When Bae's a Boss

by Lucinda John

  “Maybe I should fly to Fort Lauderdale and handle that nigga.” Robert said causing me to laugh.

  “My husband is a Godfrey. He can wipe out your entire family tree without even lifting a finger. Don’t set yourself up for the kill baby.” I truthfully told him.

  If Robert tried to confront him not only would he die for stepping to Mayhem he would also die because they would be able to see the similarities between him and Mace. Jane already had her suspicions that Mace wasn’t Mayhem’s, and I knew Mayhem felt the same way. I was stressing day- by- day praying Mayhem wouldn’t find the courage to get Mace tested.

  “Ahhhhh” I moaned feeling Robert slide in me.

  His dick wasn’t as big as Mayhem, but it was a nice enough size to satisfy my needs. He spread my legs as far as the could go as he dug deep in my guts. My pussy was wet and gushy and starting farting because of the way he was hitting it. The sounds of his grunts, mixed with my wetness had me turned on so I started throwing my pussy at him, matching him thrust for thrust.

  “Damn girl.” he groaned before we came together.

  *****

  “What’s the deal?” I asked sitting in front of my lawyer.

  “We could tell them that we don’t agree with his terms and that we want to negotiate.” she replied.

  “Will that prolong the divorce?” I asked.

  “Yes, the judge will not divorce you until you two are able to come to an agreement in terms of the kids, child support, and property. I must say Mrs. Godfrey I don’t see a reason to negotiate he is basically giving you everything. All the property you two purchased together, a hefty child support and alimony.” she replied adjusting her glasses. “Why are you fighting him?” she asked.

  “I don’t want to split custody. I want to have full custody of my kids and he can have them two weekends out the month.” I replied.

  That wasn’t the real reason I wanted to fight everything, but I couldn’t tell her that. I just needed to stay married to Mayhem long enough for me to run the bitch he was with away. I figured she was the real reason he wanted a divorce and with her out the picture I could have my normal life back. I would figure out some bullshit to tell Robert so I could both have my cake and eat it as well.

  “I can file the motion right now.”

  “Thank you.” I replied placing a thick stack of bills on her desk to show my appreciation. She fingered the stack of bills before nodding her head. We were on the same page, Mayhem wasn’t going to get his last name so easily. I’d be damned if the next bitch rock what’s rightfully mine.

  Placing my bumble bee framed glasses over my eyes to block Florida’s hot sun, I made my way to my Lexus coupe and headed to my next appointment. The moment I got wind of this new bitch Mayhem was messing with I had hired the best private investigator money could buy. I was running five minutes late thanks to traffic, but I was anxious to see what he had come up with.

  “You’re late.” he said as I sat in the chair in front of him.

  “Traffic.” I replied placing a stack of money in front of him.

  “You’re forgiven.” he smiled as he reached in his bag. He pulled out an envelope.

  “Did you find anything juicy?” I asked.

  “She is a certified hoe.” he replied causing me to smile.

  He slid the folder over to me, and I was like a kid on Christmas morning. Tearing it open I was hit with numerous of nude pictures of Tineah aka Tiny. I wasn’t one to hate, but her body was too thick for my personal taste. Compared to me she was just one big black fat pig. Yes, I could see where Mayhem would have shown interest in her, he always had a thing for curvaceous woman, and I on the other hand had no desire to be that big. I was happy with my toned body.

  “Where did you get these pictures?” I asked.

  “Backpage, Craiglist, Sugar Daddy, just to name a few, I included a list in the folder.

  “Anything else.”

  “She has a son, who she no longer has custody of.”

  “Ok Mayhem probably already knows that.” I waved him off.

  “The father is a detective.” he said gaining my interest.

  “A detective.” I slyly grinned.

  “Yes a doughnut eating, coffee drinking pig.”

  “Thank you so much! I could kiss you right now.” I jumped up and down. “Please tell me you got his information.”

  “In the folder.” he replied making my day.

  “Since you blessed me I’mm bless you.” I said putting another stack on the table.

  “Call me if you need me.” he replied satisfied with the nice tip I gave him.

  “Oh I will be calling.” I said before grabbing the envelope and walking off.

  I couldn’t help the cool-aid smile that appeared on my face as I walked to my car. Mayhem may have known about the baby, but I was willing to bet my last dollar that he had no idea her baby daddy was a pig. He would have never given her a second look if he was aware of this information. I could have run to Mayhem and put him up on game, but I didn’t want to let her off so easy. I was going to use this information to my advantage and carefully plot my next move. For now, I was going to use these pictures as a puppet to pull the strings in their overnight relationship. When I finished Tineah would just be a distant memory.

  Mayhem

  “Daddy look at my hair.” Malia ran towards me to show me her fresh braids.

  “They look nice.” I smiled.

  “Thank you, Tiny did them for me, she did Mariah’s hair too.” she beamed with excitement.

  “I take it you girls had a good time with Tiny.”

  “Yes, daddy we like her, she’s so much fun!”

  Hearing that made my heart smile. Tiny and I have been dating for a little over a month now, and I decided to finally introduce her to my children. Despite Macy’s coming up with bullshit to prolong the divorce Tiny still stood by my side. She understood I was more anxious than she was to receive the final divorce papers and that I had no desire to be with Macy.

  “Is Tiny going to be my new step mommy?” Malia asked.

  “I don’t know for sure, we have to do more investigation before we can determine that.”

  “Can I help you do investigation too?” she asked.

  “Yes, you can help me investigate.” I chuckled.

  When I walked into the kitchen I spotted Mariah sitting at the table eating some chips while Mace stood with his litter arms wrapped around Tiny’s leg as she cooked. Mace wasn’t friendly, so to see that he was loving Tiny made me smile. My kids liking Tiny was a deal breaker for me. The woman in my life was going to be a part of my children’s life so I had to make sure my kids were comfortable with her.

  “You tryna steal my woman man?” I asked making my way over to them.

  “DADDY!!” Mariah yelled jumping out of her chair and into my arms.

  “Hey baby.” I replied kissing her.

  “You like my hair?” she asked.

  “Yes, baby I love it.”

  “Thanks! Tiny did it!!”

  “Ok girls go wash up for dinner.” Tiny said causing them to run towards the bathroom.

  “You’re doing a good job ma.” I replied kissing her on the lips before bending down to pick up Mace.

  “Thanks baby. They’re very cool kids, very respectful.” she replied stirring a pot of mashed potatoes.

  “I see, Mace over here trying to take you from me.”

  “I’ll let him too, he is too cute.” she replied kissing him on the cheeks.

  I caught a hint of sadness in her eyes that I was about to question, but the girls came running back in.

  “Look Tiny, our hands are clean.” They both said together causing Tiny to giggle.

  “They do that all the time.” I said.

  “I noticed.” she replied.

  The twins helped Tiny set the table, and we all sat around it and enjoyed a meal of mash potatoes, baked chicken and green beans. It wasn’t the best meal in the world; however, I ate it as if it was pr
epared by my mother. Tiny had spent all day on Youtube determined to cook this meal, and I wouldn’t dare put her down. She definitely got an A for effort.

  After dinner, Tiny gave the kids a bath while I cleaned up the kitchen. When she was done, I read them a story and tucked them in. This was their last night with us before their mom took them to New York to visit her mother. I was far from a dumb nigga, I knew Macy had a nigga up there gassing her head up, but I couldn’t understand why we couldn’t come to an agreement so that our marriage could end once and for all.

  “I liked seeing you with my kids.” I said as I watched tiny slip a bonnet cap over her head.

  “Yeah.” she replied.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  “Nothing.” she shrugged.

  “Are you having baby fever?

  “Hell no. I’m just nervous about starting school next week.” she replied.

  “You sure?”

  “Yes. I’m fine bae.” she replied with a weak smile.

  Something was off with her, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I figured it had to do something with my divorce taking forever to finalize so I decided to leave it alone. Walking over to where she was, I pushed her dress back and entered. If my words weren’t going to console her then this big dick would.

  *****

  “We need to talk.” Ed said entering my office.

  Ed was running a few fast food restaurant chains that I had my money invested in. This was one of the top five businesses I was involved in that made me good money. All of my other business ventures were slowly picking up, but I knew they would take off in due time.

  “Talk to me Ed, what’s up?” I asked closing my office door behind him.

  “This.” he replied slapping photos on my desk.

  “Where the fuck did you get this from?” I asked clenching my jaw.

  “I’m not sure, it appeared on my desk. I don’t know what kind of sick joke this is, but I’m going to have to cut all business ties with you.”

  “What the fuck do you mean cut all business ties with me Ed?”

  “This is your girlfriend right?” He asked pointing at the photos that were now face down on my desk.

  “Yes. You know that I brought her to the company luncheon.”

  “My point exactly! If the endorsers didn’t already see her face I could have swept this under the rug. Everyone knows that this prostitute is dealing with you. Everyone is threatening to walk if I don’t drop you. I can’t afford to lose you, but not the endorsers.”

  “Where did you get these photos?” I asked with clenched jaws.

  “I’m not sure where it came from, there was no delivery address, but everyone has them now. I think you should watch the company you keep, it’s not good for business. I will have my attorney contact your attorney so we can end things on a good note.” he said before walking out of the door.

  To say I was pissed was an understatement. Running the food chain game with Ed was bringing me real, good money. I wasn’t hurting behind the money I easily could make three times that flipping drugs. Money would always be plentiful as long as I stayed in the drug game. I wasn’t trying to hustle forever; however, I wasn’t going to stop until I had all of my businesses on a foundation that was firm enough to make more money than I was making trapping. I was finally getting somewhere with investing with Ed and his uptight golf playing cigar smoking near death buddies, but now because of Tiny’s past I lost it all.

  “Fuck!” I yelled kicking my desk over.

  “What happened with Ed?” Maleek asked walking in my office with Ramsey in tow.

  “He dropped me.” I answered.

  “Why the fuck did he do that?” Ramsey asked.

  “Somehow old pictures of Tiny ending up in one of his boardroom meetings.”

  “What kind of pictures?” Maleek asked.

  “They type I ain’t trying to show you.”

  “Damn I told you about fucking with that slut man.” Ramsey snapped.

  “Watch your fucking mouth!” I yelled.

  “Nah I’m speaking real shit! Out of all the bitches you could bag, you go find you a hoodrat from the strip club! A bitch with a past so fucked up that no matter how much you try to clean her up she still gon’ be labeled as a fucking hoe!” he yelled.

  WHAM!

  I punched him in the jaw with force causing him to stumble backwards.

  “Watch your fucking mouth when you’re talking about my bitch!” I snapped. “If my bitch a slut that makes yours one too since they grew up together. Birds of a feather flock together nigga.” I spat.

  WHAM!

  Ramsey somehow regained his strength and came back and popped me in the eye. I was seeing red as I lunged towards him in attempt to fuck his ass up. Ramsey tried to stand toe- to- toe with me, but he was failing miserably. I was trained to kill a man with my bare hands, something our father hadn’t taught him. I knew where to hit his ass to have him seeing stars. As me and Ramsey tore up my office I couldn’t help but feel proud of my brother, despite me beating his ass he never slowed down his punches.

  “Iight man that’s enough.” Maleek said breaking us apart.

  The only reason Maleek was able to get us separated was because I grew tired of beating this nigga’s ass. If I was still in my beast mode it’d probably take six motherfuckers to pry me off of Ramsey. His mouth was too reckless at times, and he needed to be taught a lesson.

  “Bruh I’m not gon’ tell you to watch your mouth when it comes to my bitch.” I replied as my chest rose and fell.

  “You respect my mine I respect yours.” he said wiping the blood from his face with his shirt.

  “We straight?” I asked.

  “Always, brothers for life.” he replied as I pulled him in as a hug.

  “I almost had your ass tho.” he chuckled.

  “Yeah, you got heart lil nigga.” I replied with a few chuckles of my own.

  Just like that we were good. Even as kids we would always fight and afterwards it was as if nothing happened. I never held a grudge against my brothers. I would lay hands on them to get my point across then we’d return to our regular activities .

  “Have Brittini clean fix up this mess I’m out.” I said.

  “Do I have to follow you home to make sure you don’t lay hands on the poor girl?”

  “Nah I’m good.” I waved him off.

  Tiny

  “Tiny you always bring me the best gifts.” Elijah smiled.

  “You know you straight with me.” I replied.

  “Now it’s time for bed buddy.” I replied tucking him in.

  After allowing him to read to me three of his favorite books, we recited the prayer my grandma taught him, and it was lights out for my lil man. As I watched him lay in his queen size bed, I couldn’t help but wonder how life would be if I had custody of him. Having Mayhem’s kids around really had me missing Elijah something serious, but because Mayhem knew nothing about him I had to hold it all in.

  I walked around Elijah’s room and made sure everything was cleaned up before walking out. Every night, I left my baby it felt like I was leaving a piece of myself behind. I wanted to so badly be his mother, but the fear of me fucking up kept holding me back. I was finally getting my life on track, and I knew getting my son back was something I wanted to do.

  “I’m proud of you Tiny.” My grandmother said.

  “I’m proud of myself too. I’m grateful for meeting Mayhem, he saw the good in my when all everyone could see was a money hungry hoe.”

  “You did what you had to do, it wasn’t the life you chose so stop beating yourself up about it. I know I say this all the time, but you need to get Elijah back.”

  “I know, I’ll handle it soon.” I replied. “Thank you ma, see you later.” I kissed her on the cheeks. “Lock up and don’t let my mama in here.”

  The whole drive home was spent with me thinking of way to tell Mayhem about Elijah. I was hoping and praying that he would understand my decision to
keep him a secret. I knew Mayhem would flip a switch, our relationship was still fresh so I didn’t know if this would be something he could forgive me for. Mayhem was very big on his kids so by me keeping Elijah away would probably make me look like an unfit mother to him.