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Cruz

I woke up to the sun shining in my face and Keyani’s ass trying to tiptoe out my room.

I was usually a pretty light sleeper, but she had me knocked the fuck out with that sneaky, CIA pussy, so I didn’t feel her climbing out the bed.

Propping my head up on my fist, I cleared my throat and smirked as she froze in place.

“You leavin’ without sayin’ goodbye? I thought we were better than that, baby.

” My tone was teasing, but I low-key felt a way about her trying to dip out on me.

She took her time turning around with a nervous smile plastered on her face.

“I, uh, I didn’t wanna wake you up. It’s still pretty early, and I need to get the kids fed and ready to fly home.

They’re kinda cranky in the morning. Plus, I need to take a shower too, so I figured I’d let you finish sleeping,” she rambled, toying with the belt of her robe and trying hard not to look at me.

“Aw shit, we can take a shower and head down there together?—”

“No!” she shouted as I went to toss the sheet off myself.

The look on my face had her dialing it down, and she closed her eyes and sighed.

“No, you don’t have to do that. I mean… look, this was fun.

I honestly needed it, but I think we should just leave it here…

in Fiji. You know? I just don’t wanna confuse things.

” She seemed uncomfortable even saying that bullshit, and I cocked my head, studying her.

“You tryna pump and dump on me Key?”

“What! No, I—” Her eyes widened, offended at the accusation, and I cracked up laughing, but she didn’t find shit funny.

“Ugh, that’s why I did just use you for the dick, and it was actually a little disappointing to be honest,” she lied, giving me an exaggerated look of pity before smirking.

“So, I’ll pass on seconds, but you have a safe trip home. ”

“I’ma let you make it, but we both know you ain’t fake that shit!

” I shouted at her retreating back, and she just waved me off.

I wasn’t tripping though. Keyani ain’t know it yet, but at this point, we went together real bad.

She’d gotten off playing me to the left, but now that I’d been deep up in her walls and felt her squirting all over me, it was over for that shit.

Since I was already up, I went ahead and started my day, checking the time to see how long I had before I needed to be at the boat.

Despite how bright the sun was shining, it was only a little after seven, so I still had plenty of time.

I tossed the cover off and grinned at the wet spot Keyani had left on the other side of the bed.

It definitely wasn’t no way I hadn’t imprinted myself in her pussy, and I knew she was thinking about it the whole way back to her villa.

I showered and brushed my teeth before getting dressed in some black, Jordan basketball shorts, a plain gray t-shirt, and matching Jordan 4’s.

I still had almost three hours until we were leaving, but I packed my shit back into my suitcase so it’d be ready after I finished eating and bullshitting.

The only people down at the restaurant-styled dining area were AJ, his wife Janessa, Maagic, and Gabby’s ass.

They were all sitting together looking hung over as fuck, but as soon as she saw me, Maagic gave me a knowing look over the rim of her sunglasses and smirked.

“Look who we have here. I heard about your lil’ show you put on. Why y’all waited till I left to get on some BET After Dark shit? Y’all always treating me like a kid.”

I mushed her head lightly once I reached the table. “That’s ’cause your ass is a kid and you need to stay in a kid’s place. And what the fuck you know about BET After Dark anyway?” I mugged her, ignoring Gabby’s attention-seeking ass huffing and puffing next to me.

“Please, who don’t know about it? You’re talking like I’m ten or something. This wasn’t even about me, it’s about you getting all freaky with Keyani.”

“Maaaan, don’t even worry about all that.” I couldn’t help grinning at the mention of shorty’s name, and AJ immediately peeped it.

“Aaaah, look at this nigga blushin’ and shit! Let me find out?—”

“Ugh, I wish y’all would stop being all loud and shit, my head already pounding!” Gabby winced from the sound of her own voice.

“Take your ass somewhere and lay down then. Ain’t nobody told you to sit with us,” AJ scowled, putting her in her place before I could, and I was glad when she let out an annoyed grunt as she left the table.

“She really gets on my last nerve,” Maagic complained as I dropped into Gabby’s empty seat and plucked a piece of bacon from Maagic’s plate. “Hey! Get your own food, nigga!”

“Shut up!” I reached for another, and she slapped my hand with her greedy ass.

Shrugging, I waved over a waiter so I could order my own shit.

I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until right then, and after I ordered enough food for two, I sent his ass on his way.

“Keyani been down here yet?” I tried to sound discreet like I was just making light conversation, but a hush fell over the table, and their eyes all shot to me before they burst out laughing.

“This nigga here.”

“Thirsty ass!” Maagic snickered.

“Man, y’all trippin’, I just asked a question, shit.

Much as y’all talkin’ ’bout her, it had me wondering,” I snorted, lying through my fucking teeth.

Truthfully, she’d been on my mind since she’d left my room that morning, but I wasn’t about to tell them that shit.

The only one acting like they had any sense was Janessa, and I appreciated that.

“Leave him alone, y’all,” she chastised, nudging AJ’s funny-looking ass.

She rolled her eyes playfully before turning to me.

“She was leaving with the kids when we came down ’cause she’s flying out with the parents.

They’re probably already headed to the airport by now.

” Janessa gave me a sympathetic look as I tried to keep my expression neutral.

I was definitely a little irritated that Keyani tried to be on some sneaky shit, but it was cool because I knew where she lived, and she was going to be one of my first stops when I touched back down.

Unlike what I’d said, I took my ass home when my flight landed.

I was tired as hell, so I figured Keyani and the kids were too, since they’d only landed a couple of hours before I did.

I decided I’d give her a day to get settled in before I went and let her know that I wasn’t playing with her.

Plus, I needed to check on my business and connect with my uncle anyway.

I felt like I’d barely closed my eyes when my security system alerted me that somebody was on my porch right before whoever it was started ringing my bell like they wanted to die.

When I pulled up the camera on my phone, I saw Raven’s ass standing there looking stupid as hell, and I instantly regretted not going home.

My little kick-it spot was closer to the airport and ducked off, so I stopped there, thinking I wouldn’t be bothered, but obviously not.

I saw her lips moving and cut on the sound to hear what she was saying.

“You got me fucked up! You got bitches comin’ to my job now? That’s what we doin’! Open up this door Cruz, I know your Drake lookin’ ass home! Come out here and tell me who the fuck Raya is! I swear I’m gone fuck both y’all up!”

I let my eyes fall back closed as I listened to her ranting unmoved, but once she said that Drake shit, I got up.

She knew damn well I ain’t look shit like that nigga and she was just trying to throw shots.

I was going to head down there and treat her ass anyway, but the second she mentioned Raya, I rushed downstairs.

I reached the door just as she was about to smash my doorbell for the millionth time, swinging it open and surprising her.

“Oooh, nigga, I knew you was in there! Who the fuck is Raya?” she recovered quickly, rolling her neck and pointing a long acrylic in my face.

“Aye, shut yo’ ass up,” I grumbled, yanking her inside, and she snatched away as soon as the door shut behind us.

“Don’t tell me to shut up! That crazy bitch said she was going to kill me if I came anywhere near you!

She had a whole fuckin’ gun and two big beefy ass niggas with her!

” Raven looked shook for as much shit as she was just talking on my porch.

She hugged herself and looked around furtively, like Raya was about to pop out from around the corner.

“And you still brought your ass over here?” My forehead scrunched at her logic because that shit didn’t make no sense to me. She glared at me and sucked her teeth like I was getting on her nerves or some shit.

“Hell yeah! She’s obviously one of your lil’ hoes! You better talk to her or something!” she screeched, flailing her arms wildly. She thought she was slick, trying to fish for information, but I dodged that shit and asked a question of my own.

“She said she was my bitch?” It was still hard to comprehend that Raya even knew any of the bitches I was fucking.

I knew she was crazy, but on some stalking shit, not harassing my bitches type of crazy.

Plus, she had a husband who should’ve been requiring all her attention, but she was out here threatening people on my account.

That was probably the reason she hadn’t bothered me the whole time I was out in Fiji because she was too busy fucking with my roster.

“Obviously! She made it perfectly clear that you’re her man and she doesn’t like sharing dick.

That’s fucked up, Cruz. How am I getting my life threatened by somebody you’re fuckin’ and you don’t even care?

” Raven whined, crossing her arms childishly.

Little did she know I gave less of a fuck about Raya’s dick dizzy ass harassing her and was more worried about how she knew about her in the first place.

Jet lag and being woken up to drama had my brain foggy as fuck, and it didn’t help that Raven was in here yelling and shit. “Look, I’ll handle it.” That was all I could muster up at the moment, and her face contorted.

“Nigga, did you hear me? That bitch said she’d kill me!”

“And you still did the exact opposite of what she told you and brought your ass over here, so the dick must be worth dying for,” I shot back, getting annoyed.

“I said I’d handle it, man. Take your ass home.

” She narrowed her eyes at me, but finally stalked out, and I locked the door behind her.

I quickly went to unblock Raya’s ass as I made my way back upstairs, and she answered right away like she’d been waiting for my call.

“Hey, Papi?—”

“Yo, Raya, what the fuck wrong with you?” I quizzed, reaching my bedroom, only for her to cackle in my ear.

“Ohhh, that lil’ bitch must’ve ran over there and told on me. She’s hardheaded as fuck,” she said more so to herself than me.

“You crazy as fuck, bro. How you even know about Raven anyway? You following me or some shit?” I looked out the window like she might’ve been parked across the street or something.

“A woman should know everything about her man, especially what hoes are pushing up on him.” My face balled up more because she sounded crazy as hell.

“You should really have better taste in the bitches you spend time with. Did you know she’s a stripper who moonlights as an escort through the week?

I hope you’ve been using protection with her nasty ass. ”

“Look, Raya, I don’t know if you off your meds or what, but I ain’t your fuckin’ man.

I thought we already talked about this shit.

” I was growing increasingly more irritated with her and was on the verge of just putting a bullet in her fucking head.

I had to be the most unlucky nigga in the world.

Just when I’d decided to finally settle down, I get a fatal attraction that’s connected and knows her way around a gun.

I shook my head at the irony as her crazy ass started cackling in my ear like a damn Disney villain.

“See, that’s you niggas’ problem, you think every woman that’s assertive is a bitch and every woman that doesn’t take no for an answer is crazy.

You won’t even admit we have a connection!

I felt it, and I know you did, but you want to keep treating me like I’m one of the basic hoes you fuck with!

Nigga, I’m one of a kind! You think I just go around giving this good pussy to any ol’ body? ”

My nose turned up at the way she was talking about herself.

The pussy was cool, but it wasn’t all that.

Hell, she didn’t even cream like that, and after the way Keyani had put that Super Soaker 3000 on me, my standards were different.

A bitch couldn’t tell me she had good pussy if she didn’t give me a water show every time I was up in it.

At the risk of setting her off though, I kept my new preference to myself.

“You should only be giving it to the nigga you married, but that ain’t my business.

I believe in women’s liberation and shit.

” I shrugged. “Give it up to whoever you want, but you need to understand that just because a nigga fuck you don’t mean he want shit more than some pussy.

I ain’t looking for anything serious with anybody, let alone the wife of one of my associates. ”

“You don’t need to worry about Dex?—”

“Fuck I look like being worried ’bout any nigga?

That’s your fuckin’ husband to worry about, and that’s what you need to be doing instead of being on my dick.

This the last time I’m gone tell you though, leave me the fuck alone, leave anybody associated with me alone, and at this point, I’ma have to end our business relationship too.

Find yourself another supplier.” I hung up before she could protest and put her right back on the block list. Julio would probably be happy about the decision, but I knew my pops was going to be pissed off once I told him what I’d done and why.

That was a bridge I’d just have to cross when I got there though.

In the meantime, I hoped Raya’s crazy ass took heed to my warning and left me the fuck alone before shit got even uglier for her.