Black Diamond 3: Lucky Chance (Urban Books)

by Brittani Williams

  Now, he had it all. Everything that was his, even his woman, was now Black’s. Tommy looked at him and began waving his hands in front of his face to break his stare.

  “Yo, what the hell are you thinking about, man?” He laughed as he turned to look at him.

  “I was just thinking about Kemp and something that he once said to me. He told me that I would have everything that was his when he was dead and gone.”

  “What the hell made you think about that?”

  “Because I used to feel bad about being here and I felt like I didn’t deserve it.”

  “Man, if anybody deserves it you do. You deserve it all, even Diamond.”

  Black looked at him and just nodded his head. At least there was someone on this earth who felt the way that he did. He looked back on his life and the way that things had turned out. He was satisfied with that and he was looking his future in the eye, ready to take it head on. Now looking at Tommy and knowing what he’d done for him he could see how Kemp felt the way that he did back then. Black lifted his glass and turned it in Tommy’s direction.

  “In the words of Kemp, when I’m dead and gone there’s no one else I’d want to have everything that’s mine. Even my woman or bitch as he’d say.” Black laughed. “On some real shit, Tommy, that person is you. When I’m not here it’s all yours and I mean that shit from the heart.”

  Tommy looked at him as if there was something that he wanted to say. He wasn’t sure what the look was for but he sat silent for a minute or two before he raised his glass to Black’s, looked at him, and said, “That’s real shit, and I’ll handle it with care!”

  “What is it, Tommy. I can’t take it anymore,” Diamond yelled, breaking his moment of silence.

  “I got word that Johnny is behind the murders of Black and Dior. I—” He was cut off by Diamond.

  “What? Johnny? I can’t believe that, Tommy. Why would he do that, Tommy? He loves me.”

  “Correction, Diamond: he loved you. That’s some little puppy-love shit that went out the window the moment you shot his sister.”

  “He wasn’t a street dude, Tommy. Who does he even know who would do that?” she asked, still trying not to believe that her first love had ruined her life.

  “You meet a lot of people on the inside, Diamond. I got this info from a reputable source and they told me that he planned all of this shit with some nigga named Reed who was paroled. I haven’t located Reed yet but I have people out trying to find out who the hell he is.”

  “I can’t believe this, Tommy. This shit is all my fault.” She began to cry. “What am I going to do? Does this mean that he wants me dead too?”

  “I don’t know, Diamond, but you don’t have to worry about that. I have your back and I’m going to make sure that no one can hurt you.” Tommy reached out to hug Diamond in an attempt to console her.

  “Am I even safe in my home?” she cried.

  “I’m not taking you home. I’m going to take you to my house and I will have someone watching you anytime that I have to leave. I’m taking you there now. I really don’t want you to worry about this. If you know one thing about me it’s that I keep my word and I promise you I will get everything under control. Do you trust me?” he asked, staring her in the eye.

  “Yes, I trust you,” she said, wiping the tears from her cheeks.

  “Okay, let’s go.” Tommy turned on the car and pulled out of the parking spot, heading toward his house. He had a lot of things to take care of and planned on keeping her safe by any means necessary.

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Expect the Unexpected

  “Where are you going?” Tommy asked as Diamond emerged from the bedroom wearing a short black dress that hugged all of her curves.

  “Uh last time I checked I was grown, Tommy,” she replied with a twisted lip.

  “Diamond, I can’t protect you if you’re going to just run around the street unsupervised. Looks like you have a date or something to me with that tight-ass dress on,” he replied with a bit of force in his voice.

  “As a matter of fact, I do have a date, Tommy, and I really appreciate you keeping watch over me and all, but you’re not my father or my man, okay?” she said, heading toward the bedroom door. Since meeting Chance, Diamond had decided to give him a try even if just to keep her mind off the drama for a little while.

  “I’m not your man yet,” he replied, stopping her in her tracks.

  “Yet? What the hell does that mean?” She turned around to face him.

  “It means exactly that, Diamond. Come on, you know how I feel about you, and there is no way that I’m going to sit back and watch you ride off into the sunset with the next nigga when I’ve been down for you since day one.”

  “I can’t do this with you right now, Tommy, I’m already late.”

  “Well, I will be here when you come back, believe that. This conversation isn’t over, and your little date, he may have won you for the night, but I’m sure to win you for the rest of your life.”

  She stood there with chills running through her body. She’d tried for years to hide her own feelings because of Black, and now that Black was gone there wasn’t anything keeping them apart besides her. Tommy made it loud and clear that he wanted her but she fought with herself to give in, and decided to go on with her date, thinking that maybe she’d be able to deal with it better when she returned or, better yet, maybe he’d forget all about it. Instead of responding she turned and walked out of the room.

  Tommy didn’t bother to follow her, confidant that things would work out in his favor. He grabbed his cell phone from the pocket of his jeans and dialed Tip, one of the men he’d hired to keep an eye on Diamond.

  “Yo,” Tip yelled into the receiver.

  “She’s on her way out. I need you to follow her,” he instructed.

  “Got it,” he replied before ending the call.

  Diamond exited the house and looked over at Tip’s car before she hit the alarm on her own car. She was certain that Tommy had already instructed him to follow her but she didn’t plan on letting any of that ruin her evening. She was on her way to meet the mystery man who went by the name of Chance. Since the night that she’d met him almost a week prior they’d kept in contact via phone. She was excited to finally get out and have that companionship that she’d missed since Black’s murder. Unaffected by Tip’s trailing vehicle she blasted her Beyoncé CD and sang every word.

  She arrived at the restaurant twenty minutes later, only five minutes later than she was supposed to. She walked into the dining room to find Chance already seated. He stood from the chair when the hostess escorted Diamond over to the table. He was dressed all in black with Gucci sneakers and a Gucci belt to match. His watch almost blinded her as she approached. He immediately reached out to give her a hug and gently inhaled, smelling the fragrance that she had generously applied before leaving the house.

  “You look beautiful,” he said, looking her up and down.

  “Aww thanks, you look very handsome tonight.” She smiled.

  After they were both seated he didn’t waste any time sparking up a conversation. “I couldn’t wait to see you tonight. I couldn’t stop thinking about you ever since we met.”

  “If you’re trying to make me blush, it’s working. I can appreciate a man who knows how to make me smile.” She giggled.

  “Oh, I’m a professional at that. Shit, that’s listed on my business card.” He laughed. “But naw, really, I think that you are one of the sexiest women I’ve seen in a long time. I’m really glad that you decided to come out with me.”

  “Well, you were practically stalking me.” She laughed.

  “Oh, you gonna play me like that, huh?” He laughed.

  “I’m just being honest,” she joked. “But tell me more about yourself, Mr. Chance, because right now there’s a bit of mystery and I’m not sure if I’m one hundred percent comfortable with that.”

  “Mystery?”

  “Yeah,” she replied with a smi
le.

  “Well, Ms. Diamond, there isn’t much to know about me. I’m a hustler by nature, a fighter by necessity, a gentleman by experience, and a provider by mentality. Does that it explain it all?” He paused.

  Diamond sat there without a word. She wondered if dancing around the question was a bad sign. She hadn’t been able to get many clear answers out of him since she’d met him. Most of their phone conversations had been about her and most of the time he’d find a way to turn the attention back on her whenever she tried to give him a survey. The more that he avoided her questions the more she’d ask. She wasn’t giving up that easily.

  “No, that doesn’t explain it all; that’s all superficial if you ask me. I’m trying to find out about the man inside, the things that you can’t see from the outside. All of that is skin deep.”

  He began to laugh before speaking. “Diamond, you’re funny as hell, but real, and I can appreciate that. We’ll have plenty of time to talk about me. I’m just merely trying to enjoy this date. I mean you only promised me one date so why not enjoy it?”

  Diamond shook her head, realizing that he was obviously more stubborn than she thought. She glanced over to the bar and noticed Tip sitting there with a glass, watching her. She immediately became annoyed but because she didn’t want Chance to realize his presence she tried to play it off as if she’d never seen him.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked, noticing the quick change in her facial expression.

  “Oh, nothing, I thought I saw someone I knew that’s all.”

  “Don’t worry. I know your guard dog is over there keeping watch. Don’t fret, it doesn’t bother me. I know all about your husband’s murder so I expected some extra company on this date.”

  Shocked she replied, “Huh? How did you?”

  “I know more than you think I know, Ms. Diamond, and soon you’ll know more about me. But let’s continue this date and make the best of it. If he wants to watch, let’s give him a show.” He leaned across the table and grabbed Diamond by the chin before softly kissing her on the lips.

  She didn’t resist, as his lips were as soft as butter and as sweet as honey. Tip stopped drinking his drink and picked up his cell to make a call to Tommy to update him on the scenery.

  “Yo,” Tommy yelled into the receiver.

  “I’m sitting here watching her, and this nigga just kissed her. I think he knows that I’m watching.”

  “Who is this muthafucker anyway?” Tommy yelled, immediately annoyed.

  “I don’t know. I’m gonna snap a picture and send it to you. In the meantime I’ll keep a close watch and I will hit you back if I see anything else.”

  “Make sure she doesn’t go home with this nigga either. I need to find out who the fuck he is.”

  “Okay,” Tip agreed before hanging up the phone.

  Diamond and Chance continued their conversation unaffected by Tip’s presence. As promised, he calmly snapped a photo of Chance from his cell phone and sent it to Tommy. Diamond was beginning to enjoy the conversation. The two sat and talked in between bites. Neither of them was really interested in their meals as their exchanges were enticing. The waitress has since dropped of the check as the two continued their conversation.

  “So what made you want to talk to me?” Diamond asked.

  “I thought I already told you. You caught my eye when I first walked in. You were the most beautiful woman in the building and I just had to have you.”

  “Have me? Is that right?” she said, placing her hand on her hip.

  “Yeah, that’s what I said. Look, I’m a cocky nigga and I know it. My conversation got you here with me tonight so I know that it will get you to my house eventually.”

  “Oh, really?” she said with attitude, though she was impressed by his confidence.

  “Really. I don’t go at anything without the intention of coming out a winner. I plan on taking home the trophy and that trophy is you.”

  “Trophy, huh? Is that all you see me as? I’ve been a trophy wife before, not really trying to go that route again.”

  “Not at all. I’m just saying I’m going to win you over, you’ll see.”

  “And what about tonight? What are your plans for this evening?” she asked with a smile.

  “This evening, I’ve already done what I wanted to. I just wanted to entertain you. I’m not trying to get you in the bed tonight, but that’s damn sure my plan eventually.”

  She laughed, but deep down she was hoping that he would have taken her home. She could definitely use a bit of sexual healing. “I’ll accept that,” she replied.

  “Cool. Well, let me walk you to your car then so your watchdog can sit.” He began to laugh. Chance placed two crisp one hundred dollar bills on the table to take care of the bill and tip.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  Chance walked her to the car and gave her a long hug before backing away and kissing her once more. She got in the car with a huge smile on her face. For the first time since Black’s and Dior’s deaths she finally had something to look forward to.

  She headed back to Tommy’s house, though she wanted to go home. She knew that it would be a night filled with argument if she went anywhere else besides his house, and she wasn’t really in the mood for fighting after such a great night.

  After pulling up in front of Tommy’s house she waved at Tip, who pulled up just behind her. She wanted him to know that she knew he was trailing her. She entered the house and took her shoes off at the door, hoping that Tommy was asleep.

  “So you had a nice time?” Tommy said, appearing from the dark living room.

  “Damn, Tommy, you scared me. Why are you hiding in the dark and shit?” she asked, walking over to turn on the light.

  “I’m not hiding. You see me don’t you?”

  “Yes, I see you, Tommy. Thanks for almost ruining my date having Tip practically sitting at the damn table.”

  “I do that because I care about you, Diamond. I don’t know why the hell you needed a date anyway when I’m right here,” he said, moving close to her.

  “Please, Tommy, I’m really tired,” she said as she backed away, trying to avoid letting the feelings she had for him rise to the surface.

  “Diamond, stop fighting me. I know that you want me just as much as I want you.” He moved in closer, backing her up against the wall.

  “Tommy, please.” She resisted as he grabbed her by the waist and leaned his body on hers, forcing her to stand still.

  Without warning his lips touched hers. He moved them from side to side, rubbing them against his, savoring the moment before gently forcing his tongue in between her lips. Once his tongue met hers she obliged, no longer fighting him. She could feel his dick rising in his lounge pants, bumping up against her pussy. She felt her panties getting moist as the kiss began to get more passionate. He used both of his hands to lift her dress above her waist and grabbed both sides of her lace thong and pulled them down. He quickly turned her around to face the wall and dropped his pants in one swift motion. He backed up toward the chair that sat against the wall in the hallway and sat down, pulling her on top of him. Her pussy was soaking wet as his dick slid deep inside of her. He lifted up off of the seat slightly as she moved up and down on his dick.

  “Oh shit, Diamond. Damn this pussy is so wet,” he said aloud.

  Besides a few moans she silently rode his dick like a rollercoaster, trying to avoid screaming as the girth of his dick was much bigger than she was used to. She used the handles of the chair as leverage, afraid to let him fill her completely.

  “Don’t run from this dick, take it all,” he said, trying to lift his body to go deeper inside of her. He moved his body in a circular motion until she let out a load moan, followed by the trembling of both of her legs. “Are you cumming, baby?” he asked.

  “Oh shit, oh shit,” she moaned, feeling her cum running out of her body and down the shaft of his dick. Her walls were contracting around his dick as he quickly stood her up and bent her over the ch
air with his dick still buried inside of her. With his hands forcing her back into a deep arch he pumped his dick in and out of her with force causing his body to slap loudly against her ass. He drilled her like a machine, causing her to cum three more times before he exploded inside of her.

  “Boy, I don’t know what you are trying to do to me,” she said as he stood her up and embraced her from behind with his dick still inside of her.

  “I’m trying to make you love me, that’s all,” he replied. “I’m not done yet though. I just want to get you up to the bed so I can really get inside of you.”

  “Well, come on and finish what you started,” she said before forcing him to release his grip. She walked toward the stairs and used her finger to motion for him to follow.

  He laughed looked up to the ceiling and said, “Thank you,” before following her up to the bedroom. Though the night didn’t begin as he planned, it couldn’t have ended any more perfectly than it had.

  Chapter Twenty-three

  The Unimaginable

  “I hope she’s here,” Jasmine said to Octavia as they stood on Diamond’s step. They’d been looking for her for the past three weeks, trying to give her the word on the street. They finally saw her car parked in the driveway and took a chance at knocking. A few seconds later Diamond opened the door, dressed in a long maxi dress and a pair of jeweled flats.

  “Girl, we’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Jasmine said, giving Diamond a hug. Octavia followed her, making her way into the foyer of Diamond’s house.

  “What’s so important, ladies? You know I’ve been trying to get shit settled over here. What’s up?” she asked.

  “Have you heard from Kiki?” Jasmine asked, sitting down on the sofa.

  “No, I haven’t heard from her. Why?”

  “So you haven’t heard either?” Jasmine asked with a look of fear in her eyes.

  “I think you should sit down,” Octavia chimed in.

  “Sit down for what? Just tell me. What is it?”

  “Well, word on the street is your girl Kiki, your supposed-to-be sister, supposed-to-be best friend in the world—”