhere at our spot and I’ll be there in an hour.”

An hour later, I walked into the warehouse.

Perc and Boogie sat on the wooded table smoking a blunt.

In front of them laid four niggas, hogtied and naked.

Two of them was responsible for robbing Blessyn at gunpoint while she was pregnant.

Niggas so dumb that instead of leaving the shit alone, they came back to burn it down to the ground.

All these months went by, and I couldn’t find out who was responsible.

They fucked up when they went back to the eastside and bragged about it.

Didn’t really fuck with the niggas over there but they fucked with Perc and that’s all that mattered.

“Anybody talkin’?” I asked.

“Nope,” Perc blew smoke out of his nostrils. “Nigga with them dirty ass golds in his mouth the one on the tape though. He’s responsible for putting the gun to my sister head.”

I plugged the chainsaw up and drug the cord with me over to him.

All of them had fear in their eyes. When you made it to the warehouse, it was the end of the rope for you and there was no coming back.

You either left a real nigga or you give us information and die a bitch for the sake of saving your family.

“You the one that put your hands on my pregnant wife?”

He squirmed and mumbled, but his mouth was covered. The closer I got with the chainsaw; the more piss was coming out of his dick.

“Perc come untie this niggas hands. I wanna take one of them off since he like to hit women.”

Perc lived for crazy moments like this. I wanted this nigga personally. I’ll let Perc and Boogie finish the rest of them. He cut the tie, and his big ass flopped like a fish.

“Hold the nigga arm out.”

Perc grabbed it and I cut that bitch clean off until Perc was holding it his hand. He passed out from the loss of blood.

“Finish this off and pour acid on all their asses. I’ll call the cleanup folks to get this outta here. Boogie once this is done, go on vacation for a lil’ bit. Perc, go spend some time with your daughter.”

I was going home to work on my family. I cleaned myself up and changed clothes before heading home.

Blessyn wasn’t home yet which was good so I could burn my clothes in the basement.

A few things were rearranged when I got down there.

Moving the two bricks that opened the hole where I hid majority of my money, my stomach dropped when I noticed a chunk of money was missing.

Pushing the bookshelf over, I pulled up the floorboard to check and see if my dope was still there and all of it was gone. I pulled my phone out to call Blessyn.