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"Say what you got to say, Mia."

"I-I still love him," she cried as she looked up at me. "I don't want him to be with that girl. I don’t want her to have his baby. I want him backkk!"

I looked on in disgust as she cried her heart out over a man who would never want her or love her again. The more she laid there and bawled, the more it pissed me off.

"What the fuck is so special about that nigga?" I roared as I crashed a lamp into the wall. "Why the fuck does he always win? Why the fuck does he always come out on top?"

"Kaine, calm down," Mia whimpered as she tried getting up from the floor. "KJ is stirring and—"

"Fuck that lil' nigga," I hissed as I pulled my pistol from my waist and paused her steps as she tried to make her way over to him. "I'll kill you and this lil' bastard right now." I backpedaled to the nightstand, placed the white-powered substance to my nose, and took a whiff. This was the only way I could think straight. This was the only way I could tolerate this bitch. I was introduced to coke by one of my hoes a few months ago, and it was the best thing a muhfucka has ever done for me. "I'll kill you both right now."

"Khalil... I mean, Kaine." Mia's eyes widened in fear when she realized her mistake.

Breathing heavily, I charged at the bitch with everything in me. Grabbing her by her scrawny neck, I squeezed and shook until her eyes damn near popped from their sockets. My dick seemed to grow as the life seemed to float from her body. After shaking her for a few more moments, she was dead. Like a sack of potatoes, I dropped that bitch in the middle of the room floor.

"Mommy," KJ slurred as he awakened from his slumber. Facing him, I saw he wasn't fully awake, so he had no idea his mother was dead at my feet. "Where are you?"

"Shhh, it's all good, nephew. Mommy is resting right now." I picked him up and laid his head on my shoulder. I stepped over his mother and kicked her dead body once more as I grabbed my keys and phone before leaving out of the room.

"Uncle Kaine's got you, and we're going for a little ride."

CHAPTER

EIGHTEEN

KHALIL

"Give us a few minutes,Mr. Simmons, and we'll have your cash bagged for you. Just pull your car around back and wait for us to come out."

Standing, I shook hands with the bank manager and did as requested. Thanks to my father, ten million wasn't much to a nigga like me, so when Kaine called and demanded the money, I didn't break a sweat. Even if I didn't have the money, I would rob all the muhfuckas just to get it if it would ensure my son made it back home safely where he belonged.

Last night, when Kaine called, I had just got back home from killing two of Mia's friends and Kaine's homeboys. See, I found out they were the ones who not only helped Mia and Kaine rob me, but they were also the ones helping them evade me. Once her homegirl told me she had been fucking Kaine and had them stashed at her house, I killed the bitch and went in search of my son. When I got there, I was a little thrown off to see Mia dead in the middle of the floor. At one point in time, I loved the girl, but the hoe was dead and I hoped she burned for eternity. I tore the house apart, looking for my son, but he was nowhere in sight. The only thing left for me to do was wait for his call.

"Thanks, and have a good day," the staff bid me farewell as I pulled away from Truist Bank. Thankfully, I had no issues getting the money because I didn't know what I would have done if they gave me problems.

"Call Lucky," I instructed, and immediately, the phone began to ring.

Luck had an appointment today, and I hated I missed it to make my appointment at the bank. She understood what I had to do, and when this was over, I had to make sure I did something nice for her. She's been dealing with shit left and right since she got with me, on top of losing her shop. Through it all, she stuck by my side, and I appreciated it.

"Hey, baby daddy," she cooed as the call connected. Coming to a red light, I decided to disconnect the Bluetooth and FaceTime her instead. When she came into view, I couldn't help the smile that came across my face. "You look like you miss me."

"I do." I smirked as I licked my lips. This girl was so fucking pretty to a nigga, and my baby growing inside of her amplified it. "How did your appointment go? I hate I missed it, man."

Since finding out she was pregnant, I made it my business to be at every appointment with her. Whether I was working with my father or getting money with my cousins, I was making time to go check on my seed. That's another reason I needed this shit with Kaine to come to an end.

"Don't do that," her voice flowed as I cruised the city. I had some other business to handle while I waited on my bitch ass brother to call. I was getting antsy, and if I knew where he was, I'd pull up on him now. "You have more important things to worry about—"

"You're my important thing, too, baby," I interrupted her as I glanced at the phone. "You and my baby are just as much of a priority as KJ."

"I know." She softly smiled as she repositioned the phone. I could tell she was still at the doctor's office.

I was happy that Sasha was able to accompany her in my absence, so I felt a bit better. Mama would have gone if she asked, but she's not in the headspace for that right now.

"Oh, before I forget. I need to go down to the police station and speak with a detective about the fire. She wants to show me something."

"When?" I frowned as I checked the time on the dash. "I really don’t want you out and about too much right now, Luck. Can it wait until later?"

Being as though my father's men were incompetent as fuck, the cleanup crew was able to make some extra cash for the holidays. The day I made it home and found out the tail that was following my parents dropped the ball, it was lights out for that nigga. The thing is my pops was the one that offed him. Not only him but also the two others who were supposed to follow Mia and Kaine became distant memories, too.

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