Captured By A Royal Thug 3

by Heiress

“Sure. I think we can find something fun to do in this big house,” I gushed. I had never watched Rima by myself, so on the inside I was nervous as hell. She could change and turn into a demon seed. That’s how all the movies go. They act all perfect in front of their real parents and then the step parent gets the evil side.

  “Good. The movers are done unloading our belongings, so if you want to freshen up, you have clothes. Here.” He handed me a cell phone. “Adonis bought us all phones and all of our numbers are already programmed in them. If something happens and you need me, call me. Ok?”

  “Yes, Amir. We will be fine. Just go already.” I playfully shooed him away. After pecking my lips and kissing Rima on the cheek, he left the house. Now it was just us.

  “So, Rima… what do you want to do?” I quizzed not really knowing what to say or do.

  “Do I have my own room? I didn’t have my own room with Mena. We had to share,” she sweetly spoke.

  “Even with your brothers?” I asked. She only nodded. I could tell she was somewhat neglected. She had that same look on her face I had on mine when my parents would neglect me. “Yes, you have your own room. Your father even had some toys put in there. You want to go see it?” I quizzed.

  “Yes please,” she nodded her head with glee. I took her hand and we made our way up the stairs. Our room was the first room in the center as soon as you walked up stairs. The girls rooms were to the right and the guest room was to the left. We made a right and her room was the last room down the hall. When I opened the door to let her in, she gasped.

  “This is my room!” Her face lit up like Christmas.

  “It’s all yours. Go ahead and play with the toys. Everything belongs to you,” I told her. I couldn’t even get the words out before she ran to her toy box. She pulled out every toy and went to playing with her dolls. I don’t know why but I started to cry. I remember when I used to have toys stacked up to the ceiling and couldn’t wait to play with them.

  The reason I was crying was because I remember how lonely I was. My parents showered me with toys so I could have something to do while they were always gone. My dolls became my best friends before I met Twan and Bella. I used to play and act like my dolls were a happy family because that’s what I wanted. Looking at Rima, that’s what she was doing.

  “Hey, Rima,” I started, leaning back first so I could sit down next to her. “How was it living with Mena? Did you like it?” I asked. I wanted to get to know her more. She reminded me so much of myself.

  “No, ma’am,” she answered.

  “Why not?”

  “She was gone a lot. I was alone a lot. But I’m not anymore. I have you and Amir,” she sang showcasing her perfect small teeth.

  “No, you’re not alone and you will never be alone again. You have a family now and soon you’ll be a big sister of two.” I rubbed my stomach. She dropped her toys and placed her hands on my belly. Oddly, the girls started kicking like crazy.

  “I think they like me.” She smiled.

  “I think they like you too.”

  For the remainder of the day, we spent time in her room playing with her toys. Then she wanted to help unpack boxes, so we did that. She helped me cook and clean up. She was like the perfect little girl. I thought she was just like me, but she wasn’t. She was better.

  While I was finishing cleaning, Rima fall asleep. Pregnant and all, I carried her to her room and tucked her into her bed. After kissing her on the cheek, I cut on her night light and left out the room. My cell phone started to ring as soon as I shut the door. It was from an unknown number. I wasn’t going to answer but it could have been someone important.

  “Hello?” I answered.

  “You have a collect call from Maine State Correctional Facility. Will you like to accept the charges?” the automotive voice asked.

  “Uh… ye-yes,” I stuttered. My hand shook as I waited to see who was calling me. Deep down I knew who it could be, but I needed confirmation. I needed to hear their voice.

  “He-hello? Hello, Leah. Leah baby can you hear me?”

  Tears filled my eyes as I heard a voice I haven’t heard in years. “Mommy?”

  Twan

  After being forced to help Bella with unloading the truck, I took my ass back to my new crib. It was walking distance, so I enjoyed the peace and quiet as I made my way down the street. I took in the scenery. Whoever said the grass wasn’t greener on the other side was looking on the wrong said. This grass was green as fuck. I noticed how clean everything looked and the air smelled different out this way. It was less crowded. Not in a million years would I have thought that I would be living in a place like this. Even if it was just a guest house.

  When I got to the door, I pulled out my new set of keys and let myself in. I tapped my foot on the floors and laughed at how it didn’t creek. I looked at the walls and noticed they was perfectly painted and not peeling off with dry water stains. It didn’t smell like weed, liquor, and mildew. Besides Zara’s voice, I heard nothing. No yelling or cursing. No one was fighting for their life. This shit was different, and I couldn’t keep my emotions together for shit.

  “Twan are you well? What’s the matter?” Zara quizzed as she was passing.

  “Come here.”

  She seemed so concerned as she inched her way closer to me with worried eyes. “Twan you’re scaring me. Why do you look so… sad?”

  Not answering her right away, I dropped to my knees in front of her. My arms wrapped around her waist and I rested my head on her stomach. I held her tight, slowly caressing the sides of her stomach. Her skin was so soft and rich that it felt like I was touching silk or something.

  “Twan-”

  “Thank you,” I spoke, cutting her words short.

  “For what?” she giggled, rubbing her hands across my waves.

  “For showing me that I’m better than my past. You may think this is small because you’re used to living in a palace. You’re used to having food in your tummy every night, two parents tucking you in, and an actual bed to sleep in. I’m not use to that shit, so this means the world to a nigga. A house means the world to me, even if it is in the backyard for guests. I may be joking all the time and never serious, but having you means the world to me. I know we still haven’t figured out what the fuck we’re doing, but I’m all the way in,” I assured her.

  Wiping my misty eyes, she smiled and said, “I’m all in too.” She then bent down, holding my face in her hands and pressed her supple lips against mine. For a minute, we were entangled in each other’s mouths enjoying how our tongues felt against each other. My hands slid down to her ass and I squeezed which made her moan in my mouth. My dick got hard immediately.

  “You trying to christen the new crib or nah?” I mumbled.

  “It would be a shame if we didn’t,” she whispered back. Standing to my feet, I picked her up and pressed her back against the nearest wall. With one hand, I pulled up her skirt and snatched her panties to the side. My hand gripped the sides of her thighs as I felt my way inside her using no hands. A nigga was that hard.

  Once I was inside her slippery pot of gold, our bodies matched strokes. She grinded on me by pulling herself up with her arms hugged around my neck. She hid her face in the crook of my neck and softly moaned. I had turned her ass all the way out. She was turning into a straight freak. She never turned me down and I loved that shit.

  With my pants wrapped around my knees, I deep fucked the shit out of Zara. I wanted her to feel how happy she made a nigga. I wasn’t good with gifts and words, so this dick was gone have to get the job done in showing her my appreciation.

  “Stop moving. Let me show you how I feel,” I whispered in her ear and obediently, she stopped matching my strokes. With both hands, I grabbed her cheeks and spread them so she could feel me balls deep. I was trying hard to knock her walls down. My strokes were powerful and long and with every one, I silently told her I loved her. I wasn’t bold enough yet to tell her because I didn’t want to mix emotions up. I didn’t k
now if I was more so appreciative or if it was love that I was feeling.

  “Oh, Twan! I’m about to cum. Keep going. Pleeeease! Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she moaned in my ear. Her arms wrapped tighter around my neck as she braced herself for the orgasm I felt hugging my dick.

  “Fuck, me too! Shiiiiit!”

  “Ewwwwwwww!”

  Desiree’s voice screeched from behind us. I got so damn startled that I dropped Zara and my dick got loose. Nut went flying everywhere. Shit was on the floor, on the wall and a little got on Zara.

  “Ewww, Twan! You got it on my face!” Zara spat, wiping her cheek with disgust.

  “My bad girl. Don’t be mad at me, it’s Desiree’s fault!” I snapped, trying to get my pants up and around my waist. Desiree’s thirsty ass was just standing there staring at my dick. “Fuck you still standing here for? Get the fuck on and stop looking at my dick!” I barked.

  With a smirk on her face she started to walk away. “Maybe next time you should keep bedroom activities in the bedroom like a good Princess,” she threw over her shoulder.

  Zara shot her a cold glare, but she didn’t say anything.

  “So, you just gone let her talk shit?” I quizzed.

  “That’s not what she was doing. She was being her honest usual self. Plus, she’s right. I’ve been so careless and un-princess like with you. It was fine when we were in the palace, but Desiree lives here too. We should be considerate of her-”

  “Maaaaaan fuck her! She wasn’t being considerate when she tried to fuck Don. Matter of fact, she was very inconsiderate,” I shot back.

  “That was just a rumor, Twan. She wouldn’t do that. Especially after being with Amir,” she let me know.

  “Damn! She fucked Amir too? So, she just ain’t no regular hoe. She a hoe, hoe.” I laughed. “We got another, Mena walking around here,” I laughed even harder.

  “Stop laughing, Twan. It’s not funny.” She swatted my arm while trying not to laugh.

  “Yea, you know it’s funny. Don’t worry though. She ain’t my type so I ain’t gone let her get at me like that. Plus, I don’t get down like that anymore. My momma ain’t raise no slut,” I joked. Zara burst out laughing, shaking her head at me.

  “You are something else, Twan. Let’s go get cleaned up. I have to go grocery shopping with Desiree and Bella. Pray they don’t start a riot in the frozen food section.” She shook her head.

  “Yea pray for the popsicles and Stouffers,” I joked, laughing. We made our way to the bathroom and instead of cleaning up, we got dirty again. I was starting to get addicted to Zara’s pussy. Now I know how Don feels about Bella. I’m glad he didn’t remember what happened the night she shot him. He wouldn’t be able to get that out his head.

  Couldn’t have been me. I would have cut my damn eyes out my head to keep from watching that shit. Couldn’t no other nigga walk this earth after fucking my woman either. It was all good because Enzo was getting his.

  After we got out the shower, I got dressed and dipped out. I was late meeting Amir and Don at some location. I hopped in the back of the driver’s whip and he took off as soon as the door closed. After an hour of driving, we finally arrived. It was late now, so it was dark outside. I could barely see shit. Droga didn’t have street lights or anything. I told the driver to wait for me and I got out.

  “DON! TWAN!” I yelled with my hands on the sides of my mouth.

  “We over here nigga, stop yelling,” Adonis answered back. I followed his voice until I saw him and Amir standing next to a bunch of trucks. Two men were standing next to him. One had a big LA tattoo on his face.

  “What’s going on here?” I quizzed, dapping up Amir and Don.

  “I already explained shit to Amir but since you late, I got to go over it again. This is an old friend from way back. His name is Compton. He had some connect problems, so we’re his new connect,” Adonis explained.

  “What connect problem?” I asked.

  “He ain’t no problem any more nigga so it don’t matter,” Compton spat.

  Instead of responding to his ass, I turned my attention back to Don. He continued to talk. “That means we’re going to be moving twice the amount of weight. Our weight plus Compton’s weight. We need to make sure that we’re growing enough, cooking enough, and packaging everything securely. This means we’re going to busy for the next few months.”

  “So, we moving twice as much drugs and weapons for him?” I asked for clarity.

  “Nah, I make my own weapons,” Compton answered. “We done here? I got to get back home to wifey.”

  “I can’t believe Cali’s pregnant again. Tell her I said congratulations and send her my best,” Adonis offered up.

  “I got you. Just make sure we get an invite to the wedding. Last wedding was some straight bullshit. I told yo’ ass not to marry that hoe,” Compton quipped.

  “Fuck out of here, Compton.” Adonis laughed him off. After they dapped each other up, Compton made his exit.

  “I’m gone go through the procedures and everything tonight. The reason I needed you here Twan is because I’m promoting you. You’re my new head of security. That means you gone manage my army and keep my country safe at all times. That’s a big job and the pay is out of this fucking world. You can build your own house next to Zara with the increase. Think you can handle that?” he quizzed.

  “Nigga, can I? Hell, the fuck yea!” I slapped his hand, dapping him up. “I got you.”

  “Good. Tomorrow, we start recruiting. We need a bigger crew. Now let’s dip out of here before Bella starts tripping about me leaving her with the babies.”

  “Yea, that’s if her ass home,” I mumbled, laughing to myself.

  “What was that, Twan?” Adonis quizzed.

  Damn this nigga heard me, I thought to myself.

  “Nothing,” I quickly responded, speeding up my pace. I really wish she would hurry up and finish doing what she was doing. Leah, Zara, and I were tired of lying for her ass. This could have been resolved in one night but nope, she just had to be fucking extra with the shit.

  Bella

  “Wow. Can’t believe we are just now coming up with names for our children. It’s been months.” I shook my head as Adonis and I signed our babies’ birth certificates. We had gotten a notice in the mail from the council stating that our children were going to be undocumented if we didn’t sign their birth certificates. It had been so long since they were born that we forgot all about it.

  “How we managed to take care of these precious babies without giving them names is baffling to me. Have we all just been so busy gushing over them that it slipped our minds?” Estella spoke.

  “Yea, pretty much,” I laughed.

  “Well what did you two come up with?” she quizzed.

  “I thought it was going to be hard, but we figured their names out in a matter of seconds. Bellamy, Donna, and Abel. Fits them perfectly.” Adonis beamed over our babies. He hadn’t been paying much attention to me lately since we moved out the palace. It’s been all about his thug business since he was the new connect for an old friend. I wanted to feel some type of way, but I have been preoccupied with other things myself.

  “Well, let me go drop these papers off to the council. I’m sure they would-” I was saying before Estella snatched the papers out of my hand.

  “Please, allow me. I’ve been stuck in this house for a month and I need some fresh air. I’ll even take the triplets with me. They can keep their grandmother company while I escape my prison,” she joked, laughing her way out the room.

  The room fell silent when she left out. Adonis avoided eye contact with me while he tapped away at his phone. I don’t know why I felt like he was doing something foul like texting another bitch. I wanted to trust Adonis but after the Desiree situation, I didn’t feel secure. He was really depressed about his leg at the time and he wasn’t speaking to me. Anything could have happened during that time.

  Just when I was about to say something to him, our front door alarmed,
letting us know someone had come in. “Bellaaaaa!” Zara sang as her steps got closer to us. When she and Leah walked in the room, I smiled at first. Then I saw who was behind them and frowned up.

  “Hey, girl. You ready to go?” Leah asked sounding all chipper. Zara made us all get together today because she claimed she had a surprise for us.

  “What the hell is she doing in my house?” I quizzed, sizing up Desiree. The sight of her made my skin hot. Just imaging her fucking my husband had me wanting to beat her ass. Her attitude about it didn’t help either.

  “As if this was my first time being here,” she paused, shifting her eyes to Adonis. “Hi, my lord. You look so different standing up.” She winked.

  “Bitch!” I blurted before I tried to lunge over both Leah and Zara to get to her. Luckily, Adonis grabbed me before I could reach her hoe ass.

  “Bella, in the fucking bedroom! Now!” he barked as he dragged me by my arm to our room.

  “You lucky he was holding me back!” I threw over my shoulder.

  “Woman shut up,” he spat, pushing me into the room and slamming the door behind him. “Bella what in the hell is wrong with you? You letting Desiree get you all out of character and for what? All over a rumor?”

  “Was it just a rumor, Adonis? Huh? Or was it truth because she is acting as if-”

  “She’s acting as if she’s trying to get up under your fucking skin and piss you off. Desiree has been around all my life. I’ve known her since I was little, and I have treated her like family. I do not wish to have her ass in that way, and I wish you would just believe me when I say that!” he spat.

  “I want to Adonis, but you were mad at me and she was so called comforting you and I just-”

  “You just think I would sleep with any woman who could arouse me to gain comfort?” he quizzed in a way that sounded rhetorical. “I don’t look at her the way I look at you. I would never touch her the way I touch you. I would never talk to her the way I talk to you. She does nothing for me. My dick doesn’t even flinch around her. It only rises for you,” he paused.