Hey! I just wanted to start off by thanking you guys for following me through everything, even though it's been over a month since I last posted on here. I feel horrible for not updating but I can't believe an ENTIRE month has passed. But I'm back and I'm going to try to update more. I don't know if you guys know or not but I disappeared for awhile because my Dad passed away about two weeks ago, so I took some time off to spend with my family.

Victoria

My chest heaved up and down as water dripped from every inch of my body. I knew Milan was stupid, but I didn't think she was stupid enough to do something like this. I mean, I picked at her because she was easy to mess with because I had so much dirt on her. If I was in her position, I'd just keep quiet, mind my business and be glad all of my business wasn't aired out to my husband, that's taking care of me. If I was as mean and vindictive as I used to be, I would've blurted out everything I had on her, but I knew the time wasn't right. I'll withhold all of the information I have on her until the time is right.

But the time isn't right now. I have to go about this the best way possible.

Teddy immediately shot up from his seat and snatched the empty pitcher out of Milan's hands. "Have you lost your damn mind?" he yelled as he threw the glass pitcher down on the ground. Teddy starred at Milan, waiting on a response from her but she just starred at him as if she was at a loss of words. Teddy roughly shoved her. "Hello! You ain't got shit to say now?"

I looked around at the silent restaurant as everyone looked on at everything that was about to unfold. Even the waiters and waitresses were watching from afar because they knew something was about to happen and they didn't want to get involved in it, which was in their best interest.

Milan sniffed, as if she was crying. "How could you Teddy?" she yelled, trying to push him back but he grabbed a hold of her arms.

"Don't even think about putting your hands on me Milan, 'cause you know I don't play that shit. Answer my fuckin' question! What the fuck you doin' just popping up here uninvited? Huh? 'Cause I damn sure didn't invite you," Teddy said, before turning to me. "Did you invite her?"

"No, I didn't. I told you earlier that she must've hit her head too hard. She's losing her damn mind. You should've left her in the hospital."

Teddy folded his arms. "I see. Damn. Maybe you should've stayed longer at the hospital because you've been off your rocker ever since you fell up the steps."

"Well how would you know?" Milan cried. "You don't even come home to see me anymore! You've been spending every waking hour with your ex, when you need to be at home taking care of me. Or did you forget that I was your wife?"

"Sweetie, you're a child," I informed her as I picked at my nails. I thought Milan would've come here on ten since she decided to dump water on us. She could've kept up the psycho act after she threw water on us, but she can't start crying now. She needs to make her point before she starts crying.

"And he divorced you. Stay in your lane Victoria."

"Oh shit," I heard somebody giggle behind me.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

"I don't care about Victoria or what she has to say," Teddy said. "I don't come home because my job keeps me away but I don't need to keep explaining that to you. You're a grown woman, so understand that."

"So why are you at dinner with her and why are you moving her into my house?"

"My house, baby girl," Teddy corrected her. "I pay all the bills around there so that's my house and if I wanna move my ex into the house with us then I can."

"I'm your wife!" Milan cried. "Don't I have any say in what's going on?"

"No," Teddy and I both responded, making Milan cry even harder.

"You've been fucking around on me with some little nigga for months now, so why should you care who I move into my house or if I'm home or not? Let you tell it, you're never there, so it shouldn't matter."

Milan wiped the tears off of her face. "So now what? What am I supposed to do? I'm not staying in that house with you and your ex. It's like you're running some kind of whore house Teddy! Lord knows who you're going to move in next."

"Well, whoever else I move in is up to me, so either get used to it or get the hell out of my house. Simple as that."

Milan frowned as she looked down at me. "I know you put him up to this Victoria. You're so damn mean and manipulating. I'm completely against you moving into my house that I share with my husband, but just know I'll be there with the two of you every single step of the way."

I smiled. "And that's perfectly fine to me Mulan."

Milan rolled her eyes and stormed out of the restaurant, making everyone go back to what they were doing before she came in here like a damn fool.

"Mama!" I quickly turned around and watched as Lindsey walked up to us. "Mama, Daddy, are you guys all right? What happened?"

Teddy shook his head as he wiped his wet face off. "We're fine Lindsey. Milan is just losing her damn mind because she's not getting her way. It's no big deal."

I rolled my eyes as I stood up from the table. "Well, you're gonna have to check her and make sure she doesn't do anything like this in the future because I just got my hair done and either you or are or the both of y'all will be paying to get my hair re-done."

Teddy sighed. "I got it. How much you need?"

"Three hundred."

His eyes widened. "Three hundred? For your hair?"

"I got a lot done to it," I shrugged. "It wouldn't be an issue if you just checked your girl." Teddy sucked his teeth as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket before sliding me the money. "Thank you," I said as I turned to Lindsey. "Come to the bathroom with me?"

Lindsey nodded her head as she followed me back to the bathroom. As soon as we got in the bathroom, Lindsey folded her arms. "Mama, what's going on? Since when were you going to stay here in Georgia? What about Jayvion and your life back in California? You can't just up and leave to stay here with Daddy."

"I know, I know," I said as I patted my face dry since I didn't want to ruin my makeup even more. I was just lucky it was waterproof and wasn't moving at all. "Jayvion's working on a big divorce case that's starting to get nasty so he's going to be in the office a lot more in the upcoming months and I'm teaching online, so I can do that from where ever I want to. And I didn't plan on staying here until experiencing everything I did on the yacht trip. I realized that things haven't changed since you guys left. If you ask me, everything got worse. You and your brother are fighting, you and Cashmere are losing your minds, your father and that little girl he's with aren't sitting right with me and I don't want my grandchildren growing up not knowing me. And I'm really worried about your brother."

Have I been blind to everything Theodore's been going through for years or had he just been concealing his feelings? How could it have slipped right past me? I should've been able to spot the attention he had been seeking but I didn't. And I disappeared when he needed me most and he went and found the attention and affection he was searching for in Milan. It's my fault he's the way he is.

"We're all fine down here Mama, honestly."

"No you aren't. If you knew half of what I know, you wouldn't be saying that."

She scrunched up her face. "Well, what's going on? Because I heard something about Milan cheating on Daddy. Is that true?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah, well that's what he says. Don't tell him I told you, but she's got this large bill at the Hilton that your Dad found out about a few weeks ago so more than likely she's cheating on him."

"Milan? I just can't see it. She's so nice."

"The nicest ones have the fakest smiles Lindsey, remember that."

Lindsey nodded her head. "I'll keep an eye on her then. I'm shocked she actually did this to you."

I smirked, "I am too. I didn't think she'd have the guts to do this but it's fine. I'm gonna be staying with her and your Dad, so this should be interesting."

"Don't scare her too much Mama," Lindsey laughed. "And you don't need to validate your position with anybody. We all know how Daddy feels about you, I'm just surprised he's been with Milan for this long. He's just using Milan to pass the time so he can work his way back into your life but I'll give it until the end of this year and you two will be back together, especially if Milan's cheating on Daddy. He won't stand for that for too much longer."

"I know how he feels but your Dad and I aren't getting back together. We've grown apart."

"You tell him that then. He doesn't feel that way. He thinks you guys are just going through a rough patch."

"It's more than a rough patch. It's years worth of damage that can't be fixed as easily as you think it can and we're just better off as friends," I explained to her.

I love Teddy, a lot, and nothing will ever change that. And no matter how hard I try, he'll always be in my life because of our family but as far as a relationship goes, we're going to remain friends. Of course I wanted our relationship to work but I'm tired of the back and forth and hoping for something better, while nothing ever changes. So if being friends is what we have to do to remain close, then it's what I'll do. I just wish everybody would understand that instead of trying to bring up our relationship that's been dead for years.

Banga

I sat on the edge of my bed, listening to the shower run. Goldie came back home and of course I was there. She might have gotten the locks changed but she knows she won't be able to get rid of me for too long before I come back. I always come back.

I looked behind me and saw her phone lighting up on the nightstand. Damn. I really want to trust her but how can I when she dissed me in front of that clown, Prince? She knows how I feel about that nigga and how I feel about her working for the same nigga I work for, but she constantly chooses to disrespect me. You know what, I don't trust Goldie because I know she's creeping around on me behind my back. If I ain't laid the pipe down in days, I know some other nigga has.

I rolled across the bed and snatched her phone off of the nightstand just so I could see who's been blowing her up recently. I clicked the home button on her phone and her screen lit up with messages from some of the strippers from the club. She didn't have most of their numbers saved, and I didn't have their numbers saved in my phone either, but I recognized them since I've fucked almost all of her coworkers. It ain't my fault her coworkers trying to get with me since I'm the next nigga coming up. And once I get rid of Prince, I'll be the nigga running Atlanta.

I sucked my teeth as I scrolled through the messages from their group chat. These bitches weren't talking about nothing important, so I unlocked her phone and went straight to her message threads. I needed to know who she's been talking to. I scrolled through the threads, looking for Prince's name but I didn't see it, not even his real name. Damn. This bitch is smart. Either, she's got his number saved under a different name or she deleted the thread. Either way, I know she's talking to him.

So, instead of letting my girl run all over the city, busting it wide for any ole nigga, I took the liberty of going through her messages to get rid of anybody that's not wanted. Any nigga that was tryna talk to her, I deleted their thread and their number. I took every nigga out of her phone, including her family members. The only nigga I left in her phone was me since I'm the only nigga she needs.

I then went to her camera roll, just to make sure she ain't been up to no good. I scrolled through her pictures, examining each and every one of them. I know she went out of town this past weekend to spend time with her parents but I didn't see any pictures of them in her phone. The only pictures I saw from this past weekend were her on a boat. I scrunched up my face and clicked on the pictures to get a better looked. I swiped to the right, looking at each picture that I passed but I stopped on one picture that really caught my attention.

Why was this bitch posted up with Prince on a boat? This lying ass bitch told me she was going to see her parents this weekend, not spend it with him! I knew I shouldn't have believed this fraud ass bitch! Every time I try to trust her, she always finds a way to betray me in the worst way possible. I'mma just stop giving this bitch chances because she always does some stupid shit to fuck with me and I'm starting to think she does it on purpose.

I decided not to delete the picture from her phone since I can use it as valuable information. Prince is private and I don't know much about him, so maybe this picture will be my ticket to knowing more about his personal life. I can take it to one of the niggas I know that can pull random information from pictures but even an idiot knows iPhone's always has the location on pictures. The picture was taken at Lake Strom Thurmond in Savannah. Damn. What the hell were they doing all the way in Savannah?

Fuck it. I'll find out once I pop my ass up in Savannah and start gathering information on Prince. I locked Goldie's phone, shoved it into my pocket and walked out of our room before leaving our apartment. If I'm trying to take Prince's empire, I need to start soon and with this little bit of information from these pictures, it'll be the key to everything I need to know.

Goldie doesn't know it, but she led me right to her little nigga. When I get my hands on that nigga when he's slipping, I'm gonna let him know Goldie had the biggest hand in tearing him down.

Theodore III

The basement I was in was dark. The only lined shined on the spot where Mocha would be placed on the wall. I wasn't fucking with these bitches anymore or giving them anymore chances. I should've offed Mocha months ago when she decided to turn her life around. I tried respecting this broad but she took my respect as weakness and decided she wanted to fuck with my daughter, and that was the last straw. As far as I'm concerned, Mocha's dead to me. But she's gonna be even more dead and forgotten once I'm finished with her.

Adonis leaned over to me when we saw the door at the top of the steps open up. Two of my men carried Mocha down the steps; one had her arms and the other held her legs.

"We gon' kill this bitch or make her suffer?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'mma just off this bitch as soon as they drop her ass off here. They gon' tie her up to the wall and I'm just gon' shoot her, execution style. I'm not even gonna give this bitch the satisfaction of knowing I'm spending my days trying to find ways to make her suffer. I'm just gonna get it over with and kill her so this situation can be over with."

Donny nodded his head. "True. We got bigger problems to handle like that nigga Banga."

I sucked my teeth. "I know."

I don't know what's wrong with that nigga Banga lately but he's really been pressing my damn nerves. First, he starts tripping about me being around Goldie when we have to be together since I'm her boss. I could get past that since he's probably one of them clingy niggas that can't stomach seeing their girl with another nigga. But then he started getting late with my payments. Now he owes me 15 G's, and that's where I draw the line. I'm not playing about my money, especially with some little nigga that's just looking to start a fight with me over a broad.

My men dropped Mocha on the ground, right where the light shined and I could tel she was scared. She probably wanted to scream and run away but she couldn't. Aside from her mouth being duct taped, and her legs and arms tied by ropes, one of my men kept a gun pressed against her back just in case she decided to get out of control. They strapped her arms to the hooks on the walls so now she was standing up straight.

"I bet you're probably wondering what you're doing here," I said as I emerged from the darkness with a smile on my face. I walked up to Mocha and ripped the duct tape off of her mouth, causing her to scream.

"Prince!" she yelled. "What did I even do to you!?"

My eyes widened. "You confused?"

"Yes!" she yelled. "I didn't know we had any beef."

"Oh, you know we always had beef bitch. How you gon' fuck with my daughter and not think I wasn't coming back for yo ass?"

"You bought her la--"

"Shut the fuck up!" I cut her off. "You left her crying and closed the door in her face on some disrespectful shit. I don't like that shit."

"I was doing my job," she explained.

"I don't give a damn about your job. You should be glad you even got a job after being a stripper bitch. I should've put in a nice word to your boss about your previous job. Or I could've sent your boss some pictures of you shaking your ass, making me money. You wouldn't even have a job if I didn't keep my mouth closed. I've given your dumb ass chance after chance but you took it too far today."

"How?" she yelled. "I'm sorry, alright? I didn't mean to slam the door in her face. I was just doing my job and you aren't even supposed to bring her late to school consistently anyways. Just like how you were giving me chances, I was giving you and your daughter chances. I could've called CPS on you for constantly bringing her late or I could've talked to the principal about removing her from the school since you keep harassing me but I didn't. I was trying to be nice to your daughter but you took advantage of me."

I chuckled as I turned my back to her. I wasn't gonna sit here and argue with this girl over mundane shit because anything she says means nothing since she's gonna be dead soon. I walked back over to where I was previously standing with Donny and grabbed my gun off of the table. I didn't want to make things easy on Mocha since she didn't deserve that. She deserved to suffer and I had the perfect plan on how to make that happen. I placed the gun on the table before turning around.

"Y'all, hang her upside down by her legs and tie her arms behind her head."

I wasn't gonna make this bitch suffer by choking on her own blood. I grabbed my knife off of the table and the roll of duct tape. I watched as my men hoisted Mocha up by her legs and tied her legs to the wall so she was hanging upside down. They then tied her arms behind her.

"Prince, please don't do this," Mocha cried. "I'm sorry."

"It's too late for that."

"Please," she begged.

I flipped the knife out on my switchblade and bent down so I was on her level. Before I even slit her throat, I ripped off a piece of duct tape and taped her mouth closed. I knew she'd scream and yell for somebody help her. Once her mouth was taped, I took the liberty of slitting the side of her neck. This wasn't enough to kill her but the longer she hung upside down with this cut leaking blood, all of the blood would rush to her head, she'll start choking on her blood and eventually she'll lose all of the blood in her body. This way, she'll die a slow, painful death.

"That's it?" Donny laughed as he emerged from the darkness. "That's all you doing to her?"

I stood up and nodded my head. "Yeah, we'll die a slow death."

He scrunched up his face. "How?"

"Because all the blood will rush to her head, but it won't make it to her head. All the blood will leak out of the cut," Trent explained, making Donny smile.

"Aye, that's what's up," Donny said as he gave me some dap. "I didn't even think of nothing like that."

"Of course you didn't," Trent laughed.

"Well that's why I'm the boss. Y'all gotta start thinking like me," I said as I placed the knife back on the table. Honestly, I didn't even think of that on my own. I saw it on a movie and when I talked to King about doing it, he said he used to do it so I know it works.

"Whatever. I'm not tryna think like a kid," Donny laughed. "So what's next? We riding down on that nigga Banga?"

I nodded my head. "Yup and word around the city is that he's leaving the city. Right, Trent?"

Trent nodded his head. "Yeah. I got Quis following him now and he said it looks like he's going in the direction of Savannah. If we leave now, we can make it there soon. He'll make it before us and we'll have to find him but my nigga Quis is gonna be following closely behind him so he can tell us exactly where Banga's at."

"Yeah," I nodded my head. "Let's head out now."

Donny and Trent walked upstairs while I stood downstairs, just watching Mocha slowly die. Her body was trembling and it looked like she was starting to choke on her blood. Her eyes starred at mine, begging me to help her but I just turned my back on her, grabbed my gun and jogged upstairs after Trent and Donny. But I made sure to leave Mocha in complete darkness and lock the basement door.

Now that Mocha's out of the way, I can finally get down to what's most important and that's finding Banga. This little niggas' been tripping lately. So once I find him and he's still wilding out and I gotta kill him, then so be it. I can find somebody else to sell my product for me.

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I know this chapter was VERY short but I just wanted to get a chapter out for you guys. How was this chapter? How do you guys feel about Victoria moving in with Milan and Teddy? Will that be a recipe for disaster? Is Milan as sneaky as Victoria claims she is? WIll Banga find out about Theodore's life when he gets to Savannah? How do you guys feel about Theodore killing Mocha? How will Princess react to not having a teacher? Will Theodore get to Banga?