Victoria

I kissed Jayvion on the cheek. "I'll be right back with your food baby."

I walked away from Jayvion and made my way across the deck so I could get to the kitchen downstairs. I don't know what's going on down here but Princess and Mya have been waiting on Theodore to come from down here for almost an hour but he never came back up, so I planned on going down here to see what the hell was going on and see why it was taking him so damn long with their food. And I needed to get something for myself too.

I pulled the door open to the steps that took you downstairs and as soon as I opened the door, I could hear some girl moaning and screaming Theodore's name. I sucked my teeth. "Just a fucking dog, just like his damn Daddy," I mumbled as I locked the door behind myself so nobody would be able to come down here and catch Theodore and some broad having sex. Who the hell is he even fucking? Mya's on the deck waiting on him. He's gotta be fucking the help since everybody else is on the deck.

I took a deep breath, trying to prepare to see my son naked. He's the last naked man I want to see. The only one I want to see is Jayvion, but I guess that's not happening today. I stepped into the kitchen and almost threw up at the site of some broad giving my son head right next to the food that we're supposed to be eating. I took a step further into the kitchen and almost shit my pants when I saw who was on her knees giving him head. What the hell is Milan doing?

"Theodore! What the hell are you doing!?"

Theodore quickly pushed Milan away from himself and stood up straight.

"Mama, what are you doing down here?" he yelled.

My mouth hung wide open with no words or sounds coming out of it. I couldn't believe my eyes. I know T3 and Teddy don't have the best relationship but I didn't think he'd be sleeping with his father's wife behind his back. Oh, so this makes sense now. The two of them must be running up the bill at the Hilton, which would make sense since they always spend so much time together. Damn. I really can't believe I fell for that bullshit act they put on for the entire family. Theodore said he wanted to make sure Milan felt comfortable around the family, and based on her bruised knees, she looks pretty comfortable to me. They're disgusting.

"T-Theodore, what the hell is going on?" I asked, trying to gather my words. I was at a loss of words at this point. Milan was the last person I expected to see down here having sex with my son. "Are you fucking your father's wife?"

Theodore sighed. "Mama, it ain't even like that. Just let me explain."

Theodore walked around the island, slangin' his dick all over the place and I scrunched up my face.

"Damn. At least put your shit up boy!" I yelled, covering my eyes.

He walked back behind the island to grab his clothes while I walked around to the other side to look at the naked tramp sitting on the floor, looking like she was about to cry. I told Teddy to stop fucking with these young bitches! All they want is money and dick and that's exactly what she's getting from my family. She's getting money from my ex-husband and getting dick from my son. And Teddy had the nerve to make it seem like I'm jealous of their relationship. I knew she didn't love Teddy. Instead of him trying to flirt with me, he should've been back in Atlanta checking his filthy ass wife.

"Victoria, let me ex--" I didn't want to hear anything from this whore because anything she had to say to me was irrelevant to me. I grabbed Milan by her hair and yanked her up so I could get a good look at her face. "Ouch! Victoria, please stop!"

I rolled my eyes. "I didn't even do anything to you yet, whore," I spat.

"I-I know but pleas-please let go of my hair and let me explain," she begged as she tried pushing me away but I had a good grip on her hair. She wasn't going anywhere, and neither was Theodore. Teddy and I may not be together anymore but nobody's going to disrespect him, and I've always made sure of that.

"Mommy," Theodore spoke up.

"Don't fucking start Theodore!" I snapped. "You let this whore come in between you and your father! How could you do this? All the hoes in the world and you choose your fathers?"

He sighed. "Mama, I love her."

I smacked my lips. "No you don't. You love what she can do for you but you don't love her. How could you love this broad or even befriend her? She's the slut that broke up our family! Are you stupid!?" I yelled.

"I'm not stupid Mama, just let her go, please. Don't blame her, blame me."

I tightened my grip on Milan's hair and drug that bitch across the kitchen floor so I could get to Theodore. She screamed and kicked the entire time but my mind was more focused on Theodore.

"How could you take up for this whore?" I yelled in his face.

"I just told you I lo--"

I smacked Theodore across his face as hard as I could before I heard him say he loved that broad again. There's nothing to love about this cheap whore. She's living off of Teddy's money, she's in Teddy's house and draining Teddy and my family for everything we've got. And to make matters even worse, she's fucking my son.

"Victoria!" Milan yelled beneath me. She clawed at my hands, trying to pry me away from her but I wasn't letting go of her. The only way I'd let go of her is if somebody cuts my hand off but I'm not moving. I'll let this bitch be in pain. "He's not lying. We are in love."

My anger and resentment for Milan had reached an all time high a week ago when she called me asking about Teddy like I'm supposed to give her advice on my ex that she was sleeping with while he and I were together. But today is different. I was never able to get my hands on Milan years ago when she first popped up because I never had a valid reason to hate her without looking crazy but now I do, so I slammed her face as hard as I could into the granite counter top.

"Mama! Look what the fuck you doin!" Theodore yelled, trying to shield his whore but I pushed him back.

"Back the fuck up! You can't protect your whore now!" I yelled as I looked up at him. Damn. Was he really in love with this girl? I've never seen him go this hard for any of the girls he's been with in the past, let alone take up for her mistakes too. It's whatever. He can love her all he wants but he's wrong and so is she.

Milan was crying and yelling at the top of her lungs as blood seeped out of her forehead and what looked like a broken nose but I wasn't finished with her. I wanted to dog walk this bitch for jumping in the picture and fucking my family up for years, so I slammed her face into the counter top again, this time shutting the broad. Milan's eyes rolled to the back her head and I dropped the bitch on the ground, leaving her laying in her own blood.

Theodore rushed over to help her but I pushed him back. "Let the unconscious bitch lay there!" I yelled to him. "It's what she deserves. How could you do this to your father Theodore? What were you thinking?"

"She could end up in a coma or die Mama! We can't just leave her here."

I scrunched up my face. Was this nigga serious? Nonetheless, he was right. We couldn't just leave this unconscious bitch here, but we could for now. I cared more about my son than this broad. She could die for all I care. She won't be missed.

"Theodore," I began, "What the hell? Milan? Is that seriously the bitch you're fucking right now? Seriously? She's your Dad's wife! She's your fucking step-mother!"

"I know," I exclaimed. "I know it's not right and I know you probably don't care but I love her Mama and she loves me too. I've tried stopping this with Milan before but I just can't. Somehow, we always end up back with each other Mama."

I frowned, "How long has this been going on?"

"Five years," he mumbled and that's when my knees went weak.

I held on to the counter top as my eyes widened. "Come again."

"Five years," he spoke louder.

"So you mean to tell me, you've been fucking your Dad's wife for five years?!" I yelled.

How the hell were they able to keep this a secret so long without anybody ever finding out? I mean, I can normally pick up on things but I guess I haven't been able to watch my family that much since I've been in California for the past five years. But best believe, if I was in Atlanta, none of this shit would be going on with my family. They've all lost their minds down here.

"Yeah but it ai--"

"Don't tell me it ain't what it looks like," I mocked him since that seemed to be his and Milan's excuse today. "Theodore! Do you hear yourself? This isn't just some random hoe off the streets. This is your Dad's wife."

"I know it else. Don't you think that's why I've been keeping it on the down low all this time?"

I sighed. "H-How'd you pull this off? Like seriously, how the hell did you pull this shit off?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I just kept everything on the low. It ain't nobody's business what I'm doing in private."

"It's my business to know what bitches you got sucking your dick in my yacht!" I screamed.

"This is my Da--"

"Nah, baby," I laughed, shaking my head. "Your Dad and I went half on this yacht and it's my name, so I gotta know what the fuck is going on in my yacht, including you shooting your cum in bitches in my kitchen." I scrunched up my face as I looked him up and down. "You even using protection with that slut?"

"Yes."

"Where the fuck is the condom at?" I asked, looking around for the condom I know he didn't use.

He sighed as he ran a hand down his face. "I just ain't use one that time but I pulled o--"

I smacked him across his face again. "Shut up! You tried that pulling out shit and now you got Princess."

He frowned. "I love my daughter."

"I know you do but you still did the same stupid shit back in high school and got Nicole pregnant. What would happen if Milan got pregnant?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Then she'd be pregnant."

"No, dummy. What is your Dad gonna think if she comes up pregnant with your child?"

"He ain't gonna raise my child. Mama, I know you don't wanna hear this," he said as he covered his face so I couldn't slap him again.

"Don't say shit about loving that girl," I warned.

"But I do! I love her a lot Mama!"

"Well she doesn't love you if she hasn't left your father in five years and you're a damn fool to believe she is. Milan is just some random bitch off the streets your father found. She has nothing going for her except her body and her dirty ass mouth. You know that's the only reason your Dad is even interested in her and you're only interested in her because you know it'll get under your Dad's skin. You both are disgusting to be fighting over this bitch, or bitches in general. If it's a bitch you want, I can get you as many as you want but don't fight over bitches that can easily be replaced."

"It's not gonna be a fight. I'mma just take her."

I scoffed, practically amused at how dumb he is. "Yeah as if your Dad's just gonna let you take his wife without a fight."

"I don't know if you haven't noticed but Pops and I ain't been rockin' like we used to. When you and Pops split, y'all split up the entire family. I somewhat mended my relationship with you but Pops has never reached out to me in the past five years about trying to fix our relationship. So, me cheating with Milan was a way to hurt him the way he hurt me a few years ago. I wanted him to feel just as much pain as I felt when y'all kicked me out when I was 17 and didn't have anywhere to go. It's his fault I'm fucking his bitch, but all that revenge faded away the more time I spent around Milan. The love of your life is hurting her and he's making her cheat on him. He don't even come around her no more, so I had to step up and take his spot and do everything for her that he doesn't do."

My eyes widened. "That's the shit you on now? Looking to get revenge on your family for some shit that happened years ago? As far as I knew, everybody moved past what happened and forgave each other after our little sit down because for a few months, you and your Dad were in a good place."

"We were," he nodded his head, "but the more I thought about everything you and him did to me, and how he never really reached out to work things out with me beyond apologizing, made me further my relationship with Milan. I mean, me and her were having sex before I even graduated from high school, so well before that fake ass apology from your ex-husband. He didn't mean any of it, because if he did, he wouldn't have tried to fight me for coming down here to eat. The only reason I was even messy with Milan and did it here in the kitchen was 'cause I wanted to disrespect him and his boat."

I sighed. "Theodore, you know, you really disappointed me. You've done plenty of reckless things in the past but this tops it all. Your Dad's wife?" I shook my head. I didn't even know what else to say to him.

He looked down. "I'm sorry Mommy."

"No, don't start that Mommy shit. You're a grown ass man and you need to handle your shit."

"So what does that mean? You gon' tell Dad?"

My eyes widened. "Me? Tell your Dad that our son is sleeping with his wife? Hell no! I'm staying out of this shit but I know who's gonna tell his father."

He looked around as if he was searching for somebody else to pop up. "Who, Isaiah?" he asked, making me roll my eyes.

"Stop playing. This is serious. I'm not getting involved in this nasty shit, and as a grown man, you need to tell your father about this because this can't continue for any longer. Don't say anything while we're on the yacht, but it better get done soon or I'll handle it myself."

"Why you acting like it's so serious?"

"Because it is. Are we the only people who know?"

"Nah," he shook his head. "Two other people know but I'm not giving up any names."

"Well the cat's out the bag now, so you might as well tell. Even though I kinda have an idea of who might know."

"Who?" he asked.

"King. He knows, doesn't he?"

Theodore chuckled. "Ion know."

I groaned. "Damn. Why are y'all doing this to Teddy? He's such a goo-"

"No he's not Mama and you know it," Theodore cut me off. "I was sleeping with Milan for all the times he fucked you over and made you feel useless because of his own insecurities. He's a bad man and he doesn't deserve you. You've been too good of a woman and mother to put up with a nigga like him. He deserves to be alone for the rest of his life."

"As flattered as I am that you would do things out of the kindness of your heart for me, it's still wrong and your father deserves to know the truth. I'm mad that I'm even caught up in all of this and I didn't have shit to do with it. I want you to stop sleeping with her."

"No," he firmly stated, causing me to scrunch up my face.

"Excuse me?"

"Mama, I respect you and your opinion but I'm a grown man and I make my own choices."

"What about Mya?"

"She's a snake, in your eyes."

"Okay, well what about any other broads you know? There has to be plenty more than your Dad's wife."

"Yeah, there is, but me and her just connect on a different level. I haven't found a girl my age I connect with but then I found Milan."

"You guys just sleep together, you don't connect except for in the bedroom."

"Mama, we don't just sleep together. She's over my crib all the time, she stays the night when Pops is out smashing other girls, she chills with me and Princess, we go out on dates and we buy each other stuff. Mama, this is for real."

I sighed. I can't believe Milan's got my son's head so clouded up with her nonsense that he doesn't know how truly dumb he sounds. "You're using Princess as a pawn in your game? That's horrible. And as I stated before, Milan doesn't want you the way you might want her. Let's just lay the cards out on the table right now little boy. You guys have been 'seeing' each other for the past five years and not once has she made any moves to divorce your father. I mean, she can get a lot of money if she divorces him from him neglecting her, disrespecting her and so on and so forth. Once she divorces him, she could just move on and start her life with you since you have so much shit figured out but this hasn't happened. Why?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "Ion know. I ask myself that question everyday."

I smacked him upside the head for being so dumb and gullible. He fell for her gimmick. She's not all down and out like he thinks she is. Milan has a helping hand in the downfall of her marriage, not just Teddy. "Because she doesn't want you fool! Milan would've left Teddy years ago if you're what she truly wanted but she doesn't want you Theodore and it's time you wake up and realize that. And you need to recognize that before it's too late and that's all I have to say about this nasty shit. This is disgusting and I'm disappointed."

"I'm sorry Mama," he said as he extended his arms to hug me but I shook my head.

"No, no, no."

I backed away from him but he pulled me close to him and forcefully wrapped my arms around him. As tall as he was, he buried his face in my shoulder. "You don't hate me, do you Mama?" he asked.

I sighed because I was so conflicted. I didn't know what to feel at this moment but I knew I didn't hate him. I tightened my grip around him and kissed his forehead. "Of course I don't hate you baby, I just hate the stupid decisions you make. You're too smart to be doing some of the things you're doing and you have too much riding on you to get caught up with a gold digger. You have Princess and the family business and you don't need to get distracted by gutter bitches," I truthfully stated. "Now, I need you to do something for me."

Theodore kept his head buried in my shoulder before he mumbled, "What's up?"

"I need you to make a plate of food and dump it all over the steps."

He looked up at me with a confused look on his face. "Why?"

"Because I have an idea," I smiled. "Just do it and hurry up before this bitch dies."

Theodore did as I said and quickly made a plate of food before dumping it all over the steps. I think he was finally starting to catch my drift about this little plan. We can't just leave Milan sitting here or she'll die and we can't just bring her upstairs with a fucked up face without any explanation as to how it got to be so fucked up, so we'll just make it look like she tripped up the steps and busted her shit. Then, Theodore and I will be the ones who found her, we'll call the paramedics and she'll be off of my yacht for the weekend.

It's easy.

Aubrey



*3 Days Later*

Shit was back to normal come Monday morning. After Milan's little accident on the steps, Theodore's Dad left the trip when she was rushed to the hospital and things became a little less tense on the boat. Everybody was happy and smiling when the two of them were gone and focused more on relaxing but I was focused on getting Lindsey to talk to me the entire time. She still wasn't feeling me, so I had to take it one step further. I was just gon' pop up on her ass. She's gonna have to deal with me if I just pop up on her.

With a bouquet of roses behind my back, I banged on her front door as hard as I could. I want Lindsey to know that I'm serious about her now. Back in high school when I was chasing after her, I wasn't really too serious but times have changed and I'm a new man and I need a girl like Lindsey to hold me down. I would've gone with Jaz but she's lost her mind since I got locked up. She ain't even the same person anymore but that just makes me want to talk to her and see what's up with her. If Jaz and I don't ever get back together, we can still be friends because that's what we were before we even got into a relationship.

I quickly pushed my thoughts about Jaz to the side the second I heard the locks shifting. Lindsey pulled the door open looking as beautiful as ever.

"Aubrey," she groaned. "How'd you find out where I live?"

I smirked. "I have my sources. You ain't excited to see me?"

She leaned against the door as she looked me up and down, trying to find an answer to my question. "I just saw you all weekend. Don't you think we need a break from seeing each other?"

"Nah," I shook my head. "Can I come in?"

"For what?"

"Just because I wanna talk to you."

"Okay but it has to be quick. I'm having company over soon." Lindsey stepped to the side, allowing me to come into her fully furnished house. Damn. I know she just moved in about a week ago but Theodore's got this place looking nice as hell. "What's that behind your back?" she asked but I quickly turned around so she wouldn't be able to see the roses.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

"No, I wanna see what you're hiding."

I smirked as I took a step back. "If you wanna see what's behind my back, you gon' have to come get it from me. Work for what I bought you."

The frown on her face turned into a smile as she attacked me for her gift. She tried pulling on my arms but I was too strong for her to move me, so I pushed her back into the wall and pinned her hands above her head.

I chuckled. "Damn, you weak as fuck baby. I can change that though. One night with me a--"

"Where's my gift?" she smiled.

"Damn. You ain't gon' let me spit my game?"

"No because I've heard it all before. It's wack. What else you got?"

Lindsey was the only chic I'd ever let call me wack because I knew she didn't mean it. It was just an act but I applaud her for her acting. She's been acting like she hasn't been feeling me for years, even though I know she is. I mean, why else would she kiss me on the camping trip junior year? And if she wasn't feeling me, why did the kiss feel so good? It's like the two of us were meant to be together or something.

"Let me be your man so I can show you what else I got. I can't really talk about the shit I do baby."

"Right," she sarcastically replied. "And you can't just be my man off bat."

"Why not? I get what I want."

"So do I," she smiled. "My gift?"

I smiled. She wasn't gonna let me forget about the roses. I pulled the roses from behind my back and handed them to her. "Because you mean so much to me, I got these roses for you just to show you how serious I am about us. I really wanna make the two of us work. I came at you, spitting game as a kid with no intentions on how to handle a woman like you but now that I'm older and a grown man, I know what I want from you and it's not just sex. I wanna be with you Lindsey, all of you. All your baggage, on your good days, your bad days, days you don't even wanna be around me because I've irritated you, I just wanna be with you every step of the way. I know this might seem like it came outta the blue but I've been marinating on these thoughts for the past five years because thinking about you was all I was able to do when I was locked up. I couldn't keep you off of my mind then and when I came in your crib a few weeks ago and saw how beautiful you were, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. You're all I think about."

Lindsey blushed as she looked down at the roses, never in my eyes. "Aubrey, I've been keeping it in because there's been so much going on these past few weeks but I've been thinking about you ever since you came in my condo a few weeks ago. I think we got back on the wrong foot but you've been on my mind a lot."

The smile on my face widened. I felt like I was in a dream. I've been chasing after Lindsey for years and now she finally wants me back. I removed my hands from holding hers above her head and slipped my arms around her waist, without any hesitation from her. She just let it flow, which was a first.

"So, what'chu think about the flowers then?"

She finally looked up at me with the biggest smile on her face. "I love them, a lot. I don't normally get flowers from my boyfriend. Come to think of it, I've never gotten flowers from him before."

I frowned. I don't even know Cashmere but it seems like every time somebody talks about him, it's nothing but bad news. He's been with Lindsey all of this time and still hasn't given her any flowers. They don't mean much to guys but to girls, they mean a lot. And it's the small things in relationships that mean the most. Now I can see why he and Lindsey didn't work out. He doesn't treat her the way a woman's supposed to be treated.

"Well there's more where those came from. You know, Cashmere doesn't treat you right Lindsey and everybody sees that. Even I see it and I've only been around y'all two one time but he's fucked up for treating you the way he does. You don't deserve to be cheated on and taken advantage of."

She sighed. "You don't even know the full story. Cashmere's not the best guy in the world but I love him and I have a lot of stuff going on within myself that you don't even know about. Nobody except for Cashmere knows about my issues."

"Yeah, and even with him knowing your issues, he treats you like shit. This is just my opinion but I don't think he cares about you because if he did, he wouldn't have let you slip right into the arms of another man."

"And who is that man?"

I jerked Lindsey away from the wall while pulling her closer to me so her big ass titties were up against my chest. I looked down at her racks and could easily tell she wasn't wearing a bra, which turned me on even more. Just the thought of Lindsey being naked was making me hard. I saw most of her body about a month ago when I popped up at her condo and I've been thinking about that sight ever since. I just wanna see what she looks like without anything on.

"Me," I whispered in her ear. Immediately, goosebumps rose all over her skin, getting me excited. It feels good knowing I'm not chasing after Lindsey anymore. I've been chasing after her since I was in the sixth grade, and it felt good to know that she was reciprocating those same feelings towards me. "I'm not that same little boy I was when I used to chase after you Linds. I've grown up and I'm mature now and I know what I want to do to you." I kept my lips close to her ear, occasionally brushing my tongue up against her earlobe.

Lindsey titled her head to the side and looked up at me, with permanently red cheeks. "And what is that?"

My hand slipped from her waist to her ass and I smacked her ass hard before I pulled her closer to me so she could feel how hard I was. "I wanna fuck you so badly."

"So why don't you?" she smirked.

Lindsey was offering me her body? The old, immature Aubrey would've pounced on her immediately but I wanted more out of my relationship with her. I wanted her for more than her body and I think she knew that. Of course I wanted her to be mine, but I knew it was gonna take some work and convincing, not sex. I pushed Lindsey's body away from me so her back was against the wall and I was standing only centimeters away from her. We were so close, our lips were about to touch but I liked the tease because it only made me want to work harder for her.

"Because...I just can't," I sighed. "Not right now."

Lindsey bought her arms up and wrapped them around my neck and damn, did she smell good. It's like she must have known I was coming over because she was looking good. She had her hair down, no bra on and she was smelling good. It's like she was begging me to fuck her.

"How come?"

"Because I got too much respect to just fuck you and leave Lindsey. I don't wanna treat you like any random hoe. I could fuck any random hoe, and I've done that for years. I'm tired of fucking bitches and nothing coming from it. I want to start a life with somebody and I want to start that life with you. I wanna treat you like the queen I know you are, that's why I made reservations for the two of us tonight. You deserve to be wined and dined so I'm taking you out. Can you come with to dinner with me tonight at 8, please?"

Lindsey took a deep breath. "Yeah, I'd love to come to dinner with you tonight."

I smiled. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I finally got the girl of my dreams and I was taking her out tonight. "Alright. Make sure you wear something sexy though but not too sexy. You don't wanna get me too excited in the restaurant."

She chuckled. "Okay, I'm gonna wear something extremely sexy then," she said as she pushed me off of her. "I want you excited but you gotta go. I have company coming over."

"Cool, 'cause I was getting a little excited." I motioned for her to look down at the bulge in my pants and when she did, she just smiled. "That's all you Lindsey." Lindsey pulled her front door open and as soon as she did, I saw Cashmere climbing out of his car. Damn. Is she trying to be with the both of us? "You ain't playing me, are you?"

"No. He's just getting his shit out of my house because I'm kicking him out."

"Good." I leaned over and kissed her lips, just to make the nigga mad and to make sure he knew she was my girl now. He was just keeping her occupied while I was gone but now that I'm back, nothing's gonna stop me from being with Lindsey, not even this fat ass teddy bear. "I'll see you later beautiful."

"Bye Aubrey," she smiled as I walked down the porch steps.

Cashmere was leaned up against his car with a frown on his face but I was smiling. I guess he saw me kissing his girl. Oh, well. He should've been treating her better or else I wouldn't have had to take her away from him. He fucked up, not me. Nonetheless, I kept a smile on my face as I walked down the steps.

I nodded my head towards him. "What's up Cashmere?"

"The fuck you doing at my girls' crib?" he asked with his arms folded like a little ass baby.

"Doing what you haven't been doing. Don't worry about me though. Worry about moving your stuff out because I'll be moving in soon and I'll need some closet," I laughed, just to make him mad. I walked away from him and started walking down the street so I could go to Theodore's warehouse. I needed a car for tonight and the bus wasn't cutting it no more.

"Yeah, keep walking wit'cho broke ass, 'cause I ain't goin' no where!" Cashmere yelled after me but I just gave him the finger and kept on walking.

He was yelling and making a fool out of himself about not going anywhere, but by the look on Lindsey's face, I could tell she was done with his shit and he'd be going away quicker than he thinks.

Theodore III



I was late dropping Princess off to school today. Normally Jazmine gets her up and makes sure I'm up but since she's not talking to me, she was gone by the time I got up this morning and I woke up three hours late. I held Princess in my arms as I jogged down the hallway of her elementary school. Lately, I've been bringing her to school on time because I don't wanna hear Mocha's nagging about me dropping her off late but I just had one slip up today and I hope she doesn't penalize Princess.

I stopped in front of Princess' locker and pulled it open so she could put her lunch up.

"Daddy, do you think Miss. Jackson will be mad that I'm late?"

"Who cares what she thinks baby girl? You're still smart and doing better than half the kids in your class. You'll be fine."

Princess put her lunch in her locker before turning to me. "You think so?"

I smiled. "I know so and if she has something to say to you then I'll check her. Simple as that. She can't say shit to you."

"Okay Daddy," Princess replied as she closed her locked while she turned to me.

I bent down and kissed her forehead. "Have a good day at school baby girl, a'ight?"

She nodded her head. "Okay. I love you Daddy."

"I love you too Princess."

I grabbed her hand and walked her over to her classroom before I knocked. Almost immediately, one of her classmates opened the door and she smiled. "Princess, I didn't think you were gonna come to school today. I missed you," she said as she wrapped her arms around Princess.

"I missed you too Nyla."

Princess was about to walk into class with her friend but Mocha came up and stopped them. "Mocha, go back to your seat and finish your work please."

"Hi Miss. Jackson," Princess smiled at her.

Mocha frowned as she eyed me. I swear, she's only hard on Princess because she's my daughter and I was getting tired of it. "Hello Miss. Reed. I see you're late again. Let me guess, you and your father were handling business again?"

"Yeah, we were," I answered. "You don't need to question my daughter. All you're supposed to be doing is teaching her since you're getting paid to do that."

Mocha folded her arms across her chest. "Well, as her teacher, I have the right to question one of my students and her parent about her constant tardiness but you're right. I shouldn't be asking a child about her father's neglect. Why is your daughter consistently late Mr. Reed? And don't tell me about business because your daughter doesn't have anything to do with your wrong doings. She's only being effected by it."

"It's none of your business why she's late. She doesn't have to explain herself to you. We already explained it to the secretary in the office and they said she could come to class today. So either you gon' let her in or I'm walking away with my child."

Mocha sighed. "I'm sorry Princess but I can't let you into class today. You're too late for school. We're about to go on our lunch break, and without a valid reason as to why she's late such as a doctors appointment, I can't let her in. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning Miss. Reed. And Mr. Reed, please get your daughter to school on time in the future before I report you."

"Report me because of one mistake? You trippin'," I said, shaking my head. I couldn't believe this shit.

"But I wanna come to class today Miss. Jackson," Princess whispered.

"I'm sorry Princess. Dry up your tears but I can't let you in. Be mad at your father for making you late. Goodbye," she said as she slammed the door close in our faces.

Princess looked up at me with tears streaming down her face and it broke my heart. I knew Mocha was an evil, heartless bitch but I didn't think she'd be so mean to a five year old. I know I fucked up making her late to class but Mocha doesn't have to be so damn evil. "I'm sorry baby girl." I bent down and wiped up her tears before I picked her up. "I'm sorry but don't cry."

Princess sniffed. "It's okay. I really wanted to go to school today."

"Well you know what?"

"What?"

"You get to spend the day with me now," I smiled and that immediately made her smile. "Who cares about your teacher? She's just mean but now me and you can spend some time together. Where do you wanna go?"

Princess shrugged her shoulders. "It doesn't matter."

"How about we get something to eat and then we can go to the mall? You want some new toys?" Princess' face lit up and she nodded her head. "Cool, let's go then."

I walked off down the hall with Princess in my arms and a plan brewing in my mind. Mocha can fuck with me all she wants but the moment she decided to fuck with Princess is when the little bit of respect I had for her left. Mocha's on my shit list and she's got something coming for her. You don't fuck with my daughter. I buckled Princess in the back of my car and pulled out my phone before I drove away from the school. Donny and I may not be on the best of terms right now but I know he'll come through when I need him.

"Change of plans Princess. We gotta stop at the house real quick and then we're gonna have some fun."

"Okay Daddy," Princess smiled.

I pulled off from Princess' school before texting Donny off my burner phone,

Theodore: We gotta problem. Meet me at the crib in 10 and make sure you strapped up

Before I could even put my phone down, he texted me back.

Donny: Bet

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How was this chapter? How do you guys feel about Victoria's reaction to Theodore sleeping with Milan? Did Milan deserve to get her face slammed into the counter top? Should Victoria have disciplined Theodore more? Will Theodore actually tell Teddy the truth about sleeping with his wife? Does Theodore really love Milan? Were you guys expecting Lindsey to agree to the date with Aubrey? How do you guys feel about Mocha and the way she treated Princess? Is Adonis loyal and did Theodore take advantage of him by fighting him on the trip?

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