Rags to Riches: My Thug Angel 2 (10 page)

Chapter 12:

Enrico

I walked into my house.

“Wassup everybody,” I said, picking up Christian, kissing his cheek, and kissing Jayla on the forehead.

“Hey Daddy,” she said, smiling and making my heart melt.

“Hey princess,” I said, walking in the kitchen. “Hey Tati,” I said, giving her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. “Where’s Layla?” I asked her, looking around.

“She’s in there,” Tati said, pointing to Layla’s office. I walked into the office and she was working on a dress.

“What’s up,” I said, looking at Layla. She looked up from her glasses.

“Hey Rico.”

“How you doing today?” I asked her, concerned.

“I’m doing well,” she answered.

“I can tell,” I said, looking at her appearance. She actually looked nice today, she had done her hair in a messy bun with light makeup on her face, with jeans and a half shirt.

“Well, I’m going to go lay down. I’m kind of tired, didn’t get much rest. The alarm system kept going off throughout the house,” I said to Layla. She looked up at me and smiled.

“Okay. I was thinking we could go out to eat tonight.”

“That’s fine. I just need a nap,” I said, surprised that she actually wanted to get out of the house. I walked back into our room, took off my clothes, and laid down. As soon as my head hit the pillow, it was lights out.

Layla

Something seemed a little off about Rico today. It was like he was glowing. Maybe him having an entire house to himself for a couple days allowed him to do some soul searching. I was feeling a lot better today after I finally decided to go see a doctor about my depression, and they put me on some medication. I was weary about taking it, but I finally decided to take some yesterday, and I was feeling a lot better so I decided that I would stay on them for the better good of keeping my family together, and keeping my kids and husband happy. I could finally get back to myself and start traveling again, doing fashion shows, and modeling. It felt good to finally have that weight off of my shoulders a little. I was currently designing a dress with a low V neck and a low back for Ciara, and it was coming along quite nicely. This would have to wait though. I needed to go take a nap myself before telling Tati the plans for tonight and taking a nap myself before getting ready.

My alarm had just gone off. I looked over, and Rico was still fast asleep, but he gets ready pretty quickly so I got up and went to the bathroom cutting on the shower. I took a fifteen-minute shower, got out, and went to my closet. I picked out a dress I had just designed a few months back, and a nice button down shirt and pants for Rico that I designed to match it. Both of us were wearing red bottom shoes tonight, so I picked those out as well. We would have on all black.

I went back in the bathroom and lotioned my body, put on some Coco Chanel perfume, and slipped on my dress. I put my robe on over my dress and did my make-up. It came out flawless, with a beautiful smokey eye. I applied my red lipstick, took my scarf off of my head, and brushed my hair to the top of my head. I decided to wear it in a classy bun, and it looked gorgeous. I put on my diamond tennis bracelet, necklace, and earrings Rico had gotten me as a push present when I went into labor with Christian. I slipped on my red bottoms, and my outfit was complete.

I stood in the doorway and looked at Rico sleeping.
He didn’t even kiss me when I came in
, is what I thought to myself. I walked over to the bed and sat down. I shook him.

“Rico.” He rolled over.

“Enrico Christian Martinez Sr., get yo ass up!” I said loudly. I could hear him chuckling before he rolled back over.

“Wow, you’re really acting like your old self,” he said smiling.

“Get ya ass up,” I said, smacking his butt.

“Watch it,” he said in a warning tone.

“Whatever,” I said, getting up and walking to our room door. “You have twenty minutes!” I yelled.

We ended up going to Chops, one of the best steakhouses in Atlanta. If you wanted to save money, this was not the place for you, but with us money was never a problem so we just lived it up. We walked in.

“Hello Mr. Martinez, Mrs. Martinez, it has been a while. Come this way.” The host seated us at our table, and the waiter followed soon after.

“What can I get you all to drink?”

“I’ll just have your signature strawberry lemonade,” I answered quickly. I didn’t want any alcohol because my doctor told me to stay clear of it. He said it was a depressant, and I didn’t need any of that while I was trying to get out of my funk.

“I’ll have a glass of Hennessey straight.”

“Yes sir, do you all know what you want to eat yet?” the waiter asked us.

“Yes, we will both have your steak, shrimp, and lobster dinner,” Rico answered.

The waiter asked for our sides, and then left.

“So, how is your new security job?” I asked him, folding my hands and placing them under my chin.

“It’s cool. Pretty laid back. I pretty much just oversee, and most of the time I’m the first person to notice when something seems off.”

“So you da man?” I said, using the most ghetto voice I could muster up. He started laughing.

“Yea, you can say that.”

“This lemonade is amazing,” I said, drinking from my straw.

“This brown hitting the spot too,” he commented. Our food finally came out; it looked bomb.com, and the smell was immaculate. I was just ready to dig in.

“This shit hittin,” Rico said as he wasted no time digging into his platter.

“Oh my God, yes it is,” I said, tasting my steak that melted in my mouth. We started making small talk until a couple walked up. They seemed fairly young; legal, but young. The girl was very beautiful with bone straight hair that fell right under her breast with a layered cut; she had a banging body with a beautiful dress on. The male was handsome too, but because I’m married I didn’t pay as much attention to anything but his face.

“Layla, this is Ace. I work for him, and this is his girlfriend Rayna. This is my wife, Layla.” I was shocked, but only because I expected him to be much older.

“Nice to meet you Ace, Rayna.” For some reason, it seemed as if Rayna stiffened with him mentioning that I was his wife. I pay attention to vibes, and I was getting a weird one.

“I want to thank you for allowing your husband to stay over a few days and watch after Rayna while I was gone. He’s the only person I trust to do the job.” The alarms in my head instantly started going off. First off, he never told me that he was staying to watch after a beautiful ass woman, but I held it together.

“Oh, it’s no problem. My husband loves what he does.”

“Well, it was nice meeting you,” Rayna said before they both walked out of the restaurant.

“Oh hell nah,” I said, getting up from the table and walking out of the restaurant. Rico came following after me.

“What’s wrong!” he asked when he caught up with me.

“So you don’t think I noticed the way you two were looking at each other after you two were alone with each other for days!”

“Layla, what are you talking about?”

“You fucked her!”

“You sound crazy Layla, because I never had sex with her. We barely even talked unless I had to drive her somewhere,” he stressed.

“Whatever nigga, cause I’m dumb huh? I ain’t got no proof right now, so I’m going to let it go but let me find out I’m right, gon’ body you and that bitch!”

We got to the car.

“Here. I gotta go back, get our food, packed up and pay,” he said, handing me the keys.

Chapter 13:

1 month later…
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Slick

I was sitting in the clinic waiting to do this DNA swab. I had it set up so we could do the DNA test while she was pregnant, so we could get this shit over with.

“Kendrick McNeil,” the nurse called. I walked into the room, and they sat me down and swabbed my mouth.

“You will have the results back in about three days since you put a rush on it. Miss Brown has already been in, and we got the sample we needed from her,” the nurse said.

“Okay, thank you,” I said, getting up and walking out of the room. I walked out of the clinic and headed over to Gena’s house.

I knocked on the door a couple times before she opened the door.

“What do you want, Slick?” she said, standing at the door.

“Damn, I can’t come check on you?”

“Hell no, not without calling first. Don’t just pop up at my crib.” I looked on the side of her condo and saw a Bentley parked on the side.

“That nigga here?”

“What Nigg-” I cut her off, pushing past her into the condo and seeing this nigga laying across the sofa I bought, watching the television the I bought as well. My blood instantly started boiling. He noticed I was looking at him and started smirking. That just set something off in my mind. I charged at him.

Gena

“Oh fuck no,” I said as Slick pushed past me. Before I could do anything, Slick had charged at Kay. I’m so happy my baby was at my mom’s house, because this shit was about to get ugly. I ran in the room and called Rayna. She answered on the second ring.

“Rayna! These niggas fighting in my fucking house!” I said.

“What the fuck!” I heard Ace yell in the background.

“Oh shit,” I said as my stomach dropped. I didn’t know what to say to deescalate the situation, so I just hung up the phone. I walked out of the room, and these niggas were in my house fucking shit up. I wanted to stop it, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to. Slick was hitting Kay repeatedly in the mouth, causing it to bleed, then Kay finally flipped Slick and started sending him blows to the head.

“Ya’ll stop!” I yelled, but it was to no avail. Five minutes had passed, and they were still going at it. “I gotta stop fucking with hood ass niggas man,” and as soon as those words left my lips, my front door burst open and Ace ran through. Rayna ran in behind him and ran over to me. Ace ran over to Kay and punched him in the face. I knew it was really on and popping then, because Ace was a real dog when it came to fighting.

“Ya’ll pleeease stop!” I said as I saw blood coming from everywhere on Kay’s face. Rayna and I went over to both of them, pushing them off of Kay. I grabbed Slick by his face, causing him to look at me. “You have got to stop!”

“Get the fuck away from me! I know I’ve fucked up in the past, but I’m fighting for my fucking family and this is what your ass continues to do?! Something ain’t right ‘bout that nigga Gena, and I don’t want him in a house that my daughter lays her head in! Just don’t call me when shit pops off, ‘cause I’m out! Where my fucking baby at?!” he yelled with so much rage.

“My mom's house,” I said lowly.

“Fuck all this,” he said, walking out of my house with Ace following.

“I’m so sorry, girl. You okay?”

“Yeah,” I said with no emotion, picking up the phone and calling the ambulance for a passed out Kay. “This shit getting out of hand,” I sighed to myself.

Chapter 14:

Kay

I woke up to machines beeping.

“What the fuck,” I said, trying to rip the cords off of me.

“No! No! Don’t touch those, Kay!” I heard a female voice say. I looked over and saw that it was China.

“Why am I here?” I asked her, looking around in curiosity.

“You got into a fight with Slick, and when Ace came to help him, it all ended up bad for you. When the ambulance got there, you were passed out with this swelling in your face. Your ribs on your left side are also broken,” she explained, I instantly felt embarrassed but within seconds, my embarrassment turned into rage.

“I’m going to kill them both,” I said, looking at her seriously.

“Let’s just change the subject,” she said, trying to get my mind on something else. I could tell the seriousness in my expression and voice made her feel a little uneasy, but she wasn’t the one sitting in this hospital bed. I was. If Ace would have minded his damn business, nothing would have ended up this way.

“Key, we need to talk about something else that I’ve been meaning to bring up.

“Wassup?” I said, touching her hand.

“I need you to pay somebody to tamper with the DNA results for Slick.”

“So the baby isn’t his?”

“No, I had a threesome with my best friend and this guy a couple months before I slept with Slick. I was already two months pregnant when I had sex with Slick.”

“I’m already only sticking with Gena to help you break them up. Now you want me to do this too?” I asked, looking at her intently.

“Yes, this will be the icing on the cake, Kay.” I thought about it for a second. What could I lose?

“Okay,” I said, looking at her.

“Ooooh thank you Kaayyy,” she said, kissing my lips quickly. I really liked Gena at first, until I found out who her baby’s father was. From that point on, it was all about getting the pussy, and now that China had another motive, I was sticking in a little while longer. I just needed to find out who her baby's father really was. She was about five months, and with her due date approaching in a couple of months, I needed to know who to look for.

China

I have this plan in the bag. Now, Slick would be mine. I know he’s not the father of my child but with a little money and a bit of power, I could make sure him and his little whore think otherwise. I knew who my child’s real father was, but he had no idea. I’m sure he didn’t even remember me, but he would soon enough. I was off work today, so I didn’t have any houses to show and didn’t have to be at the office. Before I got pregnant, I had another job on the side. I worked for an escort service, and I used to make house calls. I did a threesome with one of the other girls that worked there named Rebecca, but we called her Becky. We were pretty close at work because we were the top money makers, and we decided instead of hating on each other, we’d work together to make even more. I was thinking back to the night I got pregnant.

“So where we working at tonight, Becky?” I asked, sitting in her Benz.

“Girl, I got this connection with this big time drug dealer. He’s sexy as hell and he’s willing to pay us five-thousand each for one night
,
” she said, knowing this was a big client.

“Damn, then let’s go to my house and take a shower and get ready. We have got to be on point with him so this can become a regular thing,” I explained to her.

“You right China. We got this though.”

After taking a shower together to try to get ready for tonight, we liked to give each other a little pleasure before doing a job together. We threw on our best lotions and fragrances, did our hair, took a few shots
,
and got dressed. We drove to the address she was given. When we pulled up
,
we were in total awe. The house was huge; I couldn’t believe it. We both looked at each other, ready for the night.

“If anything seems fishy, we are getting the fuck out of here,” I told Becky.

“Oh you know it,” she answered. We both grabbed our half masks. We rang the doorbell, and a man came to the door. I looked him up and down, and he was sexy as hell; light skinned with curly hair, and nice build.

“What’s up ladies,” he said, smiling and revealing a perfect set of teeth.

“Oh fuck,” I said silently as I felt myself getting wetter by the moment. Becky tapped my leg, letting me know she was feeling him too.

“Wait,” I said, and they looked at me.

“So you’re living like this and five thousand is all you’re offering?” I said and he raised his eyebrow, surprised at how blunt I was. He rubbed his chin hair for a second.

“Well, what would you propose?” he asked with amusement filling his voice.

“I mean, you drive a Bentley and from the looks of things, a lot of other luxury cars. You’re obviously making grip. Ten thousand each,” I stated proudly.

“Seven,” he answered.

“Eight,” I offered. He thought for a few seconds.

“Eight it is,” he said, walking into his living room. We followed.

“Take the clothes off,” he instructed us, pouring himself a drink and sitting on the couch. We looked at each other and did as we were told while he sat and watched. We undressed until we were in nothing but our masks. “Take off the masks.”

“No can do, house rules,” Becky explained. He shook his head and examined us.

“Come here,” he waved his hand, motioning for me to come by him on the couch. I went over to the couch by him.

“Get on your knees,” he said whipping himself out and shoving my head into his lap. I took him in my mouth and sucked down to the base, getting the entire shaft wet.

“Come here,” he said, motioning for Becky to get on her knees as well. “Suck my balls,” he said, and she quickly did as she was told. We gave him the best head of his life for the next ten minutes; all you could hear was slurping.

“Shit,” I heard him whisper. I smiled in satisfaction, knowing that he was really enjoying this ride we were taking him on. After that, he asked me to come in another room with him. I walked in the room and turned around; before I could open my mouth, he was all over me.

“What about my friend?” I asked.

“I don’t want her,” he said before sliding inside of me.

Let’s just say it was a long night, and I left with a lot more cash than Becky.

I snapped back to reality, trying to get that night out of my mind because I was in love with Slick, and I felt like I was betraying him by feeling this way about another man.