“I’m working late tonight.” Anthony told me as I watched him pin on his diamond cuff links.
I wanted to roll my eyes, but I refrained. This was his fifth night “working late” he was the damn CEO; so, whatever he needed done he could’ve easily told one of his employees to do it. I knew what was up, a bitch wasn’t stupid! I wasn’t going to bother him though, the more he was out of the house the easier it was to get myself ready to leave. It had been a few weeks since the restaurant incident and I had been stacking his money faster than I originally planned. I was only 2 grand short of my goal and I had already been approved for my apartment. It was hours away from Anthony and I knew he wouldn’t be able to find me. I planned on chucking my phone into the nearest river and never looking back. The little baby in my belly was growing on a daily, I could feel its kicks now. I was pushing into my 5th month and I knew that as I got bigger I wouldn’t be able to do as much. That’s why I needed to be gone and settled into my new spot before I went into my 3rd trimester, it was only a matter of time.
“Again?” I asked him, I was sitting in the bed naked under my silk robe, with my little belly hanging out.
I had muted LHH to see what tired ass excuse he was going to come up with
“That’s what I said ain’t it?” he turned to look at me with his eyes squinted.
He had been giving me the cold shoulder since we left from the restaurant. He took my car keys back and switched my phone plan to where I could only receive incoming calls. He hadn’t taken me to a meeting with him in forever and date nights were past tense. It was like he was only dealing with me until I gave birth to his kid. Too bad he wouldn’t be able to be there for it.
“How late?”
“Lina don’t worry about me. Worry about that pig you wanna suck off.”
“Anthony, let it the fuck go. I already told you that there is nothing going on with us! I don’t even know why the man approached me.”
“I bet.” He snorted and reached for his Hugo Boss cologne, oh he was putting on the good stuff.
I hope the bitch was able to bear kids, since he wouldn’t be seeing this one.
“Well why do you want me here? If you don’t trust me? Why don’t you just let me leave?”
“Bitch I’ll break yo neck. Talk about leaving again. Unfortunately for me, you’re the mother of my child.”
“Unfortunately?”
“If were up to me you’d sign over your rights and get the fuck on.” He had finished spraying himself down and the familiar scent made me remember when times between us were good.
“That’ll never happen.” I mumbled.
“
And that’s the reason why you’re still around. Consider yoself lucky.”
Anthony’s words cut right through me, even though I was leaving him he was making me feel worthless. The only reason I was around was because of the baby? Well, why the hell wouldn’t he let me leave before I got pregnant? This nigga really knew how to fuck up my mentality. I watched as he straightened his tie, he looked damn good and it made me miss us slightly. We were supposed to be side by side, taking on the world together. Taking trips, driving expensive whips and more. The way his business was booming he was looking into opening a second location and I wanted to be there for that, but I couldn’t. Anthony was a mind controlling abusive ass nigga, he wasn’t going to change. No matter how well I listened, no matter how many pedestals I put him on, even if I did all the things he asked me to it wouldn’t change who the fuck he was…a woman beater, and that’s why I needed to bounce. A part of me wanted to make things work but the smarter part of me shut that idea right down. The longer I waited the worse things would become. I was only going to be pregnant for a few more months; who’s to say the nigga won’t knock me upside my head the way he’s been wanting to after I give birth. Who’s to say he won’t try to keep my baby and put me out? I would fasure lose a custody battle, I don’t have shit and without Anthony I would barely be able to afford the child. That’s why I was stacking plenty money, so when I got to my destination I would be able to buy my baby’s stuff and start the business I wanted. If I could hold on a little longer, we would be straight. And if that meant playing deaf, blind and dumb about Anthony’s “working late” situation, then so be it.
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“Mr. Owens I would NEVER!”
“Then who else Marisol?! HUH?! You the only mutha fucka who knows where shit is in this house. YOU’RE the head maid.”
“Sir please, I have never taken anything from you.”
“Then one of your employees did? Is that what you’re telling me? You hire thieves?”
“No Mr. Owens, there has to be mistake. You can check my belongings!”
“Yeah because you’ll have 18 grand just sitting in your purse. I’m not dumb Marisol. You been sneaking my money here and there. Thought you were gonna get up to 20 huh? And dip? Was that you’re plan bitch?!”
I could hear Anthony screaming and by the way his words were slurring I knew he was drunk. Shit, when did he start drinking again? I was huddled in the bed, faking sleep just in case he bust in. I felt bad that Marisol had to take the blame for my dirty work, but I had to protect my baby and if a couple mutha fuckas had to go down in the process, then that’s what it had to be.
“Pack your shit, your time here is up.”
“Mr. Owens please! My son, his medical bills are too high to pay without this job.”
“Should’ve thought about that before you bit the hand that feeds you bitch. Get the fuck out my house. And expect my lawyers to be reaching out to yo thieving ass.” Anthony spat out unsympathetically.
My heart wrenched when I heard her say she had a kid in the hospital, but I still wasn’t giving myself up. Marisol was a good worker she would eventually find another job. Anthony did break her off something nice though, she wouldn’t be able to find that pay rate anywhere. I heard Marisol walk out the front door and it was quiet in the house again. I continued to fake sleep when I heard Anthony’s heavy footsteps coming up and when he opened the room door I let out a little snore for good measure.
“Lina, you sleep?” Anthony whispered into the dark, I kept quiet.
He walked into the bathroom and I heard the light switch flip. I listened as Anthony slipped out his clothes and turned the shower on. Why the fuck did he need to wash up? I mean, I knew there was somebody else but for him to come home and wash another woman away while I was in the bed pregnant with his child? That shit hurt. Anthony hopped out after about ten minutes, the steam following him into the bedroom. He came over to my side of the bed and I could feel him hovering over me.
“
Lina.” He whispered again but I kept quiet.
Anthony reached down to pull the covers off me. I was still naked under my silk robe. I knew this nigga wasn’t about to try and fuck me after he just washed another bitch off his dick. I let out another fake snore, hoping he would get the hint, but he didn’t give a damn. Anthony kneeled and started kissing me all over; my face, my cheeks, my lips, forehead, ears, neck, collarbone and more. His hands rubbed me gently and against my thoughts my body responded. I could feel my nipples perking up and a wetness between my legs. I couldn’t remember the last time me and him had a sexual interaction. Anthony flicked his tongue across my nipples and I tried to keep myself from shuddering. He placed wet kisses from my breasts, down to my bulging belly then he kissed my legs. When he got down to my pussy I almost opened my legs for him, but I forgot I was supposed to be faking sleep. Anthony nudged my legs apart and immediately went to work! His head game was immaculate, I had forgot how powerful his tongue was. Once he started swirling figure 8’s on my clit I couldn’t fake sleep no more. I let a out a deep sigh as if I was just waking up then I looked down at him. His head positioned between my legs turned me on even more. Watching him devour me did something to me, it was sexy as hell. Anthony heard my sigh and locked eyes with me. That shit made the head even better. We stared at each other as he ate me like his last supper. I damn near cried when I came and was glad nobody else was in the house, the way I was screaming. After making me bust three more times he went into the bathroom to wipe his face and crawled into bed next to me. I was surprised when he snuggled up behind me, our naked bodies meshing together. For months we had slept back to back, this was a new change.
“Lina, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I know you don’t want other men, I just can’t stand the thought of you with someone else. That’s why I get so crazy because it’s like you’re mine. I don’t want to be without you. I love you girl.” Anthony whispered into my ear. I could tell he was tipsy, but those words still made me feel warm inside. He was just scared to lose me, it was too bad that as good as that shit sounded, I was already lost.