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“Pharaoh, I got it damn.”

“What the fuck?” Was all that could be heard before Jah jumped to his feet and sprinted to the door. Mr. McCallum was next moving slowly out of his chair.

“Nigga, the fuck you doing here?”

“Oh my gosh.” Movement was heard before curse words and tussling was heard.

“Oh lord.” Mrs. McCallum stood and shuffled to the door. Leaving Autumn and me.

“Bitch come on.”

“Girl no. That is family drama.” I tried to reason but I was curious too.

“Oh shit.” Autumn mumbled lifting her phone and moving her fingers quickly across the screen. “I don’t even care. We gotta go.”

“What? where?”

“I am taking you home lovie and then I have a meeting.” Autumn spoke gathering her things. I frowned not knowing what kind of meeting could be happening at seven on a Saturday. But I would question her later.

Gathering our things we made it to the door where a man stood chest heaving. Everyone looked disheveled. and bruised.

“Heyyyyy. We are gonna go. Thank you so much for having us.” Autumn spoke stepping over furniture that was forced on its side.

“Thank you so much the food was amazing.” I spoke as we inched closer to the door.

“Nah, y’all don’t leave. We just need to handle this shit then we good.” Jah spoke up first. Pharaoh didn’t speak just pulled me towards him. I could see the small cut on his bottom lip starting to bruise.

“Don’t leave. Come home with me tonight.”

“I have to go. Take care of your family and call me later.” I tried to reason. Honestly, I knew he would want to talk about our status, and I wasn’t ready for it. I didn’t know what to say. I touched the blood on his lip reminding him he was just in the middle of a brawl with his sister’s boyfriend. He hissed in pain.

“Alright. Make sure you answer your phone.” I agreed before walking out the door.

It wasn’t so easy with Jah for Autumn. He begged her to stay and even accused her of going to cheat. She promised to see him later before he agreed.

Finally driving down the street my Dom phone vibrated in my purse, pulling it out I seen the reminder tonight was my first meeting with Jeremy. I almost forgot but it was perfect timing. I was ready to get some answers and end all this shit once and for all.

Two hours later I was freshly showered and in my signature black. This time I wore leather shorts and a see through bra with pasties. My mask was leather as well and had pretty green rhinestones. I wanted to give off sexy but not too much. For me this was an informative meeting not a session. But he didn’t have to know the difference.

Setting the scene, I laid out all my good boy toys and dropped my chain from the elevated ceiling. If he didn’t answer me willingly, I would torture him til he did. I smirked thinking about my plan. Pain was my pleasure and I wouldn’t have an issue inflicting it. Hearing the chime of the door I looked over at the clock. 9pm on the dot.

“Good boy.” I spoke before walking over to the mirror and giving myself one last look. I felt amazing and my body looked great in my stilettos. Blythe was dormant. Mistress Venin was live and ready to play. Blowing a kiss, I made my way to the door just as it rang again.

Lifting the latches I turned the handle and opened the door wide. Immediately my jaw hit the floor and I wanted to slam it back shut. How the fuck did he know. When did he. Why was he. I couldn’t think. My brain was turned to mush, and my throat was beyond dry.

“You gonna let me in angel?”

“Pharaoh, what the hell are you doing here?”

Chapter Nineteen

PHARAOH

Shit wasn’t sitting right with me with Blythe. I knew she was holding a lot of stuff back. But I was already addicted to her little ass. Like I said, I was a patient man, but I knew if it was up to her, she wouldn’t tell me what the hell was up.

After the shit at the office, I went home and found the card I took from the nigga she gave it to at the club. He bitched up quick when I approached him and instructed for him to give me his jacket. He was moving so fast I could hear the seams ripping. After he placed it in my hands, I searched the pocket I seen her slip it in. I pocketed the card and tossed his jacket back to him.

I forgot all about it until the crazy ass lady came in the office talking about Blythe being with her man. The reminder was triggered and I searched up the details. Mistress Venin was the name. It was a Dom/Sub application. Questions ranging from do you eat pussy to do you like to be fucked in the ass. Of course, her questions were presented more professionally but that summed the shit up.