Thug Passion 3

by Mz. Lady P

  "What's wrong?” I asked as I sat on the bed next to him. With my free hand, I rubbed his back.

  "I'm good. I have real bad chest pains from time to time. The doctor said that the pain will gradually subside once my lungs fully heal. I was about to come get her as soon as the pain went away." I continued to rub his back as I held the baby on my lap. That's when I realized she was calm and sucking on her fingers. "You cool now Daddy's Princess?" Thug picked her up, and she started cooing and smiling.

  "I can't believe it. I guess I know what was wrong with her. It's crazy how she's a daddy's girl already." We both laughed. I got up to leave the room, but Thug grabbed me.

  "Stay in here with me tonight. I'm about to put her in the bed. I'll be right back." I wanted to say no, but who was I fooling? My pussy was yearning for him. His tattoos glistened as he walked out of the room. I climbed into the bed and laid my head back against the headboard. After about ten minutes, Thug came back to the room. He sat at the edge of the bed and placed my feet on his lap and started to massage them.

  It was the little things like this that I missed about him. I took in all his features and masculinity. His massive hands were so soft as he meticulously massaged each one of my toes. I loved how he kept his nails manicured. Thug took really good care of his hands and feet. That was just so sexy to me. Despite losing some weight, he was still very cocky.

  "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked as he started to kiss my toes.

  "I just can't believe you’re here. It's like I'm in a dream. At any moment, I'm going to wake up, and you'll be gone." I put my head down to hide the pain I felt in my heart. Thug gently grabbed my face and made me look into his eyes.

  "I'm not going anywhere, Ma. It's me in the flesh. I promise I will never leave you and my kids again." Despite loving the moment, I had to put my feelings out there and let him know how I really felt.

  "I know that you did what you had to do. I understand that. What I don't understand is how you would leave me out of the loop. Ka'Jaire when you woke up, I was supposed to be the first person you called. We're a team. Bonnie and Clyde remember. You were gone, and I couldn't function without you. My world stopped that very night that doctor told us you didn't make it. I need for you to understand your actions were selfish not only to me, but to our kids.

  I forgive you because I love and missed you so much. I need you to promise me that going forward you will not keep me in the dark about anything. Last but not least this is the second time since we have been married you have fucked another bitch. There won't be a third time. I will make your death a fucking reality."

  I didn't even want him to respond. I wanted what I had just said to soak in. I was serious as a fucking heart attack. I got up from the bed and pushed him back so that he was laying flat on his back. I pulled down his basketball shorts and unleashed the beast. Slowly, I placed his swollen dick into my mouth. The taste of his pre-cum was so sweet. I could feel the veins bulging and pulsating inside my mouth as I sucked and licked up and down his shaft. I made love to his dick with my mouth. I looked into his eyes the entire time. I moaned and hummed as I deep throated him.

  "Ohhh shit! Ta-baby. Damn I missed your million dollar mouth." Thug grabbed my hair and began to thrust in and out of my mouth until he came in my mouth. I sucked him dry. I enjoyed watching him shake and twitch. For the first time in a long time, I made his ass tap out.

  Chapter 7-Khia

  I've Changed

  The best thing that could have ever happened to me was Thug helping me get out of jail. I owe him my life. Dro and I had made it official, and I had full custody of my son. I love that Thug and his family have forgiven me and accepted me into their family. I never thought I would be able to sit in a room with Ta'Jay and Barbie without it being a fucking brawl.

  Momma Peaches had even forgiven me, and you know she didn't play about Tahari. She loved her like she was her own daughter. I loved the way they love each other. Finding out Thug had been alive all this time had made their lives whole again. I wanted Tahari to forgive me, but she hated my guts. I didn't blame her. I just needed her to understand I was not the same old Khia. I've changed.

  I was surprised when Dro told me that we would be staying in Miami. I was happy because there wasn't shit back in Chicago for me, but bad ass memories. Plus, where ever my man was going I was right there beside him. I knew he would need me beside him in the streets. I wanted to ride or die for him just like how Tahari was doing for Thug. Dro had made an honest woman out of me. He deserved nothing but the best from me.

  For the last couple of days, I had been trying real hard to talk to Tahari. She flat out dismissed me in front of everybody. The shit was downright disrespectful and embarrassing. I know that I had hurt her, but I felt like she should thank me for helping Thug find her.

  Everybody was all out in the pool including all the kids. Dro was dipping my son in and out of the water. He loved Dro, and Dro loved him. I recently paid to have his name legally changed to Khiandre Davis. I gave him Dro's last name. He had legally adopted him as his own. It was bad enough my son was the splitting image of Nico, but he would not grow up and carry that man's last name.

  Somehow Lisette found out and was trying to get custody of her only grandchild. The bitch was now clean and was thinking she could take my son. I would kill that hoe dead if she ever tried to take my baby. She had been talking all to the police saying that I hung with the people who murdered her son. The police considered it a missing person's case because his body had never been found. I had to make sure I told Dro about her ass.

  As I sat on the side of the pool, I observed all the kids playing with Thug and Tahari in the water. They were picking them up and dumping them in the water. When it was my son’s turn he held his hands out for Tahari, and she flat out dismissed him. That hurt my feelings to the core. I jumped up and grabbed my son as he still stood there with his hands held out. I ran inside the house to the room that we were staying in. I sat him down on the bed and got on the floor in front of him.

  "You're a gift from God and I love you son. I don't care what anyone else thinks of you. I'm going to love and protect you no matter what." I placed kisses all over his face. He was looking at me like I was crazy. I sat on the bed and pulled him on my lap. I cried as I held him so tight.

  "What's wrong, Bae? Why did you just do that?" Dro asked as he walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

  "No matter how much I've changed, she will never forgive me. You should have seen what she did to my baby. He wanted her to pick him up like she was doing all the other kids and she wouldn't. She just left him there with his arms out. I can't stay here anymore. I won't allow him to be mistreated just because he is Nico's son. I'm going to a hotel first thing in the morning." I laid my head on his shoulder and cried like a baby.

  "Don't cry baby. You know she has been through a lot. She just need some time to get used to the fact that we're here now. We're not going to leave. Thug has invited us into his home and us leaving would be a sign of disrespect. I'll take him back outside. Wash your face and come back out and join us."

  "I'm good. I don't want to go back out there. I'll be here waiting for y'all to come back." I leaned in and kissed him on the lips and kissed my son on the forehead.

  "I love you, Khia. I also love my son. So, please don't ever say he is Nico's son again."The look on his face let me know he was dead ass serious

  "I love you too, Baby. I'm sorry. I will never say it again." Dro left the room, and all I could think about was how damn good he had been to my son and me. I don't know where I would be without him. I trusted his judgment. I would never want to disrespect Thug; he has been too good to me. I would just stop trying to talk to her.

  The next morning, I got up bright and early. I wanted to get an early start on looking for us a new house. I was meeting with Thug's real estate agent alone because Thug needed Dro to handle something for him. I was glad my baby told me there was no limit on our new hous
e purchase. Dro should have never told me that shit. I entered the kitchen to grab something quick to eat before heading out. Tahari was sitting at the island drinking some Iced Coffee. I turned around to leave right back out.

  "Khia! Wait a minute." I stopped in my tracks, but I kept my back towards Tahari as she spoke.

  "I just want to apologize for yesterday. I could never be mean to a child. I love kids. I need you to understand that when I look at him, I see every baby Nico made me kill, or he killed. It has nothing to do with me hating him because he's Nico's offspring." I turned around, and I looked her, but it was hard for me not to cry.

  "I'm glad you don't hate my baby. I just wish you could stop hating me. I know that you have every reason to hate me. I know we might not ever be friends again, but can we at least be cordial for the sake of Dro and Thug."

  "I don't hate you anymore. I actually forgive you. I thought about it long and hard last night. In order for me to move on in my new life, I have to let fully go of everything that hurt me in the past." Tahari stood up from the barstool that she was sitting on and came over to me. I couldn't believe she hugged me. I had hugged her back. All of a sudden, she started laughing. I laughed as well, but I had no idea what was funny.

  "What are you laughing at?" I asked her.

  "I was just remembering when I first met Nico at that house party; I had left you alone, and I was outside helping him win all that money. The party was winding down, so I went to find you and I looked all over until I found you in one of those back rooms on your knees giving Dro the best head ever. I was mad as hell at you then, but now that y'all are together that shit is funny as hell to me because I know y'all history. I'm really happy you guys found each other."

  "I have your husband to thank for that. Thanks for letting us be a part of y'all lives. It really means a lot to me." I reached in and gave her another hug.

  "It's about time. I thought y'all would never get it together," Barbie said as she walked into the kitchen.

  "We're good now. Let me get out of here. I need to meet with this real estate agent. Dro has me house hunting." I walked out of the kitchen with a big weight off of my shoulders. I knew that we might never be best of friends again, but I was elated that she didn't hate me anymore. Now I could move on with my life and keep changing for the better.

  Chapter 8- Thug

  Kings Of Miami

  The day had finally come for me to meet up with Vinny and his people. I had already given him the heads up that Malik, Sarge, and Dro would be joining me. I had big plans for me and my team out here in Miami. I had every intention of making my motherfucking mark in this city. We were getting money in the Chi, but the real money was here in Miami.

  I was making a huge sacrifice by uprooting my family from Chicago, but I knew that it would be beneficial to all of our pockets. I knew Tahari wasn't too happy about that. So, this shit had to work. Tahari deserved to be happy. I wanted her to sit back and relax. All she needed to do was raise our children and spend the money. She didn't know it yet, but I no longer wanted her out murking people with me.

  I was not changing up on my baby, I just felt like she shouldn't be in dangerous types of situations. I knew that she was going to spazz out when I told her, but she would get over it.

  Before we headed into Francesca's, which was Vinny's restaurant, Malik, Sarge, Dro, and myself faced a blunt.

  "When we go in here, I want everybody to breathe easy. Keep your game faces on and take mental notes of each motherfucker in the room. I need to know who is going to be a problem, so we could lay their ass down A.S.A.P. There can be no lacking."

  "We got you big bro," Malik said as he passed the blunt to Dro.

  After we had finished smoking, we made our way into the restaurant. "Hi, we're here to see Mr. Santerelli," I said to the waitress who greeted us at the door.

  "Of course, follow me. He's expecting you." We were ushered to the back of the restaurant. I noticed that the restaurant was completely empty. As we approached the table, I noticed Vinny and two other Italian men sitting around the table drinking wine and engrossed in deep conversation. Vinny noticed us and quickly stood to his feet to greet us.

  "I'm glad you guys could make it. I would like you to meet some of my most loyal men. This is Santino and Johnny, and these are my sons Malik and Ka'Jaire. These are their most trusted and loyal business associates Sarge and Dro.” The men looked at us with a look of contempt as if we were beneath them. Fuck outta here. We hit their ass with the head nod and took a seat. I wouldn't disrespect Vinny, but these cats needed to understand they were in the presence of real niggas.

  "Let's get down to the business at hand. Since I became Head of the Santerelli Family, I have more daunting tasks and responsibilities that will take up most of my time. I've been thinking long and hard about my Drug Cartel here in Miami and it's time for me to hand it over to someone who has the ability to make money and run it with an iron fucking fist just like I have. Now, Santino and Johnny you have worked under me since you guys were fifteen. I appreciate all your hard work and long hours, but you guys have started to lack in your job duties.

  Shipments have been late, and that makes my clientele very unhappy. My money has been short, and that is highly unacceptable. So, I have decided to hand over everything to my sons Ka'Jaire and Malik. Sarge and Dro you are now responsible for all drug shipments to and from Colombia. Johnny and Santino you guys will work directly under them. Any and all issues will be handled by Ka'Jaire and Malik. I expect my cut of one million dollars to be hand delivered to me every thirtieth of the month. No excuses.”

  "Wow. Thanks Vinny we're honored," Malik said.

  "Call me Pops. That would be an honor to me.”

  I watched the steam as it came from Johnny and Santino's ears. I knew it would only be a matter of time before we had to off these niggas. They were highly upset. Shit, I know I would be too if I were in their shoes. Plus, they were too fucking silent for a pair of niggas who had basically just lost their rank to some new niggas. In my world, silence spoke volumes, and they were silently plotting our demise.

  "You have my word Pops; I will make you proud," I said as we all stood to our feet and toasted.

  "I know that you won't. My blood is running through your veins. It's imperative we have a meeting so that I can give you a rundown of our clients. Now I must leave; I have a meeting with Peaches. I already know she's about to rip me a new asshole.”

  "It was nice meeting you, Pops, but I think this is your last day on Earth. Peaches might kill you," Malik said, and we all laughed and nodded in agreement.

  "She's been that way since I met her," Vinny said as we all exited the restaurant.

  I would be lying if I said I wasn't happy as hell. I was already a Boss in my own right. This shit here just took my street status to a whole new motherfucking level. Sarge and Dro played that shit real cool. Game faces on at all time that was why they were on my team. I looked at Malik, and we were both on the same page.

  We had every intention on murking Johnny and Santino. They were weak links it was only a matter of time before they brought down the entire organization with their fuckups. I wasn’t for none of that shit on my motherfucking watch. They were on borrowed time, and they didn't even know it.

  ***

  The rest of the family had gone back to Chicago to tie up their loose ends and get ready for the move down to Miami. Tahari and I had yet to spend a romantic night alone since she came to Miami. Marta had the kids tucked and squared away on the east wing of the house away from the west wing, and I had a huge surprise for her. Unbeknownst to Tahari, I been had our bedroom prepared. I just never slept in it or told her about it. Mainly, because I knew that there would be tension when she arrived and found out I was indeed alive.

  The beach was practically in our back yard, so I planned a romantic candlelit dinner by the water. I hired a chef, and he prepared a three-course meal for us. I made sure to have her a couple blunts and a fifth a Remy. She had
been smoking like a chimney lately. I loved the sex when she off that Rem-Thang. There was a time she wouldn't even let me put my dick anywhere near her ass, but now she acted like she loved anal sex. That had never really been my thing, but whatever my wife wanted she got.

  "Can I take the blindfold off now baby?" Tahari asked as I walked her to the area that had been set up for us. The sheer white curtain that was draped over the Gazebo was flowing as the wind blew gently. The candles that were lit all around us made it even more romantic. Marta had really done her thing with the decorations.

  "Okay. Now you can take it off." Tahari pulled the blindfold off and covered her mouth in shock.

  "Oh, my God. Ka'Jaire this is so beautiful and romantic.” She kissed me on the lips and pulled me into her embrace.

  "I'm glad you liked it."

  "Like it. Baby, I love it. What did I do to deserve all this?"

  "You deserve all this and more for being a good wife and an even wonderful mother to my children. Tahari, I'm going to give you the world. All I want is for you to let me.”

  "Ka'Jaire, you have already given me the world. I had nothing when I met you, and now I live in a fucking house that twenty houses can fit in. I have a closet fit for a Queen. Every time I turn around, you're buying me all these expensive gifts. Don't get me wrong, I love them, however; if you had nothing, I would still be here because all I want is you.

  You complete me. I'm glad you're alive and well. I'm also worried about your new status, but as your wife I support you to the fullest. I know that you don't want me to be all up in the mix of things anymore. I'll try my best. Please know that if I have to bring Ms. Pearlie out of retirement I will. I will protect my husband and my children at any and all costs."