Page 69 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

“I know Sovereign, but tonight you my dainty bitch. Do what the fuck I said Sove. It’s not a debate.” He turned his head away and I grabbed him by the face and planted a soft kiss on his lips not really caring about the blood that decorated his sexy full lips. Even in distress, Malice looked fine as hell, and I couldn’t get enough of him.

I gathered my snacks as Rosa pulled up on her golf cart helping me get my things together. This house was big enough to get lost in and I enjoyed all the amenities it came with. I couldn’t wait to move into something cozier though. I didn’t want to stay here were that crazy bitch Kenya frequented. I wanted a fresh start and didn’t want to bring a baby in a house that Malice used as his playground. He had real corpse and bones belonging to people that wronged him and me now.

Peep’s body was my first body that I watched melt and burn, and I still saw that shit vividly. Rosa made sure to take me to the other side of the house, a side I hadn’t even seen. She told me that this is where Malice mother stayed whenever she came to visit, and I believed it.

This side of his home was like a mini apartment. It had a living room and kitchen with a huge bedroom with a bathroom attached. I loved the room; it had roses painted on the walls. The entire room was painted yellow and orange. Fresh flowers inside of a vase sat on the dresser. When I got to the bathroom, a bubble bath was already ready. I guess no matter what had happened to Malice tonight he had already called Rosa and had her set things up for me.

I stripped down and got in the tub but couldn’t stop my thoughts of Malice. Even in his time of needing serious help he made sure I was good and that spoke a lot about how he felt about me. After spending an hour in the tub, I oiled my skin and got in bed naked. The silk sheets caressed my skin as I laid in bed alone. I scrolled through my phone and noticed I had several missed calls from Bundy.

After seeing how Kenya acted over Malice and the desperation plastered on her face. I became very careful and watchful with Bundy ass. I remember seeing the same look in his eyes when he asked me what I thought about him quitting the gang just so he could be with me. I thought back to how hard he watched me and how many times I caught him just gazing at me. We worked close together, and I trusted him when it came down to handling shit.

I just wanted to make things easier, when it came to his feelings, and I also knew I needed to be careful being with him alone. I would hate to have to shoot the nigga and kill him. I locked my phone and decided to call him tomorrow. Every night when I laid down, I thought about Abuela and Melvin and how badly I wanted them dead before I gave birth to my baby.

Pushing those negative thoughts to the side, I gained more negative thoughts about Malice. I listened to him and came to this room because I didn’t want to make shit hard for him. It was obvious that he was in pain. It also appeared that he was trying to hide something, and I didn’t like the feeling of being left in the dark.

He claimed to want a real marriage, so I was confused on why I couldn’t see the good, bad and ugly with him. Not thinking twice, I picked up my phone and sat up in bed and texted him exactly how I felt. At the end of the day, I was his wife and should’ve been in that room overseeing everything his doctor and nurses were doing to him so I could be aware of how to take care of him when they left. I texted and told him that I didn’t like the way he went about things and to not let the shit happen again. I locked my phone and turned Titanic on again so I could cry myself another river with all of these pregnancy emotions I was going through.

Happy to have Rosa make me her special tea, I slowly sipped it until I drifted off to sleep. It had to be around two in the morning when I felt my bed dip. I woke all the way up consciously but still laid there playing games acting like I was fake sleeping.

Feeling Malice scoot all the way up until his thick dick laid right between my ass cheeks was a top tier feeling. He grunted like he was in pain but still pulled me as close as he could as he inhaled loudly while placing a kiss to my upper back.

“I need you to identify with your greatness instead of ya scars, Sovereign. I know you can hear me to baby, trying to lay there and act like you still sleep.” He chuckled as I smiled inside still playing like I was sleep.

You gotta stop watching Titanic too, doing all this unnecessary crying, you gon’ have my baby coming out being a lil cry baby. Turn over and look at me.” He nudged me and kissed my shoulder. I smiled devilishly before turning to face the man that had me super hooked on him within a year.

I turned to face him and fell deeper in love. His smooth tawny golden skin shined under the dim lights. I got lost staring into his prominent magical eyes and felt like I was staring right into the eyes of my soulmate. His smokey sensual smell drifted up my nose making my eyes flutter, those burnt fingertips stroked my cheek as I picked my hand up to touch the burn mark along his jawline.

“I’ve been wanting to tell you for some time now that I love you Sovereign. I love everything about you from the outside to the inside. Your scars, the tattoos, the imperfect side of you down to the side that makes me sometimes believe you’re perfect. I love how you talk and walk; the sex faces you make and how you make that pussy bite back when this dick snapping inside of you. I don’t even give a fuck about your past and all the bodies you caught sacrificing yourself to survive. You a virgin in my eyes, cause I know for a fact can’t no other nigga make this sexy ass body talk the way I do.” He slapped me on the ass and rubbed the sting away.

“All I want to do is make you happy as fuck, you being happy will make me happy. You ain’t defected at all, your presence is a blessing. People feel that shit, that’s why muthafuccas call you Queen and your name is Sovereign because you come from Sovereignty, Gods gift to the world baby. Tonight, I went to war behind you, and I promise by the end of next week your past will be erased. When you wake up in the morning, I got a gift for you. A gift that I’m ready to step up and be a man for. When you call yourself pushing me away, just know a nigga ain’t never going no where. You gone have to kill me to force me out and away.” He placed a kiss on my lips, Malice had me so speechless that all I could do was grab each side of his face and kiss him deeply.

We pulled away for air and that’s when I looked into his beautiful orbs and told him the three words that I thought I would never speak to a man again.

“I love you too, Malice Ashonti Ruiz aka my burna boy.” We both cracked a smile at the same time. I felt security, respect and understanding with Malice. I developed a strong compassion for him. Before I got deeper into my pregnancy, I needed to end everybody that played a part in all my pain. I didn’t know what Malice meant by saying he went to war for me tonight, but the bullet and flesh wombs proved that something crazy popped off.

“What happened tonight?” I looked at him for answers.

“In the morning we will talk about everything. First, I want you to let go, I want to make love to you. In the morning, I want you to get your first early birthday gift then the next day another birthday gift. I’m gifting you all the way up until your actual birthday. I want to make this birthday rememberable for you.”

Although I didn’t care to celebrate my birthday and I stopped doing so years ago it felt good knowing that Malice was trying to do something special for me, so I didn’t complain.

He made me want to do something special for him. He wanted to make love, but I could tell he was still in a lot of pain.

“You gon’ give me the world?”

“Look at you, Sove… how can a nigga not want to give you the entire world? I’ll carry that shit on my back and deliver it to you a million fuckin times if I have to.”

I crashed my lips against his, then sucked on his bottom lip. I wanted to jump all over him but didn’t know how bad his injuries were, so I sat up and trailed kisses down the middle of his chest. When I got down to his belly button he grunted and shook his head at me. I noticed every time I licked or kissed near his stomach he tensed up and bit into his bottom lip. I looked up into his eyes and he chuckled lowly.

“Come on baby, you tickling a nigga.” He now had a silly grin on his face. I took note of it, I was for sure gone use that on him once he healed. I loved seeing Malice looking all goofy and for real smiling instead of sneering.

“You gon’ teach me how to suck dick?” I raised my brows and his member stood up at attention immediately.

“Hell yea, you can’t be timid with your dick though. He likes that shit nasty and sloppy as fuck.” His voice deepened as I grabbed the base and placed a soft kiss to the tip of his dick.

“How nasty?” I purred and looked into his eyes as I took just his thick mushroom tip into my mouth and hummed lowly.

“I want to see spit bubbles coming out ya mouth and nose. My dick betta be soak and wet and don’t suck it like you scared, suck that shit like you trying to break my shit baby.” His eyes darkened as I tried to be a big girl and stuff his thick tool down to the back of my damn throat. I got halfway and started to choke and cough. Salvia gathered inside my jaws.