46. Reaper
Chapter Forty-Six
REAPER
It was time to step shit up. This bitch Crystal was watching me, and she just didn’t know what she sparked in me by exposing me to Ream.
I was going to kill her, there was no nice way to put it.
Before I killed her though, I would be sure to thank her for making Ream pop up on me and put it down so good.
The mere thought of him had my sex throbbing and my mind unraveling.
Joshua was sexy as hell, he was a good friend to have, he just wasn’t Ream.
I stood in front of the well-kept acres of land and looked up at the beautiful three-story mansion.
Rellianah Powers lived like the queen she was.
I made my way to the front door, before I could knock the huge heavy doors were opening wide.
Rellianah stood looking like a plus size model fresh off the runway.
I wondered if she ever had a moment when she dressed regular.
Her lips curled into a tight smile as her blue eyes twinkled with amusement.
She rocked a white wraparound dress that exposed her thick thighs with six-inch stilettos.
Her long curly hair that went past her butt and damn near reached the back of her knees looked perfectly tamed.
“I like you.” She touched her bottom lip with her index coffin-shaped nail and paused like she was thinking.
“At first, I didn’t like you much. Thought about ways to even kill you.
I figured you would weaken my son but had no intuition of you being a snake ass bitch like that freckle face bitch.
” She stepped to the side as I entered the foyer.
Not having to be asked, I removed my sneakers and stepped over the threshold.
This huge house was immaculately structured.
The front room had iconic pictures of Scarface everywhere, black roses sat in each corner of the room on exquisite glass end tables.
She took a seat in crossed her legs, picking up a small bell, she shook it and within a couple of seconds a short pudgy Hispanic woman walked in smiling.
“Si, Mijo?” (Yes Darling?) She smiled at Rellianah lovingly as she spoke back in Spanish. It didn’t surprise me much because you could tell Rellianah was mixed with something other than black.
“El Conac en hielo.” (Cognac on ice) she smiled then looked at me.
“Would you like the same?” Her eyes landed on mine as I nodded my head yes. The woman walked away to retrieve our request as I decided to start the conversation.
“I would like to kill Crystal. I know she’s Ream’s problem but now she has become my problem.
I also know that you know exactly where she is hiding and if you don’t know you have the power to know.
” I crossed my legs just like how she had hers.
Being around such a powerful woman like Rellianah made me want to step my whole persona up to boss bitch level.
This time her smile reached her eyes causing me to smile right back at her.
“You’re crazy like me, I see it in your pretty gray eyes. Tell me Reaper, can you cut a bitch up and mail her to a muthafucca to send them a message?” Something dark flashed in her eyes and I could tell she had me beat at crazy. No but we can try! That voice tittered in my head as I laughed lowly.
“I’ve done a little torture. I haven’t tried cutting a bitch up yet,” I responded honestly.
“First lesson Reaper, we are beautiful women. We won’t do it but the people that work for me will.
That doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun with her first.” She smiled excitedly.
Her maid walked in with a gallon of Hennessy with glass cups that had ice filled to the top.
She gave us our cups and opened the bottle of liquor.
Taking her time, she poured our drinks. I took down a little as Rellianah downed her first cup in seconds.
That answered my question about why her maid stood nearby.
She walked back up and filled her cup back up damn near to the brim and sat the bottle down in front of her.
“I go to Jamaica in a couple of days to visit my father’s grave.
Hopefully, I ease up on the liquor when I return.
You know? Get a little closure from him.
I thought my dad would be here with me for a long time, I wanted him to meet his future great-grands.
I think you should accompany me, make a promise to him that you won’t kill the next baby that enters your womb from my son.
” She smiled as she chose to now sip slowly from her cup.
I now took a long gulp and looked at her ass in shock.
“Nothing passes me but the sky when it goes from light to dark.” Rellianah was a ruthless female, her looks alone would have a person thinking she was sweet and innocent. Her dialect let you know exactly how she was though.
“You remind me a lot of myself at your age. I did what I wanted, fucked whom I pleased, and I loved making muthafuckas drop down to their knees.” She chuckled taking another sip from her cup like it was juice.
“When you have a certain kind of persona, you have to look, talk and dress the part.” Sitting up in her seat, she looked me square in the eyes.
“Again, we are beautiful, thick in all the right places, but the bonus is, we paid. Born into lots of money that come with power. Doesn’t matter if the money is clean or dirty. We got it, so what I’m saying is, I want to groom you.” She smiled as I shook my head no and cleared my throat.
“With all due respect-” I started to say.
“Keep the respect, I don’t understand the word no Reaper.” Her nose went up.
“Now, my son is going to make you, his wife. Now I know it might sound crazy and off the top but it’s true.
He has his father’s blood running deep inside of him.
I was once confused and not looking to submit or commit.
I still have the submitting issues, but my husband loves me thoroughly and he ain’t no bitch.
He knows when I need to be spanked and checked.
” She smiled and blushed, turning a little red in the face. This woman was really something else.
“Don’t get it fucked up though.” She lowered her voice like someone was listening.
“If I wanted to have a nigga rubbing my feet while one got between my luscious thighs, giving me the best head ever while another fed me grapes. I could but chose not to because I have the man I need. I love him and he was created specifically for me. That’s what Ream is for you, you know the power you possess over my son like I know the power I possess over my husband.
I almost lost that a couple of times and it scared me.
Nothing scares me except losing my kids and my man.
” She paused again dramatically as her voice went low.
“The fear of losing my father, used to be embedded in me, he made me face that fear and it has messed me up.” She cleared her throat and fixed her posture then took down the rest of her drink.
“Don’t be too hard up and miss the opportunity of who your soul mate could be.
Restless, tainted souls always need someone to even them out and looking into your eyes, I can tell you at a phase with trying to sort things out within.
” She touched her chest. My heart started to beat funny.
It felt like this woman was reading me, like she could possibly understand my troubles and my mental.
It seemed as though she had the answers.
Still, I kept my defense mechanisms up to protect myself as well as my trust.
“Since you’re here and we will be going on a trip, I’ll call my driver and have him get the car ready.
We are going shopping, me grooming you, starts today.
I can’t have my daughter-in-law out here looking like a little boy.
” Rolling my eyes at her last statement, we filled our glasses as I waited for her to contact her driver.
I could see where Ream got his strong personality from.
Rellianah wasn’t giving me much of a choice but to go along with the flow.
I guess she could teach me a thing or two.
I did love how she dressed; it was so classy yet sexy all in one.
Having guards around me was never something that I considered weird.
Growing up, my dad used to be so paranoid he kept a full security detail even while I was at school.
Hanging out with Mrs. Powers made me feel normal in a sense and the more she talked the more I realized just how much Ream and I had in common.
We sat at the food court eating pizza and making small talk.
When she finished her meal, she comfortably sparked up a Newport long as I went in my purse and took me out one as well.
People gave us funny looks as we puffed on our cigarettes with not one care in the world.
I ashed on the scraps of food I had left and decided to pick her brain a little since she had been picking mine since we left her house.
I had about a hundred bags of new clothes and shoes courtesy of her.
“Did you ever feel scared of your own feelings?” She looked up at me and shrugged.
“I used to, to keep it real I still do. I don’t love much but when I do, it’s with a passion. I love my kids and husband deeply and sometimes that same love suffocates them.”