Enzo's POV
Allison was crying nonstop I had to call a doctor to discreetly sedate her.
As soon as that transpired, I jumped in my car and head straight for the warehouse.
From the hospital to the warehouse would take 40 minutes.
But to how mi did a drive, I arrived in less than 20 minutes.
Storming through the walls of the warehouse, I finally stumbled upon the person I'm desperate to murder.
Jariya was tied to a chair battered and bruise and is now smiling upon my arrival.
"Look who decided to show up." She chuckles.
Di bagga talking mi nuh deh pon.
Mi gi har one outta mi hand back breaking her jaw.
I dragged her up by the collar and forcefully threw her back into a brick wall 12 feet away.
The wall smashed and so did the chair and I'm pretty sure a little bones of hers.
I was so blinded by rage, I could care less about how brutal I'm being.
Her screams still didn't satisfy me.
"Allison look like football to yuh?" I asked, my voice deep and venomous.
I trained Jariya so I know how powerful one of her kick is.
But mine worse.
Without a second thought, my foot landed in her stomach and she immediately started vomiting blood.
"Chucky!"
The adrenaline of rage blocked out who ever was calling me.
Mi gi har waah next hawd kick inna she face.
"Ah Chucky, Ah, Ah." They pulled me back when I was about to land another in her face.
"Weh di bloodclaat uno a wulan pon mi fa?!" I flashed them off.
"Just cool off nuh badman. A still oman, betta yuh just kill har and dun." Blade says.
I looked at him as though he's the person I'm going to murder.
"Wah di fuck yuh just seh to mi?" Mi voice low and calm.
My blood was boiling.
My nostrils flares as I glare at him with hostility.
"Just cool off likkle. Yuh nuh inna yuh right mind now." Ratchet chimes in.
I chuckled lowly.
Cool off?
Mi nuh inna mi right mind?
Wah dem man ya tek mi fa?
A cuda oman two more times, mi a murda dat bloodclaat!
"She neva memba seh she a oman when she push my oman downstairs and kick up my oman fi kill my yute dem?"
Mi head dawk and eh more dem chat fuckery, eh more mi just get dawka.
"If uno know wah best..." I chuckled humorlessly. "Aye sah."
My phone rang and I looked to see it was from the hospital.
I answered.
"Mr. Spencer, Allison won't stop crying and asking for you. Do you mind comin--"
"I'm on my way." I told her and hang up the phone.
"Keep watch pon har and mek sure she nuh dead." I ordered and looked at Jariya.
As mi look pon har suh mi head just chip.
She was on all fours trying to get up.
I stepped vigorously into her back making her fall and pressed down so she was unable to move.
"Grr..." she wheezes and I broke her right hand. "Ahhhhhhhh!"
I hissed and walked out finally finding some rapture in her screams.
Mi nuh done yet.
******
When I arrived back at the hospital, Allison wasn't crying as I was informed.
Instead she seemed to be in a catatonic state.
"Princess?" I took her hands in mine.
Dried up tear stains were on her cheek and her lashes were still a little wet.
"Allison?" I called a little louder.
Her head snapped to mine and she seemed to have fallen out of her trance-like zone.
"I'm sorry." I started off by saying and held her cheek.
"I was thinking..." She looked at my chest for a while before looking back up at me.
"I was thinking that out of all the things I've been through throughout my relationship with you....this is the one that utterly ruined me."
I knew this was coming.
I gulped.
"I could look past everything else that happened because I love you and I want to be with you. But this.....this is something I can't look past."
A tear slipped from my eye and I didn't care to wipe it.
"Allison, yuh cya leave me. Mi love yuh, mi love yuh to mi heart." I placed her small hand on my heart. "Mi know mi put yuh tru wulleep but Princess, mi cya live without yuh."
A bawl yuh deh cry? A really Chucky deh bawl living yiy wata?
"We live together, we a get married. Allison mi will kill fi yuh. Mi will dead fi yuh without a second thought." I stand on that. "Mi will do anything. Mi will give yuh space, mi will give yuh time, anything. Just please please nuh leave me."
I kissed the palm of her hand, her cheek, her forehead and her lips.
Mi nuh think Allison understand how much mi love har.
Maybe me need fi guh pon mi knees.
Chucky a guh dung pon knees? And a beg? Fi woman?
I grabbed both of her hands and kneeled down.
"Allison yuh mek mi deh guh pon mi knees, please mi a beg yuh nuh leave me." I pleaded. "All tears come a mi yiy fi show how much yaah guh break mi heart if yuh leff me."
She sighs. "Stand up Enzo."
God she aguh leff me.
I exhaled and stood.
She wiped my face.
"Come here." She smiles and pulls my head down to kiss her.
So she naah leff me?
She pulls away. "I wasn't finish talking."
So she aguh leff me?
"Come sit." Allison moved over and winced as she held her stomach.
"No stop." I stopped her. "Mi will tan up."
"I want you to sit down." She continues to move over while groaning in agony.
"Allison, mi gov. Mi can stand up." I told her but she continues to move over until there was enough space for me.
"Sit down." She demands and I sat with a sigh.
So stubborn.
She looks in my eyes. "This maybe something I can't look past but so are you. You are someone I can look past."
Suh she naah leff me?
Look ya, she need fi mek up har mind.
"I thought about it and it didn't make any sense. Enzo, my life would be miserable without you and I love you too much to actually live without you. Let's face it, I'm already in your life and even if I leave, it wouldn't do any of us any good. And I would still be in danger."
I'm pretty sure the whole world knows Allison is my weakness.
For my enemies to ever get hands on her, mi wuda actually guh mad.
"I prefer to be in danger while still being with you. I prefer to be heart broken while still being with you. I prefer to suffer while still being with you. I don't want to push you away and I don't want you to push me away. We're in this together, no matter what the circumstance is."
I was so relieved.
Mi think seh mi did haffi guh chain har up.
"Which is why I have something big to ask of you." She looks at me with a sombre expression.
"Wah dat?" I asked.
"I want to kill Jariya."
*********
Allison's POV
He looked at me with a straight face not saying anything.
I've never been so serious about something so serious.
I know what killing someone means, I've done it before.
But that was a totally different situation.
You hurt me and murdered my babies, I kill you.
"Yuh naah think righ--"
"But I am." I cut him off. "I'm dead in the eyes serious Enzo."
I'll never joke about something like this.
The need to kill this woman...I can feel the rage.
The adrenaline.
"Mi cya allow yuh fi do that." He shakes his head and stands. "How yuh fi ask mi fi do dat Allison?"
"I didn't ask you Lorenzo. I told you and I'm sure I didn't stutter." I stated.
"Mi a rub off pon yuh too much." He mutters and I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not just gonna sit around and cry and cry over my dead babies. I have to do something. And that something is killing her."
Mi nuh like how yaah talk.
I'm surprised I don't feel a way saying I want to kill someone.
Therapy and sulking is not going to help me.
I'm tired of letting everyone take advantage of me.
I'm tired of being so weak.
"You once told me, I don't see people as how you see them." I reminded him. "Well now I do."
Being with Enzo has taught me a lot and have put me through a lot.
I always that no matter how bad a person may seem, there's always a little good in them.
I still think that but I'm now more aware of the fact that people just don't care.
They could have a good heart but they just don't care to use it.
And I'm starting to realize that.
I can't keep continuing to kill them with kindness.
It doesn't do me any justice.
"Your enemies are now my enemies. Your fights are my fights. I'm waking up and smelling the coffee just like you wanted me to."
"I didn't want you to do anything." He retorts. "I wanted to let you know that the world isn't as how you prefer to see it. Mi neva waah yuh turn inna smaddy who waah kill people."
"I'm not turning into a murderer Enzo. I am a murderer." I whisper yelled. "I'm accepting your life, I'm choosing this."
"No. Allison, I like you just the way you are. Mi love yuh." He tells me. "If mi did waah smaddy who has my traits, mi cuda deh wid how much in gyal but a you mi waah. A you mi choose. A you mi love. Yuh different, yuh altruistic, yuh compassionate, yuh naive, yuh innocent..."
"I'm not innocent!" I yelled a little too loudly. "I'm tainted. I-I-I'm vanquished."
Enzo sighs and runs his hand over his face.
"No." He states. "Mi naah mek yuh do something wah mi know yaah guh regret nuh matter how hard yuh convince yuh self seh yuh good."
"This isn't your decision to make." I told him.
"It's my fault all a dis happen inna eh first place. So it is my decision to make and mi seh no."
His decision was final. There was no room left to argue.
Which is why I have another prompt.
"Then you have to let me see her die." I tried.
He chuckles dryly.
His phone started ringing and he hissed.
"Mommy?" He answers frustratedly.
The indistinct words were incoherent from the other line.
"I'm gonna miss the hearing. Mi have some tings fi deal wid."
How am I gonna explain to my family that I lost my babies?
I lost my babies...
A sad feeling washed over me and tears immediately pricked my eyes.
"I'll talk to you soon." He hung up and looked at me. "Your crying."
He comes close and hugs me.
"Enzo she murdered our babies." I sniffled. "I have to do something."
"Allison, yuh nah fi do nutn." He tries to assure me. "I'll take care of it. Mi will tek care a everything."
He hugs me but I still feel the need.
What have I become?
*******
Enzo's POV
I had to leave Allison to rest so she can heal.
Right now, I'm in my zone.
Mi nuh inna eh back and forth, torture ting.
Murda mi murda people.
Mi a di bloodclaat Don, Bawn Murdera!
Fuck wid mi chip, yuh see heaven before yuh guh hell.
I stormed into the warehouse and pulled out my Glock.
I checked the clip. Enough to satisfy me.
Pulling my Marie from behind my ear, I lit it and took a long drag.
Mi walk inna eh room and everybody a look pon mi.
Show uno waah, show unuh get.
I aimed my gun at Jariya and her eyes widened.
"YOUR BABY IS ALIVE!"
POW!
I shift my aim before it could hit her.
"Wah yuh just seh?" I remove the spliff from my mouth and looked at her.
"One of your babies survived and I had the doctor do ectogenesis to keep it alive." She elaborates.
The fuck?
"Yuh have mi youth inna some tube tank?" Da gyal ya mon? "Yuh tek mi pitney fi some bloodclaat animal?! And the fuck yuh mean by one of? Weh di rest a dem deh!"
Growing babies artificially is something that's heard of.
Mi not even know if dem do it before.
It's a trial usually done on lambs and other animals.
I've never heard of it done to a human baby.
"The others didn't survive my vengeful love for you. And the baby is okay so obviously the procedure a work." She says with an attitude.
Yuh know wah else a work? Mi bloodclaat trigga finga.
I aimed my gun at her and she seems to get frightened once more.
"If you kill me, you won't know where your baby is." She rushes.
I re-lit my Marie and inhaled. "Mi coulda neva love a bone inna yuh. Carry dat wid yuh."
I aimed my gun and this time, I didn't hesitate to press the trigger.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
"Chucky!" Scissors interrupts my moment. "How yuh fi kill eh gyal and yuh nuh know weh eh youth deh?"
So naive more while.
"Someone else always know." I simply said and looked at Jariya's lifeless body.
POW!
Ten.
The chunk of brain flesh, splashes on the wall.
No matter wah, smaddy else always know waah gwan.
"Ohhhh." Jerome says in realization and I rolled my eyes.
"A eh doctor mon." Blade adds.
"Not just eh doctor. Har fassy dem to." Ratchet chimes in.
They're too slow.
"I'm getting my kid. Apparently." I voiced and we walked out of the warehouse.
******
"It's so tiny." Allison cries and she lightly touched the machine containing the baby.
The umbilical cord was still connected so the baby could receive it's nutrients and such.
It was just floating in this tube of amniotic fluid.
"I wished your siblings would've..." she began to cry and laid her head on my shoulder.
I hugged her and rubbed her back.
"We'll be keeping a good eye on your little angel until she's due." Dr. Gilmore smiles.
I had transferred Allison and the baby to my private hospital.
I resent CRH.
"Its a girl?" Allison sniffles with a small smile.
"Yes. It's a girl." Dr. Gilmore confirms with a grin.
I'm having a girl.
This is still so farfetched to me.
I feel a little elated.
Allison smiles. It was a sad one. "I'd like to think that she had brother's who protected her."
"I like that thinking." Doctor agrees. "I'm gonna wheel her away now."
"Let her stay please." Allison stops the doctor. "I'd like to just look at her for a little while."
"That's no problem. Call me if you need me." Kyra stepped out leaving us alone.
"So she's dead right?" Allison asks and I nodded with a sigh.
"Fortunately."
"Good. That's good." She looked back at the floating baby. "At least I get one. It's better than none."
I have to be thankful for this miracle.
Mi already love har so much.
She's a miracle. The second best thing that ever happened to me.
The six women in my life.
I'd do anything for them.
*****
The gate buzzed and my father greets me with a smile.
"A my son dat?" He always says this when we haven't seen each other for a while.
"Ypree Daddy." I dab him and we do a small hug.
"A you mi fi ask dat." He gives me a look. "A get married, a have youths, settled down. I haven't been gone for too long you know."
We walk towards his house in Kingston.
"Wulleep a tings happen in a short period a time mi fada." I tell him.
"So I've realized. Is it the same woman from before?" He asks.
I smiled. "If it wasn't her, it wouldn't be anyone else."
Point blank.
"Then I definitely want to meet this special girl alright."
We talked a little more about my love life and how things have been with the businesses and life overall.
That's until it reached down to the consequential phase.
"Travis sen one a him battyman dem fi gi mi a message."
"Language son." My father is a well respected businessman and a former Don.
He doesn't tolerate certain slangs especially disrespect.
I apologized and continued. "My message back to Travis was killing his messenger which shows my acceptance of his 'claimed' war."
"I'm guessing he doesn't want to hand the reigns back to me." My father lights his cigar. "Son, I don't want you to get involved in my--"
"I'm already involved and it's not a problem for me." I cut him off.
"Lorenzo, you already have things on your plate." He starts and I sigh. "I want you to focus on the fact that your getting married and your becoming a father. You have a bright future ahead of you. I cannot possibly allow you to enter a war where the fortuity of getting killed is at quite a legitimate rate."
He's always trying to turn my meds away from criminality.
But he was never able to.
From the first time mi pick up a gun and buss a bwoy head, I fell in love.
With my Glock and my Marie.
As it turns out, I began to follow in his footsteps and he couldn't stop me.
I convinced him that I'm after all a Spencer and I couldn't ignore the genes.
We took it by choice, not by chance.
And if I ever have a son in the future, I would not want him to further the 'Don legacy'.
I'll just be too cruel to ever put my son through the things my father and I have been through.
Michael's and I situation are different.
We didn't have everything throughout the years.
It was always with the guns, casino, and my talent in Art of course.
It was after the triplets were a couple years old when my father opened his first business that had us making money faster.
It got better and richer over the years.
We soon began to have everything we could ever need.
By that time, I was already 19.
I'd already witnessed everything.
The hardships of life, the wars, the enemies...
All of it.
I was already in violence before I could get out of it.
But now that I have it all, why would I put my son through something that he doesn't need to go through.
Or would jeopardize his life?
"You have the chance of freedom. Take it." He says.
"I'll never have freedom Michael."
"Well you have it for now. Take your fiance out of the Caribbean. Tour the world, visit the Appalachians or something."
I chuckled.
He's gonna tell the story of when he and Maya went backpacking in Europe.
Apparently it's a thing.
"Your mother and I went backpacking in Europe for three months a couple years back." He tugs his beard and appears to be thinking back.
"So I've heard." Around 77 times.
There was a soft knock on the door.
My mother walked in with a pleasant smile.
"Hi boys, can I get you anything?" Always doing the maid's job.
My father pulls my mother to sit on his lap.
He kisses her cheeks and she blushes.
"Chérie (darling), do you remember that time when we went backpacking in Europe?" He asks looking at her with love and adoration.
"Of course I remember." She beams and wrapped her arms around my father. "It was one our most joyous moments."
"We definitely could've had a fifth if--"
"Daddy." I grit.
He chuckles. "I'm joking son. Tell me about your babies."
My mood instantly deflates.
Allison and I decided to tell her family that she had a miscarriage and only one baby survived.
Of course that's something we're gonna have to go in depth on.
But my parents who already knows everything, I was able to tell them if I wanted.
I think we should just feed everyone the same information.
It's better that way.
"She had a miscarriage." My mother gasps.
Jesus yah now.
*******
Allison's POV
I can't wait to hold her.
She's so small and precious.
I love her so much, you can't imagine.
I really hope she continues to grow and be healthy.
Peach has been by my side since I found out about her.
I couldn't let doctor Gilmore take her away in fear that I might never see her again.
She's already loved so much and she doesn't even know it.
It's all bittersweet.
I really wished all my babies would've survive.
Looking at her makes me want to smile and cry at the same time.
The door knocks and doctor Gilmore enters.
"It's time to take your meds and feed your baby."
I swear this woman never stops smiling.
Love the optimism.
I took my meds and watched her feed the baby through a pump attached to the umbilical cord.
"Can I try?" I asked softly.
"Of course you can. It's your baby." She hands me the pump and instructs me what to do. "You're doing a good job.
I smiled.
At least I still get to play a part in her development.
*****
2 months later
"Is she fed? When was the last time you checked up on her? Did doctor Gilmore checked to see if she's healthy or if she's growing okay? I didn't let her live in my house for no reason."
"Ally, the baby is fine." Nia assures. "We do all a wah yuh just ask already."
"And what did I ask?"
Nia takes a while before she answers. "Everything wah yuh just seh."
She thinks I'm joking.
This is my baby were talking about. "Nia--"
"Relax Ally. She eat, she check up, she healthy, she shit, she poop, she all a bade." Nia exaggerates. "Yuh gawn fi couple hours and yuh already a torment mi. Enjoy yuh anniversary man and come offa mi phone."
It was Enzo and I's one year anniversary.
Not diminishing the six months we've been apart.
We're flying out for a couple days to wherever we wanted to except Paris.
He wanted to bring me there but I thought it was too......mundane and customary.
I wanted to try somewhere new.
So we decided together, we're going to Santorini in Greece.
But I had to beg Enzo to let me plan everything according to the trip.
He's always the one to plan things and pull strings.
I wanna do that for him too.
In the end, I got to do a whole day of planning.
And I also got him an anniversary gift. More than one, but one that specifically stands out.
It's my turn to wow the guy.
"Nia, you have to keep a watch on my baby." I refocused my attention. "If anything happens to her, I will hate you for life. And Enzo will murder you."
Enzo's more protective of our daughter than I am, and I'm mad protective.
When peach comes, don't expect me to still be in the picture.
"Goodbye Allison."
"Nia--" she hung up. "Enzo."
"Hmm?" He hums and looks up from his phone.
He's so cute and sexy.
His hair was growing back in a curly mess.
He gave it a little man bun at the top when he got frustrated with it in his face.
The longer I stare at him, the more I get horny and my heart constricts.
We haven't had sex since forever. We couldn't because I wasn't fully healed.
But now I am, and mi a ride cocky till mi drop dung.
Eh-em.
Right. Focus.
"Nia hung up on me." I gulped.
"Call har back." He simply says and looks back down in his phone.
He got the 14 pro max since he destroyed his 13.
Him rich enuh. Naah pay him no mind.
"I need a refill." I hand him my glass he poured a little champagne in it.
Opening my laptop, I hopped on the Chanel website and begin to make my orders.
I really just needed a new handbag, fragrance and shoes.
I also want heels but I'm buying Tom Ford.
"Princess." Enzo calls and I looked up.
He was taking my picture so I held up deuces and pouted my lips.
"Let me see."
I totally forgot the most important thing for today.
"Come here, you're so far away." My voice soft and pouty.
He came over and sat beside me.
I pulled down his head to meet my lips in a sweet passionate kiss.
"Happy Anniversary baby, I love you." I told him and pressed one more kiss to his soft lips.
"Mi haffi seh it back?" He asks and I laughed.
"No you don't. I already know how much you love me." I'm just testing him.
Mek mi see if him go say it back.
"Ah." He relaxes and jumps back on his phone.
Watch ya.
And him just dung inna eh piece a phone suh.
My phone dinged.
Mi soon come back to him, it could be Nia about the baby.
I checked my phone to see it was actually a message from Enzo.
'Happy Anniversary Princess. I love you.'
Awww.
My face lights up like a Christmas tree and my cheeks were on fire.
"You better." I said to him and laid on his chest.
*******
It was night by the time we landed so Enzo and I decided to go on a date.
Tomorrow is our actual anniversary and we made a pact that no sex until tomorrow.
I'm so dumb for coming up with that.
I cannot control myself. And he's just too sexy and currently looking like one of the Greek Gods.
The coincidence that were in Greece.
Please to announce to the people that we've found Zeus' long last cousin.
And he's killing me.
The worst thing is that I decided to wear no underwear.
All that sweet river trailing down my legs, got me twisting up like I'm playing a game of twister.
"Yuh good?" Enzo asks and we take a seat.
"Yea, yea. I'm good." I gulped and relax.
Sitting kind of makes it easier and not so obvious.
I crossed my legs and exhaled.
Enzo signaled someone from behind me and I looked to see it was a guy coming towards us with a big bouquet of roses.
"No." I whined. "You're not supposed to get me anything. I'm the one who pulled the strings."
I smiled with a pout as the waiter hands me the bouquet.
It smells great.
"You should know me by now." He says and I chuckled.
"Okay, take my picture." I'm actually excited for this gift.
He stands and took my picture.
I place the bouquet on the chair next to me and reached over to kiss his lips.
******
We were halfway in our dinner, laughing and talking.
Reminiscing on the good times and when we just began to date.
My heart was merry.
I was thrilled and I like to think that this is a point in my life where I could just be happy and carefree.
Everything was going great and falling into place until....
It got quiet and we're just staring at each other amorously.
His eyes grew darker by the second and my core and heartbeat seemed to be in a race.
I was beating dangerously fast in those places and leaking like a pipe in that place.
My stomach had a nervous feeling and my head was filled with thoughts of how to 'bruk buddy'.
My skin was on fire.
We practically sat there undressing each other with our eyes and having eye sex.
I could just imagine his black veiny bamboo buried deep inside me hitting the right spots.
My walls would grip his hard long shaft, bruising him but he'd still continue to fuck me.
I could hear our moans and grunts drowning out the headboard hitting the wall and the sounds of our sweaty skin smacking against each other.
And let's not forget the sound of him plunging into my wetness.
Wet...soaking...sloppy...
Not stirring mac and cheese, but his cock going in and out of my dripping pussy.
"Let's go." I rushed out and stood up, grabbing my bouquet and purse and dragging him with me out the restaurant.
We hopped in the limo and I rolled down the partition.
"Go! Go! Go!" I told the driver and he pulled off.
Without being able to control myself I threw my leg over Enzo and straddled him.
My dress rode up over my hips and I joined our lips in a heated frenzy.
I couldn't stop myself from undoing his jeans.
Our breathing was ragged and Enzo squeezed my ass cheeks making me moan out.
My lips went aflame everytime they touched his and our tongues danced ferociously.
"Allison." His hot breath fanned my face. "You said--"
"Fuck what I said." I cut him off. "I can't wait any longer."
I pulled his hard cock out of his boxers and lined it at my entrance.
The car halts and there was a knock.
Chro.
The partition rolled down. "είμαστε στη βίλα." (We're at the villa)
"Driver roll up the partition please." I voiced and he rolled it up once he saw our positions.
I tried to sink down on him but it wouldn't go in.
"It won't fit." He says trying to force his dick inside. "Yuh get tighter B."
I hissed as he tried again and it still wouldn't slide in.
I sighed. "This is obviously a sign."
He chuckles. "No panty Allison?"
I smiled and kissed him. "Let's go."
I climbed off him and we fixed ourselves before exiting the limo.
"When 12 hits the clock sharp." I started. "You better force it in."
He smirks. "Anything yuh seh."
*****
Tell me how much you love/hate me.😌😌
I feel like the story is drawing close to an end. Don't you think?
Anyways, baby peach survived and her parents are going crazy over her and she's not even here yet.
So this artificial womb thing, I've actually only heard of it existing but never of it being carried out on a human.
It seems as if it's working for baby peach.
Continuation next chapter.
See ya!