Jacob & Aaliyah: You Belong to Me
By: Domaneque Banks
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This is a work of fiction.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
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Author’s Note
Jacob & Aaliyah : You Belong To Me is a re-release of the original manuscript titled You Belong To Me.
Domaneque Banks
Dedication
I am so humble to have reached book number 3. God has truly been guiding me along this new journey. I'm so thankful for my family and pen sisters who encourage me. My babies, for pushing mommy to work hard. Staring into their eyes I can't help but to go hard for them. They are the reason why I pull the all nighters and continue to push myself each and every day to become a New York Times Bestseller. Mommy loves you Skkyla, TJ, and Makayla. To my readers, I appreciate you so much from the bottom of my heart. Be blessed and continue to ride this journey with me. #HappyReading #TeamBanks
Prologue
I slowly whined my hips up and down my lover Devonte's thick shaft. His dick hit the walls of my pussy with a force like never before. Each stroke sending me into a high that no blunt could ever do.
" Shit, keep riding daddy dick!" He moaned deeply in my ear as he smacked my ass so hard that I knew instantly it would leave an imprint on my flesh.
I sucked his neck with my tongue as if I could leave hickies on his chocolate skin. He loved it when I sucked on him, it sent him into a wild frenzy. Flipping me over on my back, he massaged my pussy with his dick like a masseuse. His dick was so big that it touched my spine. I couldn’t deny the sensations that were beginning to contract my g spot. I growled, moaned, and bit my bottom lip. It was always like this. He would come and fill my head up with the same tired ass lines and give me unbelievable sex, the kind that makes your toes curl.
It was always, it will never happen again baby, or I never meant to hurt you. Feeling myself about to climax, the tears fell from my eyes as I knew this would be the last time Devonte would ever be able to give me the tingling sensation that I felt between my thighs. I could no longer take his lies or his cheating ways. He would never change and deep down I knew that.
" Oooh baby I wanna taste you, don’t cum just yet," I said as I felt his dick about to explode. Getting off the king size bed I stood in front of him and placed his chocolate stick inside my mouth savoring the taste.
Devonte was in heaven as I looked up at him to see his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Reaching underneath the bed I grabbed the knife and held it my hand. My palms were sweaty knowing what was coming next. " Fuck, I’m bout to cum!!" Devonte moaned. Closing my eyes, I suddenly slashed the knife into Devonte's stomach over and over. His body slammed back down against the bed, once I started I couldn’t stop. This motherfucker really thought I was gonna continue to put up with his bullshit. I had finally had enough. He wasn’t gonna continue to play me for a fool. By the time I opened my eyes I knew he was dead.
Blood and semen covered my face and Devonte laid in a pool of blood on my black satin sheets. Damn I was gonna miss him, but he should of known not to fuck with a female like me. Noticing his eyes were still open, I slowly kissed both eyelids and shut them closed with my fingers. Holding the knife to my chest I adjusted Devonte’s arms so he could cuddle me one last time in his embrace. "Goodnight my love. See you next lifetime.” I whispered as I fell asleep in his arms.
Chapter 1 - Aaliyah
Two years later....
Another day, another dollar was the motto in my head as I woke up in Las Vegas in my new condo. Moving from Delaware had been hard but I was determined to start over in a new city and town. I had found a wonderful job in Vegas as a personal assistant to one of the biggest lawyers in town, Jacob Young. His law firm Young & CO had taken off within the past 6 months and all of the hottest celebrity stars were trying to hunt him down to book him as their lawyer. He was the best in the city and I was honored that he was giving me the chance to be his assistant despite my lack of education in my field.
I mean I had the experience but due to my crazy lifestyle in Delaware, I just wasn’t as focused to go to school full time for something that I was interested in. Stretching my arms above my head I turned up my radio and jammed to some old school New Edition on the radio. It was my first day on the job and I wanted to be dressed to impress. I pulled out my black suit that left everything that I wanted to be revealed to the imagination. Don’t get me wrong, I was all about being professional, but it was no way I was coming to work for Jacob Young looking like some old dried up grandma. This 5’5 slim waist and big ass wasn’t gonna do me or anyone else any justice all covered up, so I made it my duty to be classy and sexy at the same damn time.
Just as I was about to get my day started by taking a shower and flat ironing my hair, my phone started to ring. Picking it up on the first ring I already knew it was my sister calling me again to be aggy. She was just one of the many reasons why I chose to leave Delaware and get as far away from as possible, all of them were so money hungry.
"Yes," I answered the phone dry as hell.
"Well good morning to you too bitch. I was just seeing if you got settled into your new spot.” Danyelle said trying to play the innocent role.
"I'm good Danyelle, now what do you want? I gotta work this morning. Something your ass needs to be doing."
Danyelle could never keep a job. She was always trying to get up under the next nigga to get him to take care of her. As soon as the fun ran out or they got sick and tired of her, they kicked her ass to the curb and she would come running to me for a handout.
"I'm not about to hold you, but I do need to hold something.” She wasted no time at all.
"I knew that’s what you wanted, that’s all you care about is money. What kind of trouble you in now Dani?!" I yelled getting irritated. "Like wtf? You know I just moved, that cost me a lot of money as it is. Every time you leave one of your sugar daddies alone you come to me. I don’t have time to be bailing you out of a jam to save you!" I yelled into the phone.
I was so sick of her pulling this crap. I really didn’t wanna have to go to work on my first day with a fucked up attitude.
"You know what Aaliyah? You act like your shit don’t stink. Truth be told, you are one selfish ass bitch. You think because you moved across the country that you some big shot now. You too good for the hood that you gotta stick up your nose at everybody that ain't perfect. You always trying to judge me.”
" Me judge you? Danyelle what do you expect? You haven't tried to do better ever since our daddy passed away. You keep sleeping with different nigga's to try to comfort yourself but you need help. You turning into a whore!" I exclaimed.
I didn’t give a damn about being harsh. My sister really needed to get her life together, unlike her friends and my family, I wasn’t gonna continue to support her bad habits. The shit was getting out of control and I had no time for the fuckery. Our dad always took care of me and Danyelle when he was alive. Three years ago, he passed away from a heart attack and yes it was unexpected. It hurt like hell losing my daddy. He was my first hero but unlike Danyelle, I didn’t sit around after he died feeling sorry for myself. I de
cided to do whatever I could to fix the messed up situation that I was in and do better with my life. He would be more than proud of the woman that I had become today.
" Look are you gonna give me $1000 or not?” Danyelle hissed.
"Hell no. I'm tired of always getting you out of your mess, find you another savior!" I smacked my teeth and hung up in her face. I swear she was so selfish. As soon as I got off the phone it beeped with an incoming message.
Danyelle: Please sis I really need the cash! This is serious Aaliyah.
Slamming my phone shut, I ignored the text message she sent. Like damn what part of NO did she not understand? Instantly pissed, I really was contemplating calling her ass back and cussing her out. Like I really honestly believe that they thought that money grew on trees or something. I wondered if daddy were still alive would shit be this way between me and my sister. Growing up we always had each other’s back and were very close, but his death put a strain on our relationship. As for my momma, we never got along. She was always was jealous of me and my dad's relationship and always favored Danyelle over me. I'll never forget the day that my father passed. She called everyone to let them know before me. I had to find out through one of our cousins on my dad side. I was devastated. Ain't that some fucked up shit? Flat ironing my hair, I almost burned my scalp thinking about that mess. Maybe I was being too harsh on her, at the end of the day she was my sister.... nahhhh I said to myself, sticking out my tongue, my ass was right about this just like everything else. I couldn’t help but to giggle to myself because I knew I was a mess .......
Danyelle
I swear Aaliyah was so selfish. She honestly pissed me off. Like okay, I know we weren't the best of friends, but she could have lent me the money. She act like her shit didn’t stink at all.
"Well I guess she said no." Travis said rolling his eyes.
"Basically," I said not wanting to tell him the bad news.
" What the fuck Danyelle? You said she would come through, how we gonna pay the rest of the bill for us staying at the motel?" He asked me grabbing a beer out the hotel fridge.
" I don’t know why the hell I gotta pay for everything" I asked folding my arms inside each other. Damn this was a grown ass man basically begging me to take care of him. He already knew I didn’t have a stable job and I was just making ends meet. So why did I have to always have to be the one to run up money when shit got bad?
" Well you know what you gonna do then," he said throwing the beer bottle top on the floor. I hated when he did that...shit, he was so fucking messy. Instead of just throwing the shit in the garbage like a clean person would do.
"If you talking about me sleeping with other niggas for money, that shit is not gonna happen again Travis," I huffed. I told you that was a one time thing. I'm not about to let you pimp me!" I said making myself clear.
" Look bae," Travis said trying to uncross my hands." You think I would ask you to sell your body if it wasn’t necessary? Like, we can't eat for free and I can't work a 9 to 5, that just ain't me. Don’t you want us to have all of our time together?" He said rubbing his hand along my cheeks. I knew I was being stupid but Travis just had this hold on me that no other guy had.
He was older and was more of like a father figure. No, he didn’t work, but he took care of me in other ways and knew how to please my body just right.
"Ugh, okay Travis, I'll think about it." I said trying to give in to his request.
I hated selling my body in exchange for cash, but it was really nothing else I could do for myself. My sister Aaliyah had all the brains and I never was a business woman. When our father passed away he barely had shit left to give us.
So while Aaliyah was living the new and flashy life with her boyfriend Devonte in Delaware the rest of our asses, my mother included, were left to struggle. My momma couldn’t help me with my finances, all she had left was money from her savings when daddy was still alive. She was all for me going out and getting it. She wanted a dude to take care of me because while daddy was alive he took care of her. We never had to want for anything. That’s why when he died, we were all in shock when the IRS took all of his retirement funds and wages. I was devastated. Left with no money, the only person I could really depend on was Aaliyah but she was acting so funny. She always told me go to school and find a job. Her ass never went to no damn school, she just used her looks to move her way up in the companies.
"Whore!" I muttered up under my breath.
"Baby what you say"? Travis asked.
"Nothing I said I was gonna get on it."
Looking through my little black book full of sugar daddy numbers, I sighed when I started to look through my call log. Now who would be up for a quickie tonight?.....Hell the cash me and Travis needed wouldn’t exactly make itself..
Aaliyah
Finding the perfect outfit and Christian Louboutin shoes to match I strutted downstairs and made my usual pot of coffee and my bagel with cream cheese. My long silky brown hair was neatly flat ironed down my back. I did a great job. I figured I might as well learn to do my own hair so I could save myself some coins. Sitting down at my brand new marble kitchen island I was trying to get myself back in a better mood. Danyelle had really put me in a bad way. I'm surprised my momma wasn’t blowing my phone up about how I had hung up in my sister’s face. She was always choosing Danyelle’s side over mine anyway. Thank God I was in Vegas and not in the same city as them anymore.
The only person who I missed was my best friend Victoria. If I could have packed her up and took her with me I would. Everyone said that me and her looked like twins. Me and Victoria were the same height had the same hourglass figure and sandy brown long hair. It was always amazing to me how much she resembled me more than Danyelle’s fat ass. Ok that was mean, Danyelle wasn’t fat she was just a little on the thick side.
Sipping my coffee, trying not to mess up my lipstick, I thought about how Victoria had been through everything that went on in my life, good or bad. She was my bitch, my ace, and my confidant. It was no way we could ever stop being friends because the bitch knew too many of my secrets. Especially the one that I could never tell a single soul to. Not only would it risk my sanity, but my freedom.
Nobody knew about what went down with my ex-boyfriend Devonte, he was the love of my life but he hurt me in the worse way possible. He was part of the reason that I had to go and leave Delaware, it held to many memories for us. When we first met, first kissed, and first made love and where he broke my heart and cheated on me with several women, and of course when we broke up. I had to stop getting in my feelings and feeling hopeless. I had to get over what we had and move forward with my life and for the first time in a long time I felt as if I could truly begin again.
I had been in a bad place and now I felt rejuvenated to be away from all of the things that were holding me back. Being that it was my first day at work, I ain't gonna lie a bitch was nervous. I had only met Jacob once through the virtual interview that we had online for the position that I was applying for. He was indeed a very attractive man and I just wanted to make a good first impression on him. Finishing up my breakfast I looked inside of my Chanel purse for my favorite red lipstick and placed some on my full plump lips.
"Perfect!" I said to myself as I admired my fine behind in my full length mirror on my wall. I was the H.B.I.C and if Young & CO didn’t know, they would be in for a full awakening. Hearing my phone ring again, I saw it was Victoria trying to facetime me.
"Hey chick," I said immediately seeing a reflection of myself.
"Girl, I know it's your first day on your new job. I just wanted to call and wish my bestie well. I miss you so much man," Victoria whined.
"I know, but you can always come visit me. Girl, you not gonna believe who called me this morning asking me for something," I said taking a sip of my french vanilla coffee.
"Let me guess, Dani?" Tori said not sounding very surprised.
"Yes like omg, I haven't even been settled in Las Vegas for a good coup
le of weeks before she call me begging for some shit." “I knew that was bound to happen, you know how she is Aaliyah.
I hope you didn’t give in and give her a damn dime, stop letting her mooch on you and your money." Victoria said rolling her eyes. I knew she would sympathize with me. She knew how trifling my sister was.
"You just need to focus on meeting that big time lawyer. What’s his name again? Jacob and he is fine too!!!" Victoria said with goofy expression on her face.
"Let me stop you right there, see I didn’t come to work for this man with those type of games. I'm keeping the pussy on lock." I told Victoria as she gave me the side eye.
"Now who the hell you trying to fool?" Tori questioned me giggling. "Aaliyah, I know you too well, you really expect me to believe that you gonna become this man’s assistant and not try to fuck him at all?”
"Yes I do, because you're my best friend and you supposed to have faith in a bitch." I said laughing with her.
"Well I'll believe it when I see it. Girl you are in a new city, spread your wings, live your life, and try you out some new dick." Tori said as she was fussing at me over the phone.
"I hear you, I just don't wanna be distracted by a nigga or get myself caught up." I said trying to get myself together and facetime at the same time.
"Just have fun with him Aaliyah. Damn, I love you to death but you overthink too much sometimes. You better stop wasting time on the past and live in the now. That man is successful and fine as hell. I would make him my side piece in a minute,” Tori said.
"Trust me, I know," I said rolling my eyes playfully. "Stop acting like you know me hoe!" Tori replied mugging me.
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