Bitch Series 4: Queen Bitch by Joy Deja King

Bitch Series 4: Queen Bitch by Joy Deja King

Author:Joy Deja King [King, Joy Deja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780975581155
Amazon: 0975581155
Publisher: A King Production
Published: 2008-11-28T05:00:00+00:00


"Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!" was all I screamed for twenty minutes straight when I left from seeing my brother and Precious at the stash house. Those two motherfuckers were trying to ruin everything that I had worked so hard for. I couldn't fathom how Precious was able to turn my brother against me. Thepower ofpussy, kept flashing through my brain. It had to be that because what other reason would Mike develop a conscious? I thought back to when I first started seeing glimpses of it. It all came around to Aaliyah. He had a soft spot for that little girl and for her mother. I preferred for Precious to be dead, but I was willing to let Mike ride into the night with that manipulative tramp, but not with Aaliyah too. Supreme would be devastated and would spend the rest of his life searching for her and leaving no time for me and him to become a family. I had to figure out a way to work this shit out, and it started tonight.

When I got back to the house Supreme wasn't home and Aaliyah was gone. His parents must have been in and out. I wondered what Supreme was working on that had his full attention. I knew Precious was at the center of it but I wanted the specifics. I couldn't focus on any of that right now. I didn't know how much time I was working with before Supreme would be home and I had to try and work my magic. I ran upstairs and headed straight for the shower.

It was now or never so I had to go hard. I stepped out the shower and began the completion of my transformation. It would be the tiny details that would make all the difference and I wasn't missing one. Every ten minutes I would check out the security camera to see if Supreme was pulling up, and on the fourth look I peeped his Lamborghini zooming up the driveway. My hands were shaking because I was so nervous, but there was no backing out.

I hurried down the stairs, dimming the lights and positioned myself right in front of the steel case windows. With the moonlight beaming through, the views from downtown LA to Pacific Palisades were even more spectacular.

When Supreme opened the front door, my back was facing him. I heard the door shut and his footsteps on the marble floor. His pace was quick when he first entered but became slower with each step. I knew by that, he had noticed my presence. I remained motionless as if a well sculpted wax figure. The steps got closer and closer and I was ready to jump out my skin from nervousness, but I wanted this shit to work out so damn bad I wasn't about to fuck it up.

Then I felt the strong arms I had been dying to feel, wrap around my waist. Supreme took in his favorite Dolce & Gabbana light blue scent I had purposely taken from Precious' room and sprayed on my body.



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