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  KC Mills Presents

  Cuffed By A Kingpin

  By: Heiress

  © 2017

  Published by Supreme Works Publications

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  Dedication

  My first, my last and every book in between will forever be dedicated to my daughter, KaiLyn. For you are the reason I do this.

  Acknowledgements

  To My Family

  Without your support, I would not have made it.. Thank you to my mother who is willing to support me no matter religious beliefs and others negative opinions on what I choose to use my gift and talent for. Thank you to my husband who's always been there for me and supporting me. Thank you for staying up with me all night when I was writing and editing. You’re the real MVP. Thank you to my big sister Kalin and my little brother Cartier who keep me motivated and always lets me know that I’m great at what I do.

  To Author Sol

  Thank so much Sol for being such a friendly, warm and sweet spirit. You didn't know me from a can of paint, yet you helped me out. You gave me great advice and answered all of my questions. You are my favorite author and I can't wait for you to see me grow into the author you had faith I would become. We need more women like you. Thank you for sticking with me and coaching me. You’re a true inspiration.

  To My Publisher K.C.

  Where do I start? I’m forever grateful for you K.C. When you reached out to me, I was beyond flattered. Your one of the hardest working women I know in this industry so to be recognized by you was so unreal to me. I had only written three books at the time and you saw the potential that I still struggle with till this day. It took a lot of courage to leave my well respected publishing company but I believe in you and you believed in me. I can’t wait to learn so much being a part of your company. I believe that you are going to give me so much knowledge and wisdom and I can’t wait. You’re such an intelligent woman with such an inviting sweet spirit. I appreciate you more than anything and I pray that God blesses you in every way possible. Thank you so much K.C.!

  Previously in Cuffed By a Kingpin…

  CALI: YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO

  Sitting on the bathroom floor, I pressed my back against the wall. My knees pressed against my chest and my head buried in them. I couldn’t stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes. My ears had to be deceiving me because it couldn’t be. This couldn’t be happening right now. I wasn’t in the bathroom with Lingerie on, waiting for Compton to get home. Only to be stuck in here crying while he was fucking his ex-fiancé. If this is what heartbreak felt like, I never want to fall in love again.

  “How could he?” I whispered, licking my tears away. The unfortunate part about this entire situation was that I was forced to listen to them. I heard every word. I walked down memory lane with them as they talked about how they first met. I heard them start to rekindle old feelings for each other. The confessions weren’t enough, I had to here Compton admit that he was still in love with her. Now my ears bled from her moans and screams and his grunts and groans. She was enjoying the man that I wanted. Right now, I was jealous of her because she was to him something that I could never be. A lover.

  This was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. When they were finally done, I waited until I heard the front door shut. I rose to my feet and slowly opened the door. I made sure the room was clear before I stepped out. I walked over to the window and caught a glimpse of Compton and Monique leaving. My heart ached seeing them together. “Daddy, why would you do this to me? You had to know I would fall for him. You had to know he would hurt me. How could you set me up for this type of heart break?” I cried in my hands.

  I was an emotional wreck at this point and I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I didn’t want to talk to The Banks about it because that was their son. I couldn’t talk to Missy because she was at work and Snoop was catering to his baby momma. I was alone.

  Just when I thought I had no one to lean on, one name popped in my head. Rushing back into the bathroom, I put my leggings back on. I grabbed my stuff and left out the house. I had parked my car in the garage so I’m sure that’s why Compton didn’t know I was home. Once I was in the car, I started it up and drove to my destination.

  Fifteen minutes later, I was pulling up to the Montage Beverly Hills Hotel. I parked my car under the shed, and rushed inside. The way I was running was like a scene from What’s Love Got To Do With it. When Angela was running to the next hotel to get away from Ike. That was my ass right now. When I made it to the floor I was looking for, I found the room and knocked on it.

  Minutes later, the door pulled open. “Cali what you-,”

  “He went back to her!” I blurted, pushing past Sean and letting myself into his room. I didn’t care if I was interrupting something or not. I needed to vent.

  “Huh?” he quizzed, shutting the hotel door. “What you talking about girl?”

  “Compton! He went back to Monique. After all she did and after all he did, they’re back together. How could he do this to me Sean?” I quizzed, tearing up again.

  “That’s fucked up Cali, but what did you expect? That’s the nigga’s first love. Don’t take this to heart, but no matter how much chemistry you think you and C got you don’t hold a candle to Mo’. And that’s just me being honest. I ain’t tryin’ to hurt your feelings or nothing,” Sean cleared up. His words may not have meant to hurt, but they did. I was young and so unexperienced but I knew how I felt. I know for a fact I felt something between us. It couldn’t have been fake.

  “All she has is years on me Sean. That’s it,” I offered up an excuse.

  “Nah, Cali she got way more than that. The longer you think about what you and C could be, you are increasing the possibilities. Now it ain’t no doubt in my mind that I think C was feeling you, but that’s as far as it went. His heart is hers. You gone have to accept that and move on.”

  Shaking my head, I refused. I couldn’t move on from this. Not how bad this hurt. “I can’t. He’s my first everything. I know no other man but him. How can I just forget him and move on? I’m carrying his fucking child!” I yelled, weeping harder.

  Sean walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my body. I fell into him and embrace him back. “Look, Cali you got a lot going for yourself. You’re intelligent, you got talent, you down to earth and you fine as hell. Any dude gone be lucky to get with your ass. Just focus on the baby. You got niggas out here looking for you, so now ain’t the time to be weak. You got to toughen up and handle this shit,” he told me.

  “Put your big girl panties on and handle this shit. Don’t let it break that pretty spirit of yours.” When he said that, he pressed his lips against my forehead. His lips were so soft and I got chills all over. Suddenly, I felt warmth and when I glanced up, his brown eyes smiled at me. I traveled down to his lips and I couldn’t help myself.

  No, Cali! Don’t do this! He’s, Compton’s cousin. This isn’t right

  I fought back the urge to kiss him but it was a losing the battle.
Lifting up on my toes, I did the unthinkable. I pressed my lips against his and I kissed him. I literally kissed my husband’s cousin. His lips felt so divine, but the feeling was not a long one.

  Sean jerked his head back and ended our kiss before it even began. A scowl appeared on his face and I couldn’t quite read his facial expression. “Man- Cali what the fuck is you doing?” he quizzed. Now I knew that I had made a big mistake. “Compton is my cousin and this shit is foul. How you gone-,”

  “First Black, and now my cousin?” I heard a voice that I wished didn’t sound so familiar. Turning around on my heels, my eyes almost popped out my head. Not only was Compton standing behind me, but so was his daddy and his uncle.

  Damn. Now how was I going to explain this?

  To Be Continued…

  CHAPTER 1

  COMPTON: BLOOD or LOVE

  My eyes were playing tricks on me because I knew damn well I wasn’t seeing what I was seeing. Cali was not in front of me, coming on to my cousin. She wasn’t just kissing this nigga like she wasn’t married to me. The more I stared at her, the angrier I got. She wanted me to believe that she didn’t fuck Black, and yet she kissing my family. Bitch ain’t loyal for shit.

  “Compton before you go the fuck off, listen-,” Sean started, walking towards me. I waved my hand at him as to dismiss whatever he was about to say. I heard what he said so he was no longer my concern. My issue was with Cali. Pulling out my gun from my waist, I rushed up to her and hemmed her up on the wall. Barks from behind me to let her go fell on deaf ears. I was in a red zone, and somebody wasn’t getting out this bitch alive.

  Keeping my eyes trained on Cali, my lip curled upward and I sized her up in disgust. It was like this young bitch was begging for an ass whooping. She been having me all in my damn feelings for a year and now she pull this shit. I wasn’t even angry at this point. A nigga was hurt. Yet again.

  “You lucky you got my seed. If not, I would have been dead ya’ ass. How you gone be in here kissing my fam?’ I quizzed, raising my voice. I kept the gun pointed to her head. I knew I couldn’t pull the trigger, but I wanted her to see that I was capable of doing it if the circumstances were different.

  “Well, it’s not like your kissing me or showing interest. You made it very clear that we will never have anything other than a signed document and a baby. Why do you even care?” she shot back.

  “If you want to be a hoe or a thot, that’s on you, but I’d be damned if you do it with my seed in you. And you definitely can’t do that shit with my blood. I’m starting to see ya’ real colors Lil’ momma and I ain’t feeling it. I’m tryna’ keep my cool but you not being one hunnid wit-,”

  “Oh, I’m the one not being one hundred?” she quizzed, pointing her finger to herself. “Says the man who had the nerve to tell me we couldn’t be together but goes back to his ex. The same bitch who fucked you over,” she blurted. I didn’t even know she knew about that.

  How the fuck did she know about that?

  “Yea, you damn Skippy I know. Now get that gun out my face!” she added, pushing me away from her. I could see the hurt in her eyes, and it made it impossible to look at her.

  “When you left me, I listened to you and decided to come back home. I thought I would try my luck with you again. Stupid me. I heard every last word and every moan. So before you sit here and get pissed off at me, remember you wrong too, Compton,” she spat.

  “I sat there and cried my eyes out listening to you confess your love to her. I’ve been loyal to you for the short time I’ve known you, and she hasn’t when she knew you longer! I didn’t know who Black was, but she did. So, yes I was hurt and came over here and kissed your cousin. But I will not apologize for it because you’re the one who made me do it.”

  I was taken aback when she revealed the shit about Monique. I was planning on telling her, but the decision was still fresh. A nigga still had Monique’s pussy juices on my dick. I ain’t really know what to say about that, but her actions were still inexcusable. Wrong was wrong no matter how she spun that shit. “I was gone tell you about that but that ain’t no excuse for you doing what you-,”

  “Compton, you know what?” she paused, shaking her head. “Fuck you. Fuck this entire thing! The marriage. The agreement. Just fuck it! As much as I love you, if you don’t want me, then I’m done begging. I’m young, and I could be doing other shit and other men. Mi cyaa believe mi even fall fi dis,” she mumbled in patios, bumping me as she attempted to walk pass away.

  I extended my arm and caught her at the waist. For some reason, I didn’t want to let her leave. Her exit was tugging on me, and a nigga couldn’t figure out why. Yes, I was pissed as fuck about what I just saw but why wasn’t that enough for me to just let her ass go? “You got my baby and you still my wife on some legal shit. I still have to be loyal to you whether we end whatever this shit is we have going on or not,” I muttered, glaring down at her. I could see her eyes welling up with tears.

  “All I have is our baby,” she whispered, letting a tear fall down her cheek. “I lost the only man that ever loved me. Now I’m losing the only man I ever loved. The irony.” With that said, she swatted my hand from her and walked away. I turned around and watched her leave out the door.

  Go after her nigga! Fuck you doing still standing here?” My consciousness spoke to me.

  “Fuck, man!” I cursed, punching the wall beside me. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt this damn girl, and I did just that. For the second time.

  “You a dumb youngin’,” my pops murmured, shaking his head at me.

  “How the fuck am I dumb?” I quizzed.

  “Because you going back to your past and you letting your future walk out that damn door. Mark my words son, you gone regret this shit. And you better hope your cousin don’t steal ya baby momma.” He chuckled along with my Uncle.

  “Oh y’all old niggas think this shit is funny?” I quizzed, mugging the both of them.

  “No offense ‘cuz, but it kind of is funny. I mean you got a wife, baby momma and a girlfriend. As much I love the ladies, even I don’t want that type of drama. I don’t even know why you took Mo’s ass back anyway,” Sean contributed.

  “What the fuck you doing kissing, Cali anyways? I heard what you said, but she shouldn’t even be thinking about you in that way. You family my nigga. You ain’t even ‘spose to be that close to smell her fucking breath,” I angrily spat.

  “Look, we got shit to do. We ain’t got time for this back and forth shit. We need to get our men together and figure out Black’s next move before he makes it. If he is coming for the family business, then he coming for all of us. Cali and the baby included. So get y’all heads back in the game and let’s get to work,” Uncle Ice said before he walked out the room.

  “Yea, what my brother said. Sean can finish telling you the color of Cali’s tonsils later,” he kidded again laughing. He was too damn old to be cracking jokes like this shit was funny.

  This was some soap opera type shit, and I had a lot on my plate. I had drama in the streets, a baby on the way, and two bitches to deal with. I was starting to think getting back with Monique wasn’t a smart move. First of all, we supposed to be making it look like we a happy ass couple. Knowing, Monique she can’t wait to tell the streets she my girl again. I should’ve let her ass know that shit ahead of time.

  “You coming or you gone sit here and pout all day.” Sean chuckled.

  Drawing back my arm, I punched that nigga dead in the face. He stumbled back a little, but he held his ground. “Fuck was that for? She kissed me!”

  “Now she ain’t gone want to kiss ya’ ass with a busted lip,” I retorted about to walk away from him. He pulled me back by my arm and decked me right in my shit.

  “Guess she ain’t gone be kissing ya’ ass neither nigga!” he shot back before I bum rushed him to the ground. We were going blow for blow. Blood leaked from his nose and mines were covering his knuckles. Every time I looked at this nigga, I saw Cali kissing him. The trut
h was I wasn’t even mad at him. I was jealous.

  Finally getting the best of him, I drew my gun out and pressed it up under his chin. “If you ever touch my bitch again, you a dead nigga,” I spat, spitting blood out my mouth. I felt metal press up against my side, and when I looked down, Sean had his heat on me.

  “Admit that you love her ass and this shit won’t happen again,” he shot back. The rage and jealousy in me wanted to blow his fucking brains out. I knew how it felt to kiss Cali so knowing that he knew such sensual feeling tore me up inside.

  What was it about my cousin that made her want to kiss his ass? What was the difference between us?

  As I glared down at my favorite cousin, I knew I couldn’t do this. Letting out a breath of frustration, I lifted off of him and put my gun away. Extending my hand out, I helped him up. Wrong or not, Sean was my boy. He was like my little brother. “You lucky you got a baby on the way,” he said, rubbing his jaw.

  “Nah nigga you lucky I ain’t got no more bullets in this gun,” I shot back, chuckling.

  “Then why you pull it out?”

  “To scare ya’ ugly ass nigga.” We both stood there laughing at this situation. Just like Snoop, Sean and I had a tight bond. Couldn’t no bitch come in between us. Not even Cali.

  After getting ourselves together, we limped out the door and headed to my whip. When we got downstairs, my pops and Unc was waiting for us. “I knew y’all was up there having it out. Who won?” my pops quizzed.

  “I did,” we both said in unison. “Nigga stop lying. You know I whooped ya’ ass,” I shot back. He blew me off by waving his hand as if he knew he won. We both knew the truth. “Well, I guess we even now.”

  “What you mean we even?” he quizzed.

  “I mean ain’t no good time to tell you this but, I slipped, Nia some tongue back in the day,” I admitted. Sean facial expression went blank and next thing I know, he was hauling ass towards me. My pops was blocking him, and I was laughing my ass off.