Baby Mama From Hell 2

by Rikenya Hunter

  Niyah Moore Presents

  Baby Mama

  From Hell 2

  Rikenya Hunter

  ~Synopsis~

  Just when they thought Gabriela had taken the hint and let them be, has Gabriela really moved on with her life for good? Your favorite couple, Neron and Kimora is back and better than ever! After agreeing to relocate back to Jacksonville and move in with Neron, Kimora must fly home to Miami and tie up loose ends with her father, leaving Neron home alone. Will everything be as it was when she returns home from her trip?

  Still up to her old tricks, Gabriela can’t stand to see Neron with anyone, but her. Irate, heartbroken and bitter from constant rejection, she won’t stop at nothing until she has Neron to herself. When she pulls her latest and biggest scheme yet, she truly feels that Neron had no choice, but to come to his senses and come back to her.

  Will Neron finally open up his eyes and see that his baby mama is the one for him or will he continue to deal with the baby mama from hell? Will Kimora get tired of Gabriela’s antics and leave Neron once and for all?

  Please check out my other titles:

  Unlucky In Love

  Hustle Hard

  Money Make Me Come

  Baby Mama From Hell

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2015 Rikenya Hunter.

  No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without permission of the publisher. For more information, please contact the publisher.

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  Acknowledgments

  First and foremost, I give my praise and thanks to God for blessing me with this talent. I’m so blessed to have found my passion. Since I was a little girl, I enjoyed writing. I used to create false news stories with my sister, Asia, and we recorded ourselves as news anchors. During the eighth grade, I started writing and keeping a journal of my daily life until I turned twenty-one years old. (I couldn’t write every day after I turned twenty-one because I became a new mom and I had no time hehehe)

  I dedicate this book to my fiancé Jeremy and our daughters, Jayloni, and Janai Glaspie. Y’all three are my world. Thank you, Jeremy, for always having my back and being so supportive. I love you three so much!

  A huge thank you to my Auntietay, Chantay Hunter. I cannot thank you enough for all the support, encouragement and love you’ve given me. You have always been there for me and I love and appreciate you so much.

  Thank you God mom, LaTanya McCants for always being so supportive. I love you!

  To my parents Cornel and Robin, my siblings Asia and Desmond, I love you guys.

  Shout-out to my good friend Jasmine Murphy, I love you, girl! Thanks for being a great friend and a true supporter of my work. I appreciate you!

  To my readers that constantly reach out to me, Dayana Lopez, Pernisha Pope, Victoriaa Morales, Jessica Sean Wilson, Tootie Williams, Farrah Clark Walton, Shekie Johnson, Cara Waller, Meagan Johnson and Desiree Emory, I thank you all for the continuous support and encouragement. I appreciate you all. <3 I’m truly sorry if I’ve forgotten any other names. I’ll make sure I get cha next time ;)

  Thank you to all my supporters! For every comment, review, sharing of my link, messages and other types of feedback, I appreciate it!

  Shout-out to the greatest publisher ever, Niyah Moore! I can’t thank you enough for believing in me. You’re such a wonderful person. I truly thank you for having me on your team. I’m living my dream and it’s because of you! You work so hard and I’m so proud of you. You’re truly a wonderful, humble and amazing person. You inspire me. I’m blessed to be taking this journey with you. You’re the greatest!

  I can’t forget my wonderful pen family, Ambiance! I love y’all! You guys are amazing and are beasts with the keys and pen. I’m so proud of all of us. We’re the best baby!

  Big shout-out to David Weaver, Cole Hart, and the entire TBRS FAM! <3

  Chapter 1

  Neron

  Between trying to keep my eyes on the road and searching for Kimora’s rental car, I looked like I had lost my mind as I sped down the road. I prayed that she was okay and that Gabriela wasn’t behind this shit. My heart pounded against my chest as if it was trying to hammer its way out. I cursed under my breath when I saw the raindrops on my window shield. I didn’t let the rain slow down my driving speed though. I drove like a bat out of hell.

  After driving twenty minutes, with no luck of seeing Kimora’s rental car, I finally made it to the airport. I got out of my car, not caring that I was parked in the incorrect spot. Thunder roared over my head as I was pelted with rain.

  “Sir, you can’t park there!” shouted the security guard, but I didn’t give a fuck.

  I needed to make sure Kimora was okay. When I entered the cold airport, I was drenched. Chills immediately ran over my body. I shivered as I darted towards the help desk. I approached a man who looked like he was having a bad day; as if being at work was the last place he wanted to be.

  “Excuse me. I need to page my girlfriend. It’s an emergency and I need to make sure she’s okay,” I said all in one breath.

  The man scrunched up his face at me as if I had two heads.

  “NOW!” I yelled, causing him to jump.

  “What’s her name?” he asked unsurely.

  “Kimora Murphy,” I replied as I looked around the airport.

  Before the employee could repeat her name, I spotted her. I knew that ass from the back and that bushy hair from anywhere. I darted towards Kimora.

  “Kimora,” I yelled.

  Some people turned around and stared, but I didn’t care. Kimora turned around and was surprised to see me before her.

  “Neron? Baby, what’s wrong? What’s going on?” she asked frantically.

  “Mora, I’m so glad you’re okay,” I sincerely said as I pulled her to my chest and wrapped my arms around her, inhaling her scent. I instantly felt relieved that she was okay.

  “Neron, what’s wrong?” Kimora asked again.

  “I had received a block phone call that said I shouldn’t have let you leave in the rental car. I thought something was going to happen to you. I tried to call you, but your phone was dead. I’m so glad you’re okay baby. You have no idea how worried I was.”

  “Oh, my gosh! What in the world! Who do you think it was?” Kimora asked.

  “My guess is as good as yours, but I feel this has Gabriela’s name all over it,” I responded.

  Kimora shook her head, looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, and kissed my lips tenderly. “Well, I’m okay baby, but I really have to get going before I miss my flight,” she said smiling.

  “Okay, I love you. Please call me, time you land in Miami,” I said.

  “I love you too, handsome. I surely will,” she said as she scurried off to check her bags.

  I watched her strut away as I heard my license plate and model of my car being said over the intercom. They were threatening to tow my car if I didn’t move it immediately. I jogged through the airport, jumped into my car, and drove off. Thoughts swirled around in my head as I tried to figure out if Gabriela had anything to do with the phone call and what her motive was. I had a feeling the craziness was far from over. For now, I was just glad that my lady was safe and I just wanted to go home and relax.

  Chapter 2

  Gabriela

  I stepped into the shower and let the hot water massage my body. I grabbed Kimora’
s peach body wash and squirted a decent amount on her pouf. I proceeded to wash my body as I imagined the pouf as Neron’s hands. I closed my eyes as I thought about him making love to me. I rinsed off and turned off the shower. I grabbed Neron’s towel and dried off. I wiped the fogged bathroom mirror and stared at my reflection. I was a pretty woman, but for the life of me, I couldn’t understand why life always gave me the short end of the stick. I was tired of always being let down or disappointed. I grew up without knowing my father, living with a verbally abusive mother and now a man that dismissed me after my mother, I fought, and I lost our child. Neron was going to take me back and love me the way I wanted him to.

  After I had dried off my body, I applied some of Kimora’s Bath and Body Works Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion. I sprayed some Viva La Juicy perfume behind my ears, on my wrists and on my inner thighs. I decided to keep the perfume, so I slipped it into my purse. I put on one of Neron’s t-shirts and boxers. I grabbed my wine glass from off the end table and trotted back to the kitchen to refill my glass.

  I sat down on the sofa and stared at my daughter’s picture. She was beautiful. If Mia was the glue that held Neron and me together, then all I needed to do was get pregnant again and he would have no choice, but to come back to me. I smiled as I thought about my plan coming into motion. After finishing my glass, I walked to the kitchen, washed it and placed it back exactly where it was. Walking out of the kitchen, I saw a laptop open. Upon scanning it, I noticed that Kimora was going to be coming back in a few days. I was going to strike the night she was due back in town. She was going to see why I was the baby mama from hell. Neron was mine and I wasn’t going any damn where.

  I grabbed my belongings, keeping on his clothes, and dipped out of the apartment, placing his key back underneath the mat. I sucked my teeth when I noticed it was raining. I shot towards my car as if my ass was on fire. Once inside my car, I cranked the engine and drove away as if I was never in their apartment.

  Chapter 3

  Neron

  As I turned the corner, I could’ve sworn that I saw Gabriela’s car, but it was hard to tell with all the rain and wind battering the car window. I pulled into my apartment complex, cut off the car and prepared to dodge the rain as best as I could. I sprinted towards my front door.

  I walked into my apartment and was relieved I made it home and knew Kimora was safe and sound. I took off my wet clothes and decided to take a shower. After my shower, I made a bowl of Ramen noodles. I had a habit of adding my own seasonings and hot sauce. That was the only way I ate them. I really wanted a pizza, but I wouldn’t feel right making a deliveryman come out in this awful weather. I wasn’t going to cook any huge meals while Kimora was out of town either, so noodles it was.

  I grabbed a cold one from the fridge, flopped down on the couch in my boxers, and put my feet up on the coffee table. I turned on the television and there was breaking news about the severe thunderstorm we were having. The rain wasn’t letting up anytime soon. It was expected to stick around for a few days. They were advising people to stay home and off the road. Thousands were without power. I was blessed that I didn’t get into an accident while I was out searching for Kimora. I silently thanked God for watching over the both of us and I prayed that Kimora would have a safe flight.

  I felt so blessed that God placed my baby Kimora back into my life. I was already counting down the days until she returned home. I needed her with me at all times. It was crazy how she made a nigga feel all giddy inside.

  After I ate my noodles and downed three beers, I decided to go to bed. I had class tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to graduate from barber school and start the life I had always wanted. Now that I had my woman back, I was ready to graduate, stack my coins and get this money.

  *

  Today was the day Kimora was coming back home. All day in class, I couldn’t concentrate because she was the only thing on my mind. I had missed my woman. She had been gone for three days. Her flight was getting in around ten tonight and I was picking her up from the airport. I refused to let her drive in this weather. The rain was still coming down pretty hard and many were still without power. The weather was nasty as fuck.

  After getting home from class, showering and eating Burger King, I decided to take a short catnap before it was time to pick up Kimora. It was something about a clean body, a full belly and the sound of the rain that equaled fucking and sleeping weather. Since Kimora wasn’t here, fucking was out for now, but sleep was in. I was setting my alarm on my phone when my power went out. I sucked my teeth. Luckily my phone was charged. I shook my head when I looked out the window and saw that the street and complex was completely dark. I silently hoped that it wouldn’t take long for JEA to cut the electricity back on.

  Chapter 4

  Gabriela

  I sat in my car in Neron’s apartment complex as the wind howled, the thunder rumbled and the rain lashed against the car windows. I knew this would be the perfect time to sneak into Neron’s house. As I was turning off my car, the whole apartment complex and street went completely dark. The power is out! This was perfect and way too easy.

  I couldn’t wait to have Neron in my presence again. The man was gorgeous. Papi was the color of the candy Sugar Babies. He always had a great dress code and was very cautious of his looks. He had a Steve Harvey piano-key smile that would light up any room. His hair was always short and fresh. He always rocked a fresh line up and his hair looked like Jacksonville Beach with all the waves that occupied his head. Not to mention, the man was tall, I’m talking 6’2. Not to mention, he has big feet and you know what they say about men with big feet. Lord, just thinking about this man had me feeling like I was going to pass out.

  I dug into my purse and pulled out Kimora’s perfume that I had stolen the other day. I quickly sprayed on a decent amount on my body. I pulled my long tresses into a bun, not wanting my hair to give my identity away. I made sure my trench coat was tied tightly and my camera was tucked away in my pocket. I grabbed my umbrella, opened the driver side door and opened the umbrella. I stepped out of the car as the rain poured down around me and the thunder and lightning put on a show. I ran towards Neron’s front door in long strides, as my peep toe heels splashed in puddles. I finally made it to the hallway and dropped my umbrella, out of breath. I lifted up the welcome mat and wasn’t surprised that the front door key was right where I knew it would be.

  I was taking a chance by just walking into Neron’s apartment without warning, but that was a risk I was willing to take. I inserted the key into the keyhole and slowly turned the knob. Surprisingly, I wasn’t nervous. I was excited. Adrenaline filled my body as I thought about seeing Neron.

  I walked into the apartment and as expected it was dark as hell. I had to feel around the room to guide myself. I heard Neron snoring in the bedroom and quickly untied my trench coat. I grabbed my camera from out of the pocket and tossed the coat on the sofa.

  I wished Neron could see how stunning I was looking in this black sexy lace top and matching corset panties, but it was too dark since the power was out. Many have told me that I favored Adrienne Bailon because I had that New York swag, Latina accent and was fun size.

  I strolled towards Neron’s bedroom that he shared with Kimora. I had to use the walls as guidance since it was so dark. I couldn’t see shit, but I knew that snore from anywhere. He had a horrible habit of snoring, but hearing him snore right now, was actually music to my ears. I swiftly turned on my camera and sat it up on the dresser, directly in front of the bed.

  I noticed his cell phone blinking near the bed. I hurriedly snatched it up and cracked the password. He was so predictable with his passwords. It was Mia’s due date. I quickly sent myself a text from his phone so I could have his number since he had blocked me from calling him and then changed his number. After I had sent the text to myself, I deleted it, so he obviously wouldn’t suspect anything.

  I walked back to the dresser and pressed the record button on the camera. I wasted no time as
I hoped on the bed and mounted Neron’s muscular and chiseled body. I leaned in as my breasts touched his bare chest and stuck my nose under his neck. He smelled damn good. I inhaled his scent. He stirred in his sleep and I began softly kissing his neck. He started moaning.

  “Umm, Kimora baby,” he grunted, half asleep.

  I only replied, “Um hmmm” as I continued to plant kisses on my man.

  I didn’t give a fuck how I trapped him. He was going to be mine. He palmed my ass and I was so glad that the room was dark; otherwise he might’ve caught me.

  I slithered down to his boxers and pulled out his erect penis. It was standing at attention. I hurriedly wrapped my mouth around his chocolate stick, secured my hand at the base, and went to work. I had to show him what he was missing. I knew Kimora couldn’t suck his dick like I could. I bobbed my head up and down and took him deeper into my throat. Neron started moaning and reached for my hair, a habit he always had when he was getting good head. I quickly shooed his hands away for fear that he would obviously know the difference between Kimora and my hair.

  I started gently massaging his balls as Neron moaned. I felt his dick throbbing in my mouth and knew that I was on my shit. I released him from my mouth, not wanting him to come yet. I moved my panties to the side and slide down on his dick. I shuddered once I realized that I was making love to my baby father, again. He felt amazing as I started rocking back and forth. Neron wrapped his arms around my waist and I began to ride him like I was in the Kentucky Derby. I wanted him to yearn for me the way that I ached for him.

  I leaned down and placed my lips against his. He sucked on my bottom lip, just the way I liked it and I stuck my tongue into his mouth. I sat up and placed my right hand around his neck and my left hand on his chest as I rode him.