She Fell in Love with a Miami Kingpin 3

by Tee Jae

  “The fuck would she be asking about Brooklyn for?” I asked out loud more to myself in particular. “Ok, hold this shit from Brooklyn as long as possible and get Toi up here in the next day or so.” I told him before pulling him in for a brotherly hug and begin to walk away, “Biggs,” I called out to him before the C.O. could shut the door. “Take care of my girls man, AT ANY COST.” He saluted me before the C.O. slammed the door.

  Chapter 8

  Khali

  My brothers and Zilla had been locked up for a week now and Brooklyn and I had to run the day to day businesses which were becoming overwhelming for me but I would never let them know it. It was like the minute Zilla was gone, Karlie got her days and nights mixed up again. Don’t get me wrong, the nanny was a big help but Zilla was a pro at this; it was like him and Karlie had this special connection or something.

  “Come on Karlie.” I grabbed her fussy butt out of her mobile crib pulling my right breast out so she could latch on to it. I had to temporarily move back into Brooklyn and Khadi’s house since the arrest. I felt safer here with Zilla locked up. “Here mama.” She tried to flip over out of my hands and continued to whine. “What is wrong with you?” I asked desperately as if she could answer me. I felt defeated as I placed her back down in her crib. letting her cry.

  “What’s wrong with Nanny’s baby?” Brooklyn walked into the room dressed in a flowy deep orange maxi dress. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun on top of her head. She picked Karlie up from out of her crib and her crying ceased almost instantly.

  “I know that heifer did not stop crying after I just tried to give her my good breast milk.” I rolled my eyes to the top of my head. “Ion think she likes me.” I whined as she cooed in Brooklyn’s arms.

  “Nonsense Khali, you have to be patient with her. She feels your vibes if you’re aggravated, she can feel that and it makes her anxious.” Brooklyn had been dropping parenthood jewels on me since I came home with Karlie like she’d been a parent. One would think she birthed five kids from the things she knew. “Anyways, something is up with Biggs. Did you notice?” she asked sitting in rocking chair near the window rocking Karlie to sleep.

  I blew her off, “Girl something is up with all of us. Especially me! I’m crazy without Zilla’s dick in my life. I regret not giving him none and holding out after my six weeks was up.” We both laughed.

  “Now you know better than that. Why would you do that?” She asked getting up and laying a sleeping Karlie in her crib.

  “I want him to propose to me.” I placed my hand over my forehead falling back on the bed. “Now I realize that was just stupid and I miss my man.” I sighed. “Anyway Karlie’s nanny had somewhere to be can you keep an eye on her while I go to visitation, Zilla has a visit at two-thirty.”

  “Girl, go on.” She shoo’d me away. “Make sure you take Terrance and Remy with you.”

  I laughed walking out of the room. Brooklyn was definitely turning into a mini Khadi.

  *****

  I hopped out of the truck and headed into the federal camp while Terrance went and found a parking spot to wait for me. I hadn’t seen Zilla since the night of the arrest, so I didn’t know how he would feel seeing me up here without Karlie. After the perverted guard searched me, I waited in the line that behind the door that held visitation.

  “Zorian Mitchell.” I told the guard once I got to the door straining my neck to find Zilla.

  “Mitchell already has a visitor but two people are allowed. Mitchell is at table M4, if you go all the way down to the end of the tables make a left.” He handed me a badge and I followed his instructions to the T but the table was empty. Maybe he went to the vending machine, I thought as damn near ten minutes passed.

  “Excuse me?” I grabbed a guard who was passing by, “Would you happen to know where Zorian Mitchell is?”

  “He’s in a private room down the hall.” He smirked.

  I jumped up and headed down the hallway. There were a bunch of closed doors so I didn’t know which one he was in, so I pulled on the first door and jumped back from some inmate straight hammering a chick from the back with his pants down around his ankles.

  “Sorry.” I covered my eyes and quickly closed the door and skipped to the next one. “What the fuck?” I pulled the third door opened and Zilla had his ratchet ass baby mama down on her knees in the corner of the room with his dick in her mouth. I seen red as I rushed toward the bed to attack both of their asses, “You motherfucker!!!!”

  “Shiiiiiiiiiit! Khali what you doing here?” he jumped back, pushing his dick in his pants and catching my hands before I knocked the dog shit out of him.

  “What the fuck am I doing here? What the fuck is she doing here?” I bucked against his body toward her. I’d been wanting to beat his baby mama’s ass and today was the perfect day. “What’s wrong Crystal, my man’s dick got your tongue? You real quiet?”

  “Girl, please, I can have that dick anytime I want it.” She smirked.

  Crystal was Zilla’s baby mama and I never could stand her ass even before I started fucking Zilla. Her stiff ass blonde weave sat right above her shoulders and she always had on some loud ass colors like that shit was cute. Her ghetto, hood rat, ass was always looking for a come up and lucked up when Zilla got her roach ass pregnant. Whenever her ass wasn’t hustling Zilla for money, you could catch her sliding down the pole in my brother’s strip club. I ain’t have nothing against strippers, it’s just that I knew what the fuck most of them be doing behind closed doors. So I was confused as to why the fuck my man just had his dick down her nasty ass throat.

  “Crystal, get the fuck out.” Zilla told her while pinning me against the wall.

  “Why? This the perfect time, I told you I wanted to fuck both of y’all.” She stuck her double pierced tongue out and flicked it back and forth.

  See what I’m saying, just fucking nasty, “Bitch, I wouldn’t fuck you with my enemies pussy.” I bucked against Zilla again trying to free myself.

  “Crystal!!!!!” Zilla roared causing the messy ass guard who told me where he was in the first place to come in the door. “Get her out of here, man.”

  “Visit’s over Mitchell. if the warden knew what the fuck was going on in here I’d be in the unemployment line.” He looked back and forth between Crystal and me.

  “Man, please get her out of here and let me have a word with my lady.”

  I remained calm until the guard closed the door behind him and Zilla let go of my arms.

  WHAP!

  I slapped the shit out of him. “Don’t your nasty ass come near me.” I held my finger up. “I went against everything my brothers wanted for me for this?” I asked the question more to myself than anything. My dumb ass really thought that I was an upgrade from his baby mama and there was no way he would even look her way after making it official with me. Now I understood all the late night talks Brooklyn and I had about her insecurities when it came down to men. They lie and cheat and if you let them slide, them selfish bastards will start ice skating.

  “Khali listen, a nigga needed a nut that’s all.” That was all his weak ass could conjure up? He needed a nut?

  “Squirrels need a nut, Zorian.”

  “What the fuck you wanted me to do, huh? You know I’m not with that jacking off shit.”

  I could not believe his ass was giving me these sorry ass excuses like the shit was ok. I gathered myself together and prepared to leave because the last thing I wanted to look and feel like was a fool. Suddenly, I didn’t even want to beat Crystal’s ass anymore, these two dummies belong together. I was just crushed at the fact that this wasn’t who I thought Zilla was, before I saw this today with my own two eyes I thought he was a real stand up guy. I thought he was loyal and respectful to my family name. It was him who gave me the ultimatum to either tell my brothers or he would walk all because he wanted me as his woman. He forgot to tell me that he wanted his dick sucked by bitches from time to time.

  The door opened and the guard stood
there indicating the visit was over. “I’m done Zorian, you do you and imma do me.” I brushed past him heading toward the door.

  “Don’t get fucked up, Khali. I’ll lay any nigga down and you know that.”

  I simply ignored him and made my way out. He fucked over the wrong bitch. I cried the whole way home but I wouldn’t dare tell a soul what I saw. All they needed to know was the Zilla would no longer be the man in my life.

  Chapter 9

  Roselina

  I placed my glass of Rhum Barnancourt in the cup holder as the pilot descended the jet onto the private air strip in Miami. I absolutely hated that all three of my boys were locked up at the same time. I mean what are the odds of that? Granted, Khaza isn’t in the custody of the FEDS but he was still locked up in that infirmary. I considered it being locked up being that Khadi is the only person who could have him removed.

  “Downtown, please.” I told the driver as Zeus and I settled inside the back seat. I couldn’t hold it any longer as I grabbed at Zeus’s belt buckle trying to release the beast.

  “Rosa,” he called my name turning me on even more. “We have company.” He smirked knowing I liked that freaky shit. I don’t know why but Zeus brought out the freaky side of me.

  “I don’t care, it’s my dick and I want it now.” I sounded like a J.G. Wentworth commercial as I aggressively unzipped his pants freeing his long hard dick. It popped out and stood at attention from my soft, warm hands.

  “Mmmmmm.” I moaned as my mouth begin to water just at the sight of it. Kicking off my heels, I pulled his briefs down to his knees before crossing his lap and pushing his tool inside of what he liked to call the softest place on earth.

  “Damn mama,” his sweet peppermint breath brushed against my ear causing the hairs on the back of neck to stand up.

  The dress I had on covered my ass so the driver could only hear me cry out in ecstasy but couldn’t really see anything. “Ohhhhhhhyessssss Zeus.” I moaned while bouncing my ass up and down and then switching to grinding on his dick.

  SMACK!

  He held on to my waist with one hand and smacked my ass with the other motivating me to go harder. The car swerved a little, turning me on simply because I knew the driver was enjoying the show. At this point it was feeling so good to Zeus he forgot about the driver as he pulled my straps down off my dress and devouring my breasts hungrily, sucking on my dark chocolate nipples. I put both my hands behind me on his knees and started bucking against his dick, causing friction to my clit which drove my insides crazy.

  Zeus dropped his head back against the headrest letting a slight moan escape his mouth causing my juices to coat his dick. He continued to squeeze my breasts while his eyes rolled behind his head. I’m pretty sure his toes were curling in his boots.

  “Ki pussy santi bon pouou?” I spoke in my Haitian tongue, asking him if my pussy felt good to him. I knew speaking in Haitian would drive him over the edge, he loved that shit.

  He grabbed my waist with both hands and sped up from under with some deep strokes causing us both to go into a mind blowing orgasm. I was so turned on I was leaking everywhere.

  “We are here,” the driver said. I looked back and winked at him as he stared at me through the rearview mirror, face flushed from embarrassment.

  “Step out, please, so we can get ourselves together.” I told him as he stepped out of the car and I slid off Zeus’s dick and we both bust out laughing.

  “Rosa, you have to stop doing that before I have to fuck one of these little niggas up for stepping to you.”

  I smiled, turned on by his jealousy. “Oh, please, Zeus nobody wants ole Rosa.” I threw back at him as I grabbed some wipes out of my purse and handed him some to wipe off his penis before we got down and headed inside of the hotel.

  *****

  “So, let me get this straight.” I stared across the table at Toi in the flesh; clearly, she really wasn’t dead all these years. She was very well much alive and raising my grandson with an enemy of my son. “You want me to believe that you had nothing to do with the kidnapping and that is my grandson?” I pointed to the little boy who had his ears covered with a pair of blue Beats by Dre headphones, playing a game on the tablet in front of him. He was the splitting image of his mother but I could see some Santana in his features. There was no denying that but now I definitely didn’t like Toi, so I needed proof to believe anything her snake ass was saying.

  “Roselina, you know I would never bring any harm to Khadi, ever.” She looked at me disgusted that I even possessed those thoughts.

  “Toi, I don’t know what to think. You pop up in Miami, ALIVE, and with a five-year-old son after Khadi is married and in jail and you want me to take your word for it?” I huffed straightening out the wrinkles in my dress. We had too much going on in our family right now for this shit.

  “Biggs reached back out to me. KJ and I will go and see Khadi on his next visit.”

  “Wait a minute, Biggs knows about this?” I asked shocked that she reached out to Biggs.

  “I didn’t reach out to him he found me.” She sighed. “He also told me how everyone loves Brooklyn and how she’s perfect for your family. So I’m not here to start up any confusion I just want KJ to meet his father.” She sarcastically spat across the table rolling her eyes.

  Irritation appeared on my face knowing that Brooklyn had yet another known enemy lurking in the shadows. It wasn’t that I totally despised Brooklyn, it’s just that the moment she entered our lives it has been straight chaos. Everything was running smoothly until she showed up and swept Khadi off his feet. I’m sure her finding out that Toi was still alive and even had a son for Khadi would send her ass in a frenzy causing more stress on my son than needed. I just didn’t know how I felt about Toi showing back up here. I needed to know her motives but most importantly, my family needed to know that her son was indeed for Khadi. I know first-hand that looks can be deceiving.

  “So, you reached out to me for what? I mean clearly you don’t need me if Biggs already arranged for you to meet with Khadi.” I looked at her suspiciously.

  “I don’t know actually I... I thought maybe you could help me get things back on track with Khadi.” she sighed.

  “Listen, Toi, if that boy turns out to be Khadi’s I definitely will do everything in my power to make sure he is taken care of as his father will, but I can’t help you with anything else when it comes down to Khadi. You will just have to hash that out when you see him, but I do know you shouldn’t take your son to visitation, my son will have a fit.”

  Everything I said to her was true, hell Khadi was grown and now that mama was starting to have a life of her own, thanks to Zeus, it was time I stop minding my sons business and mind my own.

  Chapter 10

  Brooklyn

  “What the fuck you mean Muhammed’s drop is short?” I stared at Terrance hoping he was joking but I knew he wasn’t. I knew Muhammed was going to be a problem when I took sat in Khadi’s chair a little over a month ago. I hated insecure men who believed that women couldn’t hold the same type of value a man could.

  “How much?” I turned around facing the window in Khadi’s office and closing my eyes afraid to hear the number.

  “Forty G’s” Terrance spoke up tossing the money back into the duffle.

  We had a meeting earlier today and Muhammed was rather quiet, so I should’ve known his ass was up to something. “Stop his shipment.”

  Biggs stood up from the chair that sat across from the desk, “Brooklyn you can’t stop his shipment. That’s not how this works.”

  I turned around and looked him square in the eye, “I said stop his shipment. I don’t care if this is not how it works. He shorts me, I cut him off completely. Make the call Terrance.” My eyes followed Terrance as he walked out of the office to make the phone call. “Any word on who the woman is that was asking about me?” I asked Biggs as soon as the door was shut.

  “Nah,” he dryly responded diverting his attention elsewhere. He wa
s lying. I spent most of my days with him so I knew when he wasn’t being truthful.

  “Ummmm hmmmm.” I answered picking up my phone shooting Khali a quick text. She had been acting strange and distant since she came back from her visit with Zilla but I needed her to focus. Something was up with Biggs and eventually I would get to the bottom of it. I locked my phone and stared back up at Biggs who still couldn’t look me in my face. “Everything is cool with the club?” I asked him, trying to get him to look at me.

  “Yeah, everything is everything Brooklyn. Look, I’m not trying to tell you how to run things…”

  “Then don’t.” I cut him off. If this was the way he wanted to play things then two could play that game. “Bring the car around we will take a ride down to Muhammed’s side of town.” I unlocked my phone and texted Zo the address where him and his goons could back us up at.

  Pulling up to Muhammed’s corner store and walked inside with Biggs, Zo, and Terrance following behind me.

  “Can I help you?” the store attendant asked.

  I totally ignored him and walked to the back through the swinging doors walking right into his little gambling shack.

  “Are you lost?” he asked sitting at his poker table puffing on a cigar. He was so disrespectful he didn’t even look up at me.

  I walked around the table and pulled the cigar out of his mouth and tossed it on the ground causing damn near everyone in the room to pull out their guns. “Where the fuck is my money?” I asked now that I had his full attention.

  “You bitch…”

  I pulled my gun from my coat pocket and aimed it at his forehead, “Call me one more bitch and I promise you none of us will be walking out of here alive.”