Chapter 7
Chapter
Seven
YUMI
“So, what are they looking at?” Emery asked. I smiled at him and shook my head. We were now settled in his smoke room after the delicious meal the chef had prepared. As I sat across from him, heels off and legs tucked, I had to wonder why I chose to get inside the car with him.
I knew why.
It was because the man made it clear he wasn’t going to stop coming for me.
He may have tried to offer me an out, but truth be told, I wanted to come.
It was clear Emery had changed a lot. I was now experiencing the grown Emery, the one who clearly hadn’t gotten over me after all these years.
What was his story besides the obvious? Who was Emery now, aside from the impulsive, stalking, demanding man he was showing me?
“You know I can’t talk about the case with you, Emery. What I will say is that the prosecution is determined to get Emil and Ellis locked away for life.”
His head reclined and rested on the back of the chair. He rubbed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. I could tell he was exhausted with all of this, and I wished I had a solution for him.
“My brother and cousin can’t go to jail, Yumi. Because of our status, those people there will target them. We have many enemies, but we also have allies. Those allies only go so far, though. Because I’m aware of how the system works, they will put them in jail with no contact. I can’t have that.”
“I will do the best I can. Attorney Langston Collins and I think we may be able to sway the jury. Oh! I forgot she told me to check my email.” I stood, went to my satchel, pulled out my laptop, then returned to my seat.
After logging in, I opened my email and clicked the attachment she sent me. It was a link to a video.
I opened it and watched as a girl recorded herself bobbing her head to the music.
The footage switched to show the partygoers having a good time and dancing to the music.
My eyes scanned the entire video until I saw Emil and Ellis enter a VIP section.
By looking at the video, you couldn’t tell who they were.
She was recording her friends twerking, in clear view of the VIP section Alphonso and Raymon were sitting in.
The video showed only two men walking up to the section, but because I knew them so well, I recognized them.
Before I could see their faces, gunfire erupted, and screams could be heard from everywhere, then the video cut out.
“Looks like some bullshit to me.”
“Well, technically, it is. If I didn’t know them, I wouldn’t be able to tell they were them. So, this won’t be admissible in court. All they’ll have is her word.” I closed the laptop and picked up my phone to call Langston, but Emery placed his hand over mine to stop me from dialing.
He looked at me with a stoic expression that had me frowning in concern.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I know you think I’m a criminal who does bad things, but only 30 percent of that shit is true. My overall makeup is to provide and protect. I don’t want you to look at me as a crime boss. I want you to look at me as the same man you fell in love with.”
“I—”
“I’m not done,” he said, cutting me off.
“Since the day you walked away from me, I took being groomed as the head of the family seriously. I felt like I didn’t have shit to lose no more, so I allowed my father to rope me into this life even further.
I had plans to go with you, Yumi. I was going to say fuck this shit and go off to college to take my painting seriously and be with the girl of my dreams.
“That shit got derailed, and I felt as if I had to step up and take on this position. Now, I’m in this shit deep, but I have an exit plan.
I need you to bear with me while I take the necessary steps to end this chapter of my life and do what I always planned to do since I met you.
” He reached forward, opening the small cabinet attached to the table in front of us, and presented a black leather case.
I watched as he lifted the lid and turned it toward me.
I pulled air into my lungs, watching the box of diamonds blind me temporarily.
The jewels sparkled against the dim lighting as my fingers lightly graced the necklace with the YE pendant.
The hoop earrings, bracelet, and ring complemented the necklace well.
“It’s beautiful. Is this for your mom?”
Emery smirked and shook his head. “It’s for you.
” He lifted the ring from the cushion, set the box on the table, and grabbed my hand.
“I want to marry you, Yumi. You don’t have to say yes right now, because I know you need time to get rid of that headache you claim to love.
But I’m only giving you a month to let that nigga go before I have to step in.
By that time, I will be done with this bullshit so I can focus on making our dream life come true.
” He placed the ring on my finger as I admired the cluster of diamonds.
“Why a month?”
“Because that’s how long it’s going to take to get all my affairs in order.
We have to get through this trial bullshit, then I have to meet with the other families and find my successor.
I’m done with shit that doesn’t make me happy.
I want a regular fucking life and not have to worry about shipments, snakes, trials, and snitches. ”
“This is a lot, Emery. I don’t want to hurt him.”
“It’s either you or me, yum. And I’m sure you don’t want me to be the one to break his heart.”
“That’s what scares me, Emery. You kill people—”
“People who deserve that shit.”
“And what did Liam do to deserve to die?”
“He has my wife struggling to choose me. That shit infuriates me, but I’m giving the nigga grace on the strength of you. So, if you don’t want him to disappear, I suggest you listen to your husband and let that nigga down easily. Or hard, it doesn’t matter to me.”
I blew out a breath and shook my head. “Can I think about this?”
“You have a month, baby. Do all the thinking you need during that time, and hopefully you will choose right. Now, come on. I want to show you something.” He stood and held out his hand to me.
I accepted and allowed him to take me through this castle to the other side of the house.
We came upon a door, and he opened it, revealing an art room.
There were canvases of black leaders, his family, islands, pets, and a heap of other things inside.
“Wow. This is beautiful, Emery. I remember when you used to draw me.” I giggled.
“I still draw you.”
“Oh, really? Then where is the painting?”
“In my bedroom.”
“So, you have sex with other women with my painting on your wall?”
“I’ve never brought another woman to my wife’s home.”
My lips twisted. “Yeah, . . . okay.”
“You think I’d lie to you?”
“No offense, but you’ve lied before.”
“Touché. But I wouldn’t lie to you about that.”
I squinted at him. “You know, I never asked you if you were seeing anyone. I probably should have asked you that in the beginning.”
“Why would you ask when you know the answer already?”
“No, I don’t know anything. There’s no way a fine man like you is single.”
“Contrary to what you believe, I have been single since you left me. Do I fuck other women? Of course. I have needs, and that’s all these women supply for me. Do I court them and show them love? Absolutely not. The only love they receive from me comes in the form of USD currency.”
“Shame.”
“It’s the truth. I was coming back for what’s rightfully mine.”
I stared at him as he gave me his eyes in return.
Just staring into those sexy brown eyes with those lashes made me want to call Liam right now and tell him to kick rocks.
However, I couldn’t do that to him. He didn’t deserve my disloyalty, and I shouldn’t even be in Emery’s home right now.
I had already disrespected him by having sex with Emery in the first place.
I felt like shit, but I couldn’t deny the love I had for Emery that I locked away a long time ago was now resurfacing.
Emery walked up to me, pulling me into him, then placing soft kisses on my neck.
I wanted to stop him. I needed to stop him, but my heart and the sensation flowing through my veins had me leaning my neck to the side and allowing him access.
When his lips brushed against the corner of my mouth, I attacked them, pushing my tongue between the folds of his lips.
From that moment, we kissed with so much passion I felt my body heat as he roughly lifted my skirt and ripped the center of my bodysuit.
“Emery,” I whisper-moaned. His lips trailed to the length of my neck, and he lifted me, sitting me on the desk against the nearest wall.
“Me and your pussy ain’t had a conversation in a long time.
I need to hear that special sound she used to make for daddy.
” He placed my feet on the table and spread my knees.
I felt like I was about to get a pap smear as I felt him using the head of his dick, swirling it around on my clitoris.
My neck fell slack, and my mouth opened as I felt the tingle course through my abdomen to my pussy.
“Emery,” I called out again, trying not to cum too fast. “Stop teasing me.”
“You want patience but don’t have any. How that work, Yum?” His voice dripped with sensuality and had my nipples painfully erect. I moaned while he continued to tease me until I felt him push inside of me, and I gasped.
Shit.
I didn’t remember the dick being this big and good. I mean, he’d always had a healthy size, but I didn’t remember it feeling like he was stretching me, aside from my first time with him.
His big palm grabbed my neck as he toyed with my nipples and pounded into me.
“Shit. Fuck. Shit. Damn!” I yelled out. When he squeezed my neck, I felt myself releasing all over him.
“Mmmhmm. I hear you talking, baby. I miss you too.” He pushed my left knee up to my ear and began slowly winding inside of me. My groin stirred deliciously, and I could feel myself about to cum again.
“Emerrryyyy! Oh, fuuuckkk!” I cried out as my floodgates opened once again. He leaned forward, capturing my lips, and my palms went to his face, trying to inhale his soul like Shang Tsung from Mortal Kombat.
“I love it when she talk that shit to me, love,” he whispered, gently biting my bottom lip then swirling his tongue in my mouth. “Fuck yeah, Yummy! Patience ain’t no virtue with me, mamas. I need my pussy whenever I want this motherfucka. Say yes, baby.”
“Yes, baby! Yes, fucking yes!”
“Good girl. Damn, you so fucking pretty, Yum Yum. Give me one more before I put this baby in you.”
“Emery, pleeease. I can’t—”
“Shhh.” He captured my lips again as I came once again.
How could one do that?
There was something about kissing when cumming that made sex more intense. My legs and body shook violently as he growled in my ear, and I felt his body quake as well. I held on to him tightly as we both breathed heavily until we settled.
This was the second time he’d cum inside of me for two days straight. I had to stop this with him, or I knew for sure he was going to impregnate me, which I had a feeling was his primary goal.
After we settled, he pulled me up, picked me up, and then carried me out of the room.
I was freaking spent. Three orgasms back-to-back had taken a toll on me, and I felt myself getting sleepy.
It felt like an eternity before we made it to Emery’s room.
Once we made it inside the huge ass room, he carried me into the attached bathroom that could probably fit a small damn zoo.
He turned on the shower and set me on the bench.
He tapped the smart screen above my head, and music began to play.
Jhene Aiko “While We’re Young” serenaded us at a low volume.
The four showerheads sprayed down on us, and he grabbed my loofah and Caress almond body wash and began at my feet, up my legs, until he covered my body with suds.
He then dropped the loofah and grabbed the washcloth using the Dove soap bar to wash behind my ears and neck.
He dropped to his haunches before he commanded, “Open.” My legs opened, and he washed my private areas.
Once that was complete, he rinsed me, then began washing himself as I watched him in awe.
The man was blessed with his looks, his body, and that big dick lying low, touching his inner thigh.
I couldn’t believe I was in this space with him after all these years.
Now, I was feeling conflicted because while my old love was doing everything in his power to get me back, and my new love seemed to be doing everything to push me away.
I loved Liam, but his actions were flummoxing, and I had no clue what we were doing.
One hundred thirty-six hours ago, I wanted a life with Liam.
We talked about marriage and having children, the works.
Now, as I looked at this God of man rinsing the suds from his tatted-up, muscular, tall body, I didn’t know about that.
Nonetheless, I wouldn’t just jump back in with Emery like he wanted me to.
He was still in the streets, and I was still on the opposite side of the law.
Although he told me he would be done within a month, I still had to be cautious.
“Get out of your head, Yummy. No matter the circumstance, we gon’ make this shit work.
I’m not coming up off you, so dead that thought, mamas.
You should have stayed away from me.” He smirked, leaned down, and kissed my lips.
“Come on. You need your rest. Gotta get my brother and cousin off them pigs’ radar.
” He pecked my lips again, turned off the water, and helped me out of the shower.
We dried and climbed into bed naked while he cuddled up behind me. The familiarity of his arms that were now bigger and stronger lulled me to a peaceful sleep.