♛𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐄♛

𝐈𝐗-𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⚠️ CAUTION: Explicit and sexual content towards the end of this chapter, I do not hold back with sex scenes and I write and express whatever good experiences I've encountered or what I would want to encounter & the last thing I need is somebody's mama to be going off on me because of what I write because I know it does happen... so readers, read at your own discretion. Enjoy this chapter and don't forget to comment and vote! Thanks!!⚠️

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𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭                                                                                                                                𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲

"Look Ty, you not even understanding me dawg. Take that nigga's bitch somehow, I been watching her for a now and she really been cooling since they ain't been together, really but look, I just need you to build up trust in her then we gon execute the plan. You know, take her and shit and if that nigga don't want to hand over the empire, we off that bitch. That Knight Empire shit gon be ours." I said dapping hands with Ty

"By any means necessary. I got you cuz" He said rubbing his hands together like Birdman

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𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

"You were very lucky, Mr. Knight." Ms. Gladys the old nurse at the clinic told me

"Don't I know it. I ain't fucking with these dirty Atlanta bitches no more, I'm finna work it out with my ole lady." I told her

Gladys slapped me upside my head and gave me a stern look

"Boy, watch that mouth of yours, don't make me tell yo mama and grandma that you ain't being safe and you cussing. Lorena used to whoop your ass all the time when you was younger." She said

I shook my head "Ite, my bad Ms. Gladys, I'mma fool with you later tho." I told her as she pulled me in for a hug

"You take care na boy." 

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𝐊𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭                                                                                                                      𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟕:𝟎𝟎 𝐏𝐌 

Stepping out the shower, I dried off and waltzed into my room while Guarantee by Verse Simmonds played throughout my surround sound speakers. I lotioned up while singing along.

"I'll always belong to you, you'll always belong to me, there's nothing I wouldn't do, this love is a guarantee."

The song instantly made me think of Nas and how we made it seem as if everything was good to the public but in reality, we really weren't talking. Growing up, before y'all my family fell apart, my parents would constantly fight and argue but would always let people on the outside know that everything was fine. My mom would tell me 'A lot of people on the outside make it seem like they care about what happens on the inside but they don't genuinely care. They only care to see if it fails.' And that had always stuck with me which is why I would never let a person know what's going on in my life unless we were close. When my dad started beating my mom because he was a heavy drinker and she turned to drugs, they still remained picture perfect on the outside. Niggas thought they was Bobby and Whitney but on the inside they was really Ike and Tina. When my mother finally broke down and would run to my Grandma Lena and Aunt Leslie, they got tired of telling her to leave my dad, Tony, so they changed their numbers and left little ole Leah to fend for herself with her child.