Trusting My Heart With The King Of New York : Part 2 by Desiara

Author:Desiara
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MONET PRESENTS
Published: 2021-05-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Varyn

I huffed and puffed like a mean wolf after getting off the phone with Emory. I couldn’t lie and say that I wasn’t a bit disappointed at him for not being able to come over tonight. To be honest, I was kind of jealous. Although, in the beginning, I promised that this would be strictly sex with no strings attached, but truth be told, this nigga’s dick was too good for me to just be friends with him. Not to mention, this nigga was well past paid. I was trying to tie this nigga down. Hell, I’d probably even try to have a baby with his ass.

As I sat back wearing my wine-red lace lingerie, the wheels in my head began to turn. With a glass of wine in my hand, all I could think about was how I was gonna get this nigga to commit to me. I was far from a dumb bitch. I knew that he was probably with his old bitch. The same bitch whose pictures are still on the walls of his home. The same bitch who got knocked the fuck up and left his ass because he wouldn’t marry her. Shit, his ass didn’t have to marry me. Hell, he wouldn’t even have to propose. A baby was as good of a meal ticket as a ring.

“All these exotic looking bitches!” I fumed to myself. “Taking all our black men! Why can’t a nigga just be appreciative of a black queen!”

By no means was I a racist. I guess I was just tired of all the good black men ditching us black queens for bitches of a different race, all because she looked different. Hell, with the right kind of weave and the right amount of makeup, I’m sure I could look just as exotic as the next hoe.

I got up from my plush, black sofa and walked up the stairs and into my bedroom. I smiled at the luxurious lifestyle that I was able to provide myself with. With my phone in hand, I walked over to my vanity and took a seat. My eyes danced over all of my cosmetics. Truth be told, my vanity top looked like a makeup counter at the mall. I had it all.

An evil smile was plastered across my face as I scrubbed my makeup off. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and instantly became disgusted with myself. Don’t get me wrong, I was far from an ugly bitch, but from the men in my past made me feel like I was lacking in the looks department; they always ended up looking elsewhere.

“The Weekend” by SZA played in the background as I typed Myleena’s name in the Facebook search box. My blood boiled when I saw how beautiful she was. I only smoked cigarettes when I was stressed, and since jumping on her page, I was now puffing on my third. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her pictures as she stood there with her friends and announced her pregnancy.

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