Acknowledgments
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Mom: You have been supportive with everything I have done. You stayed by my side and rooted me on when I thought about giving up. You are my everything and I couldn’t thank you enough. I love you. To my father and Stepfather… I know you guys are proud of me and are smiling down on me from heaven. I have two wonderful angels watching over me. I feel your love and I love and miss you two so much. I will continue to make you happy with whatever I do. I love you.
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A KINGPINS DREAM II: FOREVER AIN’T ENOUGH
“I love you baby,” I said as I stared at him. It was quiet in the car so I had to break the silence. I could tell that he was still upset with me, and I didn’t blame him because he should have been. I was wrong to just up and leave without talking to him first. But I’ll tell you what, this was the biggest lesson and now I knew what Barbra was talking about. The thing that bothered me was the fact that Nino was behind everything. Why would he do that to his cousin and me? What did we do to him for all this to happen? Believe it not, I never took Nino as the shiesty type so I was honestly surprised. He couldn’t hurt us anymore though because he was dead.
“Baby, I said I love you,” I repeated to Adonis. He was ignoring me and I didn’t like it. I didn’t want to argue because when we argued, it was bad. I started to caress his head as he drove. He didn’t even look at me. His eyes were fixated on the road. What can I do to show him that I’m sorry, I thought as I studied him? Then a light bulb flashed in my head. My hand slowly trailed down his chest and it stopped at his jeans. While turning around in my seat, a smile crept on my face.
“Adonis, I’m sorry,” I said as my hand landed on his zipper. I began to unbutton his pants, but he stopped me.
“Keep yo hands to yourself, you don’t deserve this dick right now,” he said as he swatted my hand away.
I was stuck because he had never done that before. I was literally on the verge of tears. I don’t know if it was the pregnancy hormones or if I was really sad that he didn’t want me to touch him. As I stared at him in shock, he finally glanced at me and said, “Put your seatbelt on and turn around.” I did as I was told and sat there quietly until we pulled up to our home.
As we pulled into our gates, the lawn workers were cutting the grass and sculpting the bushes that adorned our marvelous driveway. Since I was gone, I had forgotten how luxurious our home was. Granted, I was only gone for three weeks, but those three weeks literally felt like a year. The car stopped in front of the house. I looked at Adonis as he grabbed my bag from the backseat. I slowly got out of the car and followed him to the front entrance of our home.
“Esmeralda said she’ll work overtime so that the house will always be clean, I also hired a chef that’s always on call just in case you don’t feel like cooking. Now that you’re pregnant, I just want you to go to school. I don’t need you doing any hard labor. No hospital until you’re done having my baby. You don’t need that fucking job anyway,” Adonis said as he walked into the house. I didn’t say anything, I only followed him.
Once we stepped foot inside, tears immediately started to fall down my cheeks. I didn’t realize how much you could miss a place until I walked into our beautiful home. Everything was exactly how I left it, yet the house was spotless. I saw Adonis from the corner of my eye staring at me with no expression on his face. I found myself walking through the house as if I never lived here. I came upon the large spiral staircase that led to our room. As I walked up each step, more tears fell from my eyes.
I had finally made it to the top step and stared at the Large Oakwood double doors that guarded our fortress. I turned the knobs and slowly walked in. It was exactly how I left it. I walked over to the bed and ran my fingertips over the expensive Egyptian covers. More tears fell from my eyes as I walked towards the bathroom. God I missed this place. It was indeed true when they said you don’t know what you had until it was gone. I wasn’t living badly when I was with Nino, but I had become accustomed to Adonis. I’d become accustomed to our home, seeing, and kissing him every day…waking up beside him.
I know I put myself in that situation leaving with Nino and trust me when I say I regretted it, but it taught me something, that I couldn’t be without Adonis. He was my world. I looked at myself in the mirror in our bathroom and studied myself. Here I was, back home with the love of my life and now I was pregnant. My hand soon found its way to my stomach as I imagined how our life would change in nine months. What would I name my baby? Would Adonis be a great father? Hell would I be a great mother? Once again I didn’t have the answers to the questions I wanted answered so badly. I found myself turning on the water as I began to get undressed. I stepped into the shower and as soon as the water touched my skin, I started to cry again. My body slid down the wall as I sobbed. I hated Nino, I hated him and I hated Kenya. How did I allow them to break up my home like that? Why was I so naïve?
I knew Kenya wasn’t dead, but I swear as soon as I saw her or Shalia I was fucking both of them up just for being affiliated with Nino. I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn’t realized that the shower door suddenly opened with Adonis standing there. He was naked. I had almost forgotten how he looked without his clothes. I could tell that he had been in the gym since I had been gone because his body was more toned and his muscles had become bigger. As we stared at each other, he smiled.
“Get up off the floor and stop crying,” he said as he stood over me. I wanted to, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t move. For some reason, I was stuck. He suddenly picked me up into the air with my legs wrapped around his waist. We stared at each other, nothing came out of our mouths but we knew exactly what the other was thinking based off the look in our eyes.
“I went crazy without you, Briana, it’s so many fucking funerals taking place all over the fucking world because of what you did to me. You see what you do to me? You see how you get in my fucking head? You got me, Briana, you fucking got me,” he said as he kissed and sucked on my neck. He had me too. He had me open. My walls were broken. My love for this man was so deep. I needed him.
“You hear me talking to you, Briana,” he said as he kissed me.
“Yes baby, I’m so sorry. I missed you so much,” I cried as we stared into each other’s eyes.
“How much you miss me?” I felt his dick at my opening. He stuck the tip in and pulled it back out and that sexy cocky smirk formed on his face. The one I missed so much. A slight moan escaped my lips as I waited in agony for his dick to enter me. He knew what he was doing; he knew he had me all the way open.
“You gon’ make me repeat myself, Bri, you know I don’t like to fucking repeat myself,” he said as he slowly slid his dick inside of me. The feeling was indescribable. It felt so good that I wasn’t able to answer his question. He was now slowly grinding in and out of me. My eyes were rolling to the back of my head so hard I was sure that they were going to get stuck. He placed his hands around my n
eck and kissed me roughly. “How much you fucking miss me, Bri,” he yelled.
His strokes became faster and deeper and by now I was moaning as loud as I could.
“I missed you so much, Adonis...Oh, God baby I missed you so much. Please don’t stop daddy, don’t stop,” I screamed. He smiled as if he was pleased with my answer. The warm, steamy shower drenched our bodies as he fucked me like his life depended on it.
“Uh, shit, don’t you ever fucking take my pussy away from me,” he groaned. Once again, I was speechless. My baby’s dick was that good. He was leaving passion marks all over my neck and sucking on my breast while working the fuck out of my love box. I was on the verge of cuming so I began to squeeze my pussy muscles around his dick. He looked at me as if he knew what I was about to do.
“I didn’t tell you to fucking cum, you not cuming until I tell you to,” he yelled as he gripped my neck again.
“Baby please, I can’t help it,” I screamed. Usually, I could wait, but this time I couldn’t. A familiar feeling I missed so much formed in the pit of my stomach. The slapping noises our bodies caused and the moans that escaped our mouths sent me over the edge. I was in pure ecstasy. “Baby I’m cuming, I’m cuming,” I moaned.
He ignored me, picked up his pace, and fucked me deeper and harder. His grip grew tighter on my neck as he bit down on his bottom lip and leaned his head back.
“Fuck Bri,” he managed to mutter out.
“Cum for me baby,” I moaned as I stared at him.
As soon as those words left my mouth, he released inside of me. As we breathed heavily, we stared into each other’s eyes. The shower water and our breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the room.
“I love you, Briana,” he said as he put me down and kissed me.
“I love you too, Adonis. Now and forever.”
“Always and forever baby,” he said as he picked me up and carried me out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. He gently laid me down and dried off every crevice of my body never taking his eyes off mine. He used another towel to dry himself and then he lay in our huge bed with me. I was at peace. I was home. This is what I missed dearly. His body covered mine as we cuddled and kissed each other passionately. Our hands intertwined as he looked at me.
“I’m sorry for leaving you like that, Adonis, I promise you I will never do that again. I was so naïve to just up and leave you like that without even telling you. I’m so pissed that I didn’t catch how shady Nino was. I felt so fucking stupid,” I said as I stared at the ceiling.
“Don’t focus on time lost, keep your focus on the time remaining. We’re about to have a child and become a family. You here with me now, so I’m not worried about that shit,” he said as he held me tighter. I swear he always knew what to say. If he forgave me and didn’t want me bringing it up any more, then I wasn’t going to bring it up any longer. I was tired, so I closed my eyes, but he quickly interrupted me and said, “But if you ever try some shit like that again I will kill you ma, don’t you ever take off and run off with a nigga. You belong to me. You’re mine. That shit was disrespectful. I swear to you on my unborn child if you ever leave me to be with another muthafucka, I’m killing both of y’all. If you leave to just to get away from me, I will find you. I’m a King baby, I have ways of finding out anything I want to. You are mine and I am yours. We are bonded. Don’t pull no stupid shit like that again, but I have faith that you won’t,” he said as he kissed me on the lips and got up and walked into the closet. “Get you some rest, I’m going out with my niggas. I’ll be back.”
“Where are you going, Adonis,” I asked. How could he make love to me and just up and leave like that? I was pissed, but I wouldn’t show it.
“I’m meeting Turk and Ramses at my club to discuss business, I’ll be back later on tonight,” he said as he kissed me then walked out of the room.
ADONIS
I didn’t want to leave Briana, but I needed to go talk with my niggas. Believe it or not, it was the first time I could actually relax and sit back with my niggas and talk about whatever. Briana’s ass stressed me the fuck out. I wasn’t able to sleep, eat, or anything. I was livid 24/7 with murder on my mind. I killed niggas for the smallest shit for those three weeks. Did I regret it? Nah, because they knew what the fuck I was going through, so for them to say or ask some stupid shit cost them their life.
I was on the highway headed downtown to my club that I had purchased months back. Turk and Ramses were already there waiting for me. Shit, we were just going to drink and have a boss ass conversation and also talk about business. I had a couple of loose ends I needed to tie up before I could be completely happy again. More people needed to die. Kenya was still alive and those niggas that Nino had been meeting were alive as well. I had niggas in all 50 states looking for them. Sooner or later they would be brought to me, and Kenya? That bitch was going to die a slow, painful death.
If there was any bitch that had thoughts on coming at Briana sideways, after they heard about Kenya’s death, they would think again. I didn’t play about mines at all. As I pulled up in front of my building, I parked into my parking spot. People on the corners shouted my name and praised me as I walked by. I simply nodded and continued to walk into my establishment. As soon as I entered, I ran up the steps and into my office. Turk and Ramses were playing pool with the crew. As I walked over to the bar, they already had a glass of Hennessy waiting for me. I grabbed my cup and walked over to the pool table.
“Wassup mothafucka, this the first time I done seen your big angry ass smiling,” Turk said as he gave me dap that turned into a brotherly hug.
“This nigga finally happy, he done got him some pussy,” Ramses said laughing.
“Man fuck y’all, a nigga can finally relax since her ass is home. I was stressed the fuck out. For a nigga like me to be stressed with the type of business I run, that shit ain’t good at all,” I said.
“So what the fuck happened, Brandon told us you called him to clean some shit up,” Turk asked referring to Nino’s body.
“I followed that bitch nigga and he led me to a fuckin apartment complex that was thirty minutes away. I watched this nigga get out of the car and walk past a car that resembled Briana’s. I got the fuck out with my pistol in hand and walked up to the car and it was hers,” I said as I grabbed a pool stick. “I walked up to the door and I heard Nino talking about he bought her some fucking baby clothes. What type a nigga buys another nigga’s seed some baby clothes? So I barged the fuck in there, scared the living shit out his fat ass, questioned him a little bit, and shot that shiesty mothafucka, then I got my girl and went home,” I said while looking at them.
“What you do with the body? What we gon’ tell Grams, bruh? She’ll have a fit if she found out that his own family offed his ass,” Ramses said as he downed some Cîroc.
“Man Grams ain’t got to know shit, I been waiting for that fuck nigga to die ever since he killed my fucking sister. He didn’t deserve to live on this earth. I’m happy that nigga no longer breathing,” Turk boomed. I was honestly surprised that Turk didn’t kill Nino. When we were a little younger, Nino did some shiesty shit. He tried to cover it up, but we all knew it was him; even though we didn’t have proof, actions spoke louder than words. I sat there staring into space as I replayed the scene in my head…
It was a warm Chicago day; the Smith family was throwing a huge barbecue for the neighborhood. As the boys all sat in the backyard playing cards, their grandpa Big Mula spoke to them.
“When you and your brother are ready to take this throne that your father and I built, you are more than welcome, you will be huge drug lords that will rule the world,” he said pointing to Adonis and Ramses.
“Turk, you are to be their wing man, their Lieutenant, if you will. You are the second highest ranking in a drug cartel. You are responsible for supervising the hit men and falcons within their own territory. You are allowed to carry out low-profile executions without permission from your bosses, but if you’re
working for your cousins, I’m pretty sure you want to run everything by Adonis first before you make a decision. We know how he can be, he’s just like his pops with his temper,” Mula said while playfully hitting Adonis and Ramses.
“What’s a falcon, Mula,” Nino asked calling him by his real name. Thing was Nino wasn’t actually kin to the Smith family. His mother gave him away to Barbra because she felt as though she couldn’t take care of him,, plus they were filthy rich. Mula and his son Stacks, Adonis and Ramses’ father, had created a multi-billion dollar drug cartel in Cuba. When Adonis and Ramses expressed interest in the company and said they wanted to have a cartel in the United States, they both looked at them like they were insane.
The determination the boys had quickly changed their minds. Big Mula was coaching his grandsons so that they could rule with an Iron fist. He wanted them to go down in history as legends, he wanted their reign to be brutal and demanding so that they wouldn’t have any problems. Mula wanted them to be better than himself and his son. With the determination he saw in his boys, he knew it would happen.
Big Mula didn’t give Nino a position because he wasn’t born into the family. He didn’t possess the same blood that Ramses, Adonis, and Turk possessed. He didn’t have the rich Smith blood running through his veins. He was average in Big Mula’s eyes. He never said it out loud, but he felt it. Mula couldn’t see Nino moving to the top like his grandsons. It was funny because Nino asked what a falcon was not knowing that he would in fact become one.
“Nino, falcons are considered the "eyes and ears" of the streets, the "falcons" are the lowest rank in any drug cartel. They are responsible for supervising and reporting the activities of the police, the military, and rival groups,” he said as he eyed Nino.
“So what’s going to be my position, Mula, I want to be a lieutenant or even better a drug lord,” he said excitedly.
“I’m afraid that won’t happen, Nino, you can be affiliated with them, but you will never rule. You weren’t made to rule,” he said as he got up from the table. “Come boys, let me take you to the basement so that we can talk about this drug game and share a cigar. Don’t tell your Grandma I’m letting you guys smoke. It’s between us,” he said chuckling.
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