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“My place ten p.m sharp.” She mumbled something under her breath and left out leaving her fragrance behind. Once the room was empty, Inferno sat quietly with his elbows now on the table. He was focused still on his phone, and I wondered if he could hear my heart breaking.

I wasn’t stupid, I could feel their chemistry without them having to say much. I cleared my throat so my voice wouldn’t sound choppy from wanting to cry and decided to press him for information.

“Your wife is pretty.” I started out.

“She is, and very deadly.” He put his phone down.

“Seems like you two are falling into your roles perfectly, Inferno. Where does that leave us?” I timidly ask.

“It leaves us how we been Kenya. She is my wife you are my assistant. I am the boss you are the worker. I say that to stop you from asking me any further questions. I have a meeting in another hour and don’t have time for pointless conversation.” I quickly nodded my head and stood up fast. I couldn’t wait to get to my car and do my favorite thing, which was cry.

“Kenya?” He stopped me from walking out the room, his deep baritone voice did it for me all the time.

“I’ve been busy, you know that. I ain’t trying to hurt your feelings. You know I got mad love for you, and I appreciate everything you do for my organization. You the key to this shit.” I nodded my head and offered him a weak smile.

“Come sit in my lap, Kenya. Show me, how much you miss me.” I hated the foolish grin that appeared on my face. I tried to play it cool, but Inferno had me ready to run and leap into his arms. Pulling out his wallet, he opened it and removed a condom. That made me frown but I refused to complain. Inferno and I never really used condoms, so I felt a little offended. The sight of his big dick had me forgetting about his wife, the condom and everything else.

As I straddled his lap, he slid my panties to the side. I simpered and tried to adjust to his size as a little more hope entered me. He filled me to the brim and satisfaction immediately took over. Malice was my man, and I was for certain that one day he would choose only me.

Chapter Sixteen

EMPRESS

“You hurt her and me, Melvin.” I cried looking into his dark eyes trying to read them the best that I could. I hated seeing my sister cry but what made it all fucked up was how I had to hide my true feelings. I think he hurt me worse, and I wanted to make that clear before my sister sent the gang after him.

“Baby, Queen won’t believe me, but you have got to believe me. Yes, she is my wife and a couple of years back she gave me the okay to do me. She is fighting cancer, that’s why I got to find her. We haven’t been together for a long time; she doesn’t deserve to die brutally. You know that is what Queen will do to her.” I knew what my sister was all about, and I stood behind her a hundred percent when it came to her punishing those who crossed the gang.

“She doesn’t look sick Melvin! She’s pregnant with your baby and she looks healthy.” I argued while thinking back of the pictures Queen had shown me.

“She wants her family to have a piece of her when she leaves. What the fuck? Empress, you really sitting here not believing me? Your man? The person you claim you want to be with?” My mind felt confused, I wanted to believe him to make the hurt go away. I kept thinking about different shit like, what if what he was saying were true? I loved Melvin more than my young self and anyone around me which was wrong on so many levels. He listened to my fears and how I truly felt about a lot of shit. Things that Sovereign didn’t take the time out to listen to because she was always busy trying to sacrifice her own life for the both of us.

I felt like shit, but I couldn’t stop the love that I had for Melvin. How would I even be able to be with this man without my sister killing us. The more I sat and listened to him plead his case with me before he plead his case with my sister the more, I became worried and scared. I couldn’t imagine my life without this man. I was willing to sacrifice it all just to be with him even if it meant keeping our relationship a secret and away from the world.

Nobody had the right to judge me. Everything happens for a reason and Melvin reasoning for liking me and I liking him couldn’t be explained properly. I guess sometimes the very thing that’s forbidden becomes enjoyable to sinful souls.

“You listening to me Empress?” I looked into his eyes as his callous hands engulfed my soft trembling hands.

“I don’t even know what to do Mel, I don’t want you getting hurt or killed. We both know Sovereign is powerful as hell and she has the money to move shit around.” My breathing was constricted like I was being smothered. I saw my sister in action, she could be very treacherous. I saw the evil in her eyes and watched her kill men without even blinking. I watched her track down each man that ever violated her as a young teen. She tortured them with a vengeance until their souls begged out for mercy.

Half the shit she did that I saw, would keep me up at night replaying in my head. Sovereign acted like she was the most-high. It was like the more money we made the more power driven she became.

“I’m willing to sacrifice my life, Empress. I will never flip on you though; I love you too much. I know I fucked up, but I can’t leave this earth with you thinking that I betrayed you and lied about how I feel.” He squeezed my hands, and I could feel the truth revealing itself.

“Do you love Sovereign?” It was a question I always asked, and it was a sick one too. I expected him to love my sister as well, she deserved someone to love her just as much. I was willing to come in second to her with Melvin. Sovereign endured things from a teenager that I wouldn’t wish on adults.

“Yes, I love Sovereign. You know how she is Empress; she will never believe my side of the story.” That was true, once Sovereign came up with her own understanding of things, nobody could change her line of thinking.

“We have to plan something, Mel. I swear I would die if something was to happen to you.” He released my hand and wiped the tears from my face that I couldn’t stop from falling.

“I want you to be the one to take me to her. Sovereign is very vindictive when she feels like she has been crossed. In her mind, I have done the unthinkable. She won’t kill me right away; she got enough money to torture me for a couple of days and then end me once she feel like her revenge has been fulfilled. In the time of me being captured, we need to put a huge dent in her pockets then move fast to help me escape.” I immediately shook my head no.

“I can’t steal from my sister, Melvin! How the hell will I help you escape?” I questioned giving him a confused look.

“We have to, right now she worth a whole lot of money. Money moves mountains Em, just listen! We break down her pockets, so I can have enough money to survive when you help set me free. I know in my heart that Sovereign will torture me and try to hold me captive. You don’t know that dark side of Queen. I watched her hold niggas for weeks until they were begging her to take their lives. I watched niggas end themselves in front of her just to be put out of misery. Its so much to your sister that you don’t know. Just hear a nigga out, ok?” I nodded my head then crossed my legs Indian style. I had to put my feelings to the side and really listen because if it meant his survival then I was down to do whatever to help him.

“Queen is going to play shit cool; I have to keep going around her and you for maybe a week or two before she sends one of y’all. She might lie and say she wants me to make a drop to the warehouse that we store product and guns. Up until she make her move on me, we will be able to move shit around like the most of the money that she keeps in her safe.” He paused and lit his cigarette. I shook my head because I always told Queen to open up a bank account. She had a lot of hidden places for cash. She claimed she didn’t want the feds watching her, so she didn’t trust banks. I had a bank account and I saved money up constantly just to have for whatever I needed.

“I can handle the money part and I got a couple loyal niggas on the team. Most of them niggas is gone have to sacrifice their lives for me once this shit blow up. What I need from you, is to get in good with that nigga Murk’um. Don’t look like that, Empress. This shit important! I need you to get closer with that nigga. I see how he looks at you, he a weak ass nigga and pussy will convince him to do whatever it is that you want him to do. He will play a major role in helping you." I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.