Page 22 of Search My Soul (Taylor Family Saga #3)

The Previous Night

“I can’t believe you got me into this shit. You said that after you gave him the pills he would pass out, but the nigga is still alert,” I hissed under my breath. Majesty made it seem like this would be an easy lick, but two hours had passed, and he was still ready to party.

“Well, I did get these pills from a new guy. They may not be as potent as the handlebars that we normally get. Don’t worry, friend.

I promise you he’ll be out in no time.” Her words gave me very little comfort.

I was ready for everything to be over with so I could collect my money and take care of my business.

“Come on, ladies. Let’s get this party started right.

It’s gonna be a long night for the both of you.

” My eyes shot over to Majesty as I gave her the deadliest look.

I hadn’t planned on having sex, and Majesty made it clear that I wouldn’t have to.

I needed the money badly, but I wanted to avoid fucking for it if I could.

“Okay, daddy. I’m gonna pour us a shot and then we can turn things up a notch.” Majesty purred as she switched her way into the kitchen. I turned my head and rolled my eyes, praying this would be over soon.

“My girl told me she had some fine ass friends but damn. You’re one of the baddest motherfuckers I have ever seen.” I wanted to tell him to go to hell, but instead, I put on a fake smile and batted my eyelashes.

“Thank you. You’re very handsome as well.

” It wasn’t a lie because he was very good looking.

He was tall and lean with a caramel complexion littered with tattoos.

The low curls on top of his head were blond, reminding me of Odell Beckham’s signature style.

If I had to guess his race, I would assume he was black and Hispanic.

You could tell based on the designer from head to toe that he had money.

However, his boyish looks didn’t seem like someone who was hustling in the street.

I guess you can’t judge a book by its cover.

“So, what do you do for a living?” he inquired, causing my eyebrows to raise. This wasn’t some kind of date or something. I was here to entertain him and nothing more.

“You know. A little bit of this and a little bit of that.” Majesty swore that he didn’t know where she worked, however, you could never be too sure. The last thing I needed was him coming to my job to confront me later on.

“Oh, you one of those mysterious types? I like that, little mama. You got a little bit of spice to you.” My poker face was beginning to wear thin as I waited for Majesty to come back into the room.

“All right, I got a shot for you, babe, and a shot for me and my girl.” She winked at me as she handed him his shot.

I had no idea what she put in it, but I prayed it worked.

If he didn’t fall asleep in the next hour, we were going to have to come up with a new plan.

Majesty was playing with fire, and I just prayed that it didn’t backfire on us.

“Damn, that shit was strong!” he called out, setting the shot back on the table.

“You must be a light weight, baby. It went down smooth for me.” Majesty giggled as she walked closer to him with another shot in her hand.

His hands roamed her body as she twerked in front of him.

Majesty was a gorgeous woman, and no one could take that from her.

Her light buttery skin was littered with colorful tattoos from her neck down to her thigh.

Her ass jiggled with every step that she took.

She danced for a few more seconds before she squatted down in front of him.

Majesty winked at me before turning to face him.

“Put it down my throat, papa.” Majesty purred, waving the glass in his face. The way he stared into her eyes made me feel like I was interrupting a passionate moment.

“I got something I could put down your throat. Just tell me when,” he replied.

God, why did I get myself involved in this mess?

There was a sinking feeling in my gut that was telling me things weren’t gonna go as smoothly as I wanted them to.

The last thing I needed was for this night to end badly.

Not only would it affect me, but it would also affect my family.

I blamed myself for even agreeing to do this, but I also blamed my parents.

They got me into this situation, and now I had to figure out a way to get us all out of it.

“Oh yeah, daddy. I’m ready for everything that you have for me.”

I poured myself another shot because I knew this was gonna be a long night.

Majesty and the man, I believe his name was Remi or something like that, were practically fucking on the couch. I tried to tune them out, but once clothing began to hit the floor, I knew I had to do something.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” I announced, grabbing my purse and heading down the hall.

“Okay, boo. We’re about to head up to the bedroom. Why don’t you meet us up there when you’re finished?” Majesty purred seductively. Her eyes were pleading for me to go along with her plan, so I simply nodded my head before scurrying off.

The moment I got to the bathroom, I pulled out the blunt that I rolled before coming here.

I needed something to take the edge off.

I closed the lid to the toilet and took a seat.

My friends were questioning my whereabouts in the group chat, but I told them I signed up for a private party.

We normally shared locations, but I turned mine off tonight.

The last thing I needed was some evidence to prove where I was, just in case things went wrong.

Besides, I hadn’t told them about my personal issues, and I wasn’t about to share them now.

Puma and Normandee were arguing about whether or not they needed to file a missing person’s report.

I swear I had the most dramatic friends, but it was nice to know that somebody cared.

My parents hadn’t bothered to check on me.

The only thing my mother wanted to know was if I had gotten the money yet.

I swore to myself that after I did this for them, I would cut them off for good.

At least her. She never seemed to care about me anyway, so I was sure this would be no different.

As for my father, I would definitely be sitting down with him because this couldn’t happen again.

He needed to get some help before he ended up dead.

Once I finished the blunt, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror.

While I may have been a plus-size baddie, my weight was proportioned in all the right places.

The last six months, I dedicated my mornings to working out in order to re-comp my body, and I was glad to say that it paid off.

My ass was sitting higher, and my waist was snatched.

You would think that I had some type of surgery, but this body was full-grown and all natural.

There was a part of me that wanted to walk right out of his bathroom and right out of the door, but I couldn’t.

I needed that money desperately, and I had come too far to give up now.

Reluctantly, I stepped into the hallway, allowing the music to lead me to the correct room.

Once I got to the door, I heard moaning, which made me wanna turn back around and leave.

Majesty made it clear that there would be no sex involved on my end.

Those plans weren’t changing just because he was still awake.

Instead of going into the room, I decided to wait for them to finish up.

In my mind, I prayed that he would eventually pass out.

Otherwise, this whole plan would be over, and I would have to come up with a new way to get this money.

The sound of Majesty moaning loudly interrupted my thoughts.

How the hell did you get yourself into this situation, girl?

I thought to myself as my back rested against the door.

Majesty and I were cool, but we weren’t cool enough for me to be listening to her have sex.

I swear she owed me extra money for this shit.

“Oh yes, daddy! Right there! Ooh, I’m cumming, daddy. Cum with me!” The sound of skin slapping and groaning filled the hallway, drowning out the music in the background. I waited a few minutes until everything was quiet before I entered the room.

The sour stench that met me as I opened the door caused me to gag.

I’d had my fair share of sex, and I had never smelled this type of scent in the air.

It took everything in me to hold the contents of my stomach inside.

As I stepped closer, I noticed Majesty straddling his waist while he laid butt naked on the mattress with his arm over his eyes.

“Hey, boo. You missed all the action, but maybe once my man gets a nap, we can go for another round. Isn’t that right, baby?

” He responded with a grunt, which let me know that our plan could still work.

“I’m gonna run to the bathroom, baby, and will be right back to cuddle with you, okay?

” This time, there was no response at all.

In fact, the sound of his snoring began to elevate in the room.

Majesty signaled for me to go back out into the hallway. She didn’t have to tell me twice because I needed to get away from that terrible smell. The moment my lungs were able to take in fresh air, I felt like someone who had held their breath underwater.

“Okay, bitch. I had to use all kinds of tricks to get him to go to sleep. I crushed up another pill in his drink, and that nut was just what we needed to put him over the edge. We’re gonna give him a couple more minutes to let everything take effect before we start clearing the money out,” she advised.

The plan sounded simple enough, but that sinking feeling never went away.

“Are you sure his cameras have been disabled?” I asked once again for clarity.