(COMPLETED)The Understanding (Drug Cartel & Love Novel)

Chapter 10: Reputation

"$149.52?" I could have used that and bought something to cook for a month." I said to Kash as he pulled $150 cash from his wallet. He placed it in the booklet and closed it. Tonight he took me to a fancy soul food restaurant. This is the first time we did something like this so I dressed up and he unfortunately had to dress me.

I wore a white top that was fitted tightly and stopped above my belly button. I had on a dark red, chiffon skirt that started under my belly button and was so long I had to lift it up as I walked, even the tall black heels didn't help. My hair was down and I had on light makeup with dark red lipstick. Kash actually wore something similar, well the colors. He had on a white v-neck with a black blazer and dark red pants with black shoes.

"You're worth it and it's not a lot of money." he said to me as we stood up. As we walked out of the restaurant, Kash put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I looked up at him and smiled a little.

"You know," I started saying as we got inside the car. "You have your good moments." I told him. Kash laughed.

"Thank you, I guess." he said as he started the car and exited the parking lot. "You're not as aggravating. But I still think you're annoying as hell." he laughed.

I rolled my eyes, "You love when I ask you questions." I told him as I looked out of the window.

"Says who?" he asked.

"Says me." I told him, "You love my curiosity."

"Actually no. I find your curiosity annoying but admire your intellect. That's about it." he said.

"If that's all that you loved, you wouldn't have complemented me as much as you did tonight." I said.

Kash looked at me briefly, "Are you flirting with me?" he questioned.

"Flirting with you? How so?" I asked him.

"You make a lot of flirtatious comments. But they're either sarcastic and intellectual, never direct." he informed me.

"Hmph. Don't lie to yourself. I don't flirt. Relationships aren't my thing." I told him without knowing what I meant. Kash just laughed and soon he was unlocking the front door and we were walking inside. I turned on the living room light but Kash turned it back off.

"Keep the lights off for a while." he said. Kash gripped my arms with his hands and pushed me back into the living room near the sitting area.

He started kissing my neck slowly and I felt my insides rush, "Please don't Kash." I said to him as I took in all of his kisses that traced down my neck. "Don't do this." I said.

"Do what?" he asked me.

"This." I said.

Kash traced his hands down my back and squeezed by behind, making me jump. He continued kissing my neck and I leaned my head back to allow him full control. I felt his hands cupping and squeezing my behind and I let out a sigh of relief and pressure that was building up in my body.

"Is this romantic enough for you?" Kash asked me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and then moaned. I never experienced a guys lips on my neck in such an innocent and meaningful way. Kash pulled my skirt down slowly and it dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of it and Kash pushed me back to the living room table. The coldness of the marble sent chills up my spine and so did the aggressiveness of his touch. His hands roamed around my breast and his fingertips caressed me in areas I only seen, that he just recently explored.

Kash finally took his focus off of my neck and looked me directly in the face and I cringed a little. This was it. The beginning of my first experience. It might lead to to my first kiss and then may be an uncomfortable situation. Since the first day I met him and he came busting in my house, it had been about 5 weeks and two days. It's been a couple of days since we came back from Vegas and no one is really talking about what happened.

Kash moved me closer to him and his lips pressed against mine, "Would you do this for me willingly or are you just going to go along with it?" he asked.

"I'll go along with it." I said to him, unsure. Kash bit his lip and took one final glance over me.

"Not now." he said rolling off of me. I laid there for a while and then sat up.

"Not now?" I asked him.

"Well yeah. I already kidnapped you, I can't rape you too." he said joking but with a serious twist.

We didn't say much to each other, we just went to bed and tonight he didn't hold onto me as much. I have so many questions for him though, like what is my sole purpose?

The next morning I woke up pretty early and took the pins out of my hair and let it fall again. I brushed my teeth and stretched for a while before I walked out into the living room and opened the curtains and then the blinds to let the natural light pour in, like I do every morning. I walked into the kitchen and started breakfast. I just scrambled a couple of eggs and sliced some sausages.

Soon Kash was walking into the kitchen as I read my book, standing by the kitchen counter. He sat across from me and looked at me. I marked the page in my book that I left off on and put it down. I got a plate down and took his food out and handed it to him.

"Thank you." I said.

"Mhm." I nodded without emotion.

"Did you eat?" he asked me. I nodded and he continued eating. "Why do you seem upset with me? Like I did something." he said.

"What exactly am I to you? Like am I just being held here? Or is there like something else..." I started saying.

"You want a label?" he asked me. "Basically that's what you're saying."

"Not a label. But..." I started "I don't know."

"Well, you're not a slave. I can tell you that. Of course your not. And you're definitely not my girlfriend." he said looking me over, "You're like a wife, like you do wifely things but you're not my wife. I guess you're like, you're like a friend with benefits. Even though you don't let me get what I want." he said.

I scowled at that title, "Well that's not what I'm going by." I said. He just smiled and continued eating. I walked over to the other side of the table and stood next to him, looking at his jaw as he chewed.

He chewed slowly and then looked at me, "Why are you staring at me?" he asked. I shrugged. "You're getting more comfortable with being around me." he smiled.

"No.." I said rolling my eyes.

He laughed, "Yes you are. I don't have to pull you closer to me, you just stand closer automatically." he said.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked him.

"I guess." he told me.

"Obviously, sex is really important to you..." I started saying.

"So you'll make some sacrifices?" he asked me.

"No." I said. " So because I'm not giving in to you, are you getting it from somewhere else?" I asked him.

He looked at me and wiped his mouth with the napkin he had near him. "You want my honest answer. Like completely honest?" he asked me.

"I think so." I said rubbing my arm.

"Alright, I'm going to say it bluntly so don't feel weird." he said. I nodded, "Most of the time when I leave out, I go out and get what I need from someone else. Whether it be a past girl or someone I'm talking to. I won't tell you who else because it might make you mad." he said.

I looked at him, "So you are talking to other girls right now and sleeping around?" I asked him.

He nodded, "Pretty much." he said.

"Who is the other person?" I asked him.

"Kat..." he said. "Just because the sex was good, but she's annoying as hell." he said.

I sighed and walked into the living room, "What? Is that hurting you?" he asked me. I didn't exactly know because I don't like him but we sleep in the same bed and I feed him all the time.

"Yeah..." I said.

"Well then give it up already, damn_ Cammie. You can't be mad if you're not even doing something to please me." Kash said facing the living room.

"I am doing something to please you. I cook every day and I handle what I'm supposed to handle." I said to him.

"Physically! Do something for me! I don't give a fuck_ about muffins and bacon and eggs! Stop being so uptight like your p---- is the best in the world." Kash said.

"I can't believe you are arguing with me about something that belongs to me. This is mine and I don't have to let anyone have their way with it." I said.

"But just last night you agreed." he said to me.

"And just after that you said no you're not going to do it." I told him.

"So then why are you refusing it now if you were all for it last night?" he asked. "Idiot." he aid putting his plate in the sink and washing it. He walked right past me not saying anything and slammed the room door. I plopped down on the couch and folded my arms. Here we go with the name calling and the attitude and slamming doors. So childish. I don't care who he is, drug lord or whatever they are.

I turned the tv on and after a while the doorbell rang. I look at the bedroom door to see if Kash would come out and he did. He put on a shirt and longer pants and walked to the door. He opened it and I heard a little girl.

"Cookie!" she yelled. I saw Kash pick a little girl up and swing her around. Elliot walked in and closed the door. The little girl looked just like him, but had darker eyes and long black curly hair. I got up and walked over to them.

"Is this Sierra?" I asked him.

Elliot nodded, "Sierra this is Cammie. Say hi." he told her. I squatted down to her and smiled.

"Hi Sierra." I said.

She waved shyly, "Hi." she said standing close to Elliot.

"Can I leave her here for a while. I'm planning on taking Alesha out for the day." Elliot said to us.

"Yeah." Kash said.

"Yeah, that would be so cool." I said. Elliot gave us a bag of things that she would need and soon he got back in his car and left after giving Sierra a hug.

I looked at Kash, "Since you have an attitude with me, I'll take care of her for the day." I said.

Sierra was walking around a bit and touching things, "No, I can handle it. I watch her all the time." he said.

I rolled my eyes at him and he raised an eyebrow, "You have such a disgusting attitude. Like I really can't put up with it." he said looking me up and down.

"Well nothing is being done about it." I said. I stared him down and then walked over to Sierra.

"Do you like cupcakes?" I asked her. She clapped and giggled. "Do you want me to make vanilla cupcakes with pink icing?" I asked her. She agreed.

I held her hand and walked her to the kitchen. I sat her on the counter and she called out to Kash, "Cookie!" she said. Kash walked over and she stretched her arms out to be picked up by him. She wrapped her little arms around her neck and he hugged her.

"You want to watch tv?" he asked her.

"Yeah!" she said. Kash brought her over to the living room and put a kid show on for her. I got the cupcakes started and Kash came back into the kitchen and Kash tried to take the spoon from me. I pushed him away.

"Stop." I said sucking my teeth at him. Kash tried to take the spoon from me again and I moved away and continued mixing. "Don't mess with me right now." I said to him.

Kash laughed and stood behind me, mixing along with me. I rolled my eyes as he trapped me there, not allowing me to move. But he kept his right arm hand around mine and stirred. He gripped my hand tightly which made my stomach jump with excitement for reasons I don't know.

"You are so bitchy_ and you over react." he told me.

"How do I over react? I have the right to feel the way I do when you talk to me like that." I said.

"But, I don't even start. I just say something and you get all defensive." he said squeezing my hand again.

I sighed, "I'm not arguing with you. You are so inconsiderate and rude." I told him.

He sucked his teeth and moved away. "Don't talk to me." he said. I looked at him and he stood by the stove with his arms across his chest and pouted.

I laughed, "Are you serious?" I asked him.

He laughed, "Forgive me?" he asked walking back over to me.

I sighed and shook my head, "I am so tired of you." I said to him. Kash kissed my cheek but I didn't give in. I looked at Sierra in the living room, "Why does she call you Cookie?" I asked him.

"Because of my chocolaty goodness." he said. I couldn't help but laugh, "But she just likes calling me that. I don't know why." he said.

"But on a serious note Cam, don't forget who I am and don't get too close to me and think that whatever you do and say won't be takin' into account. Slip up and get too mouthy and I'm cutting you off, permanently." he told me.

Kash stepped away and I heard one of the drawers open and then close. Kash stood close to me again and I laughed.

"What movie did you get that from, drug runner?" I asked him with a smile and shaking my head.

Kash slicked my hair to my left shoulder and kissed the back of my ear. Soon something cold was touching my neck and I realized that he was holding a knife up to my neck and I almost screamed out but he covered my mouth. I looked at Sierra in the living room, watching tv.

"You have a lot of balls Cam." he told me.

I bit his finger and he pulled his hand away, pushing the knife harder on my neck but I still managed to speak, "More than you. If I had that knife I wouldn't hesitate."

Kash pulled the knife away but pinched me on my arm, hard and I whimpered and rubbed the area when he let go.

_Trusting Kash....do you? What do you think about Cammie and him now? SHe was ready to give in and a lot of girls would be ready to. Kash didn't though and he had the opurtunity. Do they trust each other? We met Elliot's daughter, such a sweetie. And Kash found the time to mess with other girls, then Cammie really doesn't have a purpose. It's kind of wack, I know but the next chapter is the opening to a switch in the story._

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