34. Sovereign
Chapter Thirty-Four
SOVEREIGN
I sat in the middle of Malice’s living room boohoo crying.
The tears were coming down so fast I couldn’t stop them.
I tried to think hard on why I was even crying but so many emotions hit me as Rose moved Jack’s frozen hands off the makeshift door raft.
As his head disappeared into the cold ass water I rocked back and forth and cried hard shoulders shaking, nose burning with my eyes feeling heavy with more tears escaping.
“Oh, Jack!” I cried like he was my man as I reached for a sweet pickle, biting right into it then shoving some white cheddar popcorn behind it for the taste effect.
I snickered a little at the fact that I was really feeling raw emotion from watching Titanic for the third time today.
I was starting to realize that I had too much time on my hands now.
My gang was running so smoothly without any hiccups since I had new Lieutenants in place.
With the protection of the syndicate, I didn’t really have to do shit but make sure I had a full-term pregnancy.
Malice was seeing to that, he had me pampered twenty-four seven. Our house was almost done being built so for now I stayed at his Mega mansion. Some days I woke up and went straight to my shop and did work that eased my mind and served as therapy for me.
I was now four in a half month pregnant and was thrilled.
The day the doctor confirmed that I was pregnant and healthy was the day I fell head over heels in love with Malice.
I mean, I couldn’t stand his fine ass at first and I really wasn’t willing to bend for him.
I got tired of running from the facts and how dainty and the soft era I was entering with her.
Being with a man like Malice was a blessing and a curse.
I held on to some of my independence and wasn’t willing to let go of my gang because it reminded me of the savage, I had to become in order to survive.
Malice had big dick energy all the way around, from the way he walked and talked and handled his business and me as his woman. What I had with him in such a short time, I never had with any man including Melvin.
The front door opened, and I quickly wiped at my face as I got super excited to see my man walk through the door.
Instead, Big B and Killa walked in with blood smeared all over their shirts.
My mouth instantly went dry as I stood to my feet and watched a couple of women walk in with scrubs.
Big B and Killa talked in hushed tones as Inferno walked in wearing all black.
His magical-looking eyes looked dull as he offered a weak smile and then collapsed down on one knee.
His deep voice rumbled with a low chuckle as he cleared his throat and forced himself to stand back up.
It was obvious that he had gotten hurt but was trying to overcome his injuries.
“Baby!” I ran towards him as he struggled and cursed at Big B for trying to help him. I quickly examined him from the top of his head to his feet until I noticed the side of his stomach. His shirt was saturated with blood. He smiled and his white teeth were covered with blood.
“I got you an early birthday gift but first, I got to let them stitch me up and get me straight.” He coughed as blood leaked from his mouth.
Holding on to his shirt he collapsed back down, and his face balled up in pain.
Quickly fixing his face he gave direct orders as Killa and Big B listened closely.
“Sovereign, go down to the guest room.” He paused and struggled catching his breath.
I want you to shower; get yourself comfortable, Rosa will bring you tea and you will rest. When you wake up, I’ll be good and ready to talk to you.
” I shook my head no, but the stern look he gave me let me know that I didn’t have a choice.
Still, I stood in place as they helped him to his feet. I wanted to know if he would be okay. I didn’t want to leave his side.
“I’m not some dainty ass bitch, Malice. You already know this.”
“I know Sovereign, but tonight you my dainty bitch. Do what the fuck I said Sove. It’s not a debate.
” He turned his head away and I grabbed him by the face and planted a soft kiss on his lips not really caring about the blood that decorated his sexy full lips.
Even in distress, Malice looked fine as hell, and I couldn’t get enough of him.
I gathered my snacks as Rosa pulled up on her golf cart helping me get my things together.
This house was big enough to get lost in and I enjoyed all the amenities it came with.
I couldn’t wait to move into something cozier though.
I didn’t want to stay here were that crazy bitch Kenya frequented.
I wanted a fresh start and didn’t want to bring a baby in a house that Malice used as his playground.
He had real corpse and bones belonging to people that wronged him and me now.
Peep’s body was my first body that I watched melt and burn, and I still saw that shit vividly. Rosa made sure to take me to the other side of the house, a side I hadn’t even seen. She told me that this is where Malice mother stayed whenever she came to visit, and I believed it.
This side of his home was like a mini apartment.
It had a living room and kitchen with a huge bedroom with a bathroom attached.
I loved the room; it had roses painted on the walls.
The entire room was painted yellow and orange.
Fresh flowers inside of a vase sat on the dresser.
When I got to the bathroom, a bubble bath was already ready.
I guess no matter what had happened to Malice tonight he had already called Rosa and had her set things up for me.
I stripped down and got in the tub but couldn’t stop my thoughts of Malice.
Even in his time of needing serious help he made sure I was good and that spoke a lot about how he felt about me.
After spending an hour in the tub, I oiled my skin and got in bed naked.
The silk sheets caressed my skin as I laid in bed alone.
I scrolled through my phone and noticed I had several missed calls from Bundy.
After seeing how Kenya acted over Malice and the desperation plastered on her face.
I became very careful and watchful with Bundy ass.
I remember seeing the same look in his eyes when he asked me what I thought about him quitting the gang just so he could be with me.
I thought back to how hard he watched me and how many times I caught him just gazing at me.
We worked close together, and I trusted him when it came down to handling shit.
I just wanted to make things easier, when it came to his feelings, and I also knew I needed to be careful being with him alone.
I would hate to have to shoot the nigga and kill him.
I locked my phone and decided to call him tomorrow.
Every night when I laid down, I thought about Abuela and Melvin and how badly I wanted them dead before I gave birth to my baby.
Pushing those negative thoughts to the side, I gained more negative thoughts about Malice.
I listened to him and came to this room because I didn’t want to make shit hard for him.
It was obvious that he was in pain. It also appeared that he was trying to hide something, and I didn’t like the feeling of being left in the dark.
He claimed to want a real marriage, so I was confused on why I couldn’t see the good, bad and ugly with him.
Not thinking twice, I picked up my phone and sat up in bed and texted him exactly how I felt.
At the end of the day, I was his wife and should’ve been in that room overseeing everything his doctor and nurses were doing to him so I could be aware of how to take care of him when they left.
I texted and told him that I didn’t like the way he went about things and to not let the shit happen again.
I locked my phone and turned Titanic on again so I could cry myself another river with all of these pregnancy emotions I was going through.
Happy to have Rosa make me her special tea, I slowly sipped it until I drifted off to sleep. It had to be around two in the morning when I felt my bed dip. I woke all the way up consciously but still laid there playing games acting like I was fake sleeping.
Feeling Malice scoot all the way up until his thick dick laid right between my ass cheeks was a top tier feeling. He grunted like he was in pain but still pulled me as close as he could as he inhaled loudly while placing a kiss to my upper back.
“I need you to identify with your greatness instead of ya scars, Sovereign. I know you can hear me to baby, trying to lay there and act like you still sleep.” He chuckled as I smiled inside still playing like I was sleep.
You gotta stop watching Titanic too, doing all this unnecessary crying, you gon’ have my baby coming out being a lil cry baby. Turn over and look at me.” He nudged me and kissed my shoulder. I smiled devilishly before turning to face the man that had me super hooked on him within a year.
I turned to face him and fell deeper in love.
His smooth tawny golden skin shined under the dim lights.
I got lost staring into his prominent magical eyes and felt like I was staring right into the eyes of my soulmate.
His smokey sensual smell drifted up my nose making my eyes flutter, those burnt fingertips stroked my cheek as I picked my hand up to touch the burn mark along his jawline.