16. Ciera
I’m glad I decided to come back to New York with Juelz.
I needed to see my family. I know he and I needed to talk about what we would do as parents for our kids.
I wanted him to be a part of raising our babies, and of course, I would never keep them from Kari.
So, I indeed had some decisions to make, but I will not have my kids around Kenya.
It was just something about that woman, and I’m not going to play no fucking games when it comes to my babies.
When we got back, I assumed Juelz was going to his house with his wife.
He shocked me when he said he would be here for a day or two.
I had so much fun catching up with Grams and Ari about all the things that happened while I was gone.
They even updated me on my mother. I was going to try and go see her soon.
I needed to put my feelings to the side and see what was really going on with my mom. I heard a knock at the door.
“Come in.”
“Ciera, are you alright, do you need anything?” Juelz asked as he walked into the room and shut the door.
“No, I’m fine,” I said with a smile.
“So, tell me what your plans are regarding California. Do you plan on going back there?” He asked.
“Yes, I plan on going back in a couple of weeks. I have a place there and need to figure out my next move,” I responded, looking at him.
“Ci, we have babies coming, I can’t be in New York, and you in California. That won’t work for me, I need to see my kids every day. As a matter of fact, I need to have my kids in the same house as me every day,” he said getting upset at my answer.
“Well, Sir, I guess you got four months to adjust to whatever decision I make concerning where the babies and I will live. And how the fuck can you make demands when you have a whole fucking wife at home? The playing field has changed, Mr. Kassom. I will never keep our kids away from you. However, they will always live in my home wherever that may be!” I yelled, and he stood up and walked over to the bed where I was laying.
He bent down so close that I could feel the heat radiating off of him.
“Ciera, this is not a game I will play with you. I don’t give two fucks which city you decide to live in, California or New York.
I’m a boss baby, my office can be in either state.
But what I won’t do is play about my children, the two you are carrying, and Kari being in separate homes away from me!
That wife you say I have; she’ll be a distant memory real soon.
I love you, and I damn sure want you. I will give you all the time you need regarding me and you.
However, when it comes to our beautiful babies, you have no time,” he said as he placed a folder on my bed, kissed my lips and walked out.
I was mad as hell; I had more shit I wanted to say after he said all that.
I sat up in the bed and grabbed the folder he left behind.
I opened the folder, and there were several documents.
The first document was a bank account with my name on it, and when I read the account balance, my heart jumped out of my damn chest. There was fifteen million dollars in the account!
The next document was from an attorney stating a savings account for our unborn children had been set up, each child had five million dollars in their account and would receive two hundred thousand dollars per year until they turned twenty-one.
The other document was a deed to an eight-bedroom, six-bathroom house with my name on it. A letter was also in the folder.
Ciera, when you told me you were carrying my children that shit made me the happiest man alive.
I know it’ll take time to gain your trust and believe me, I’ll wait for you.
Please don’t take what I have done as me buying you, because baby everything that I have given you is in your name.
This is what happens when you decided to have my kids, you and my children will never want for anything in your life.
Thank you for granting them a chance at life, and thank you for blessing me with a son, and another daughter. Juelz.
I was fucking shaking and crying. Did this man just give me all this fucking money and a damn mansion!
“Ci, someone is at the door for you,” Zelan’s voice came through the intercom. I got up and made my way downstairs to the door where Zelan was standing and talking to a man.
“What’s up, Z?” I asked as Ari came up behind us, being nosey.
“He said he had a delivery for you, I’m trying to see what’s up now,” Zelan said to me and now I was curious.
“I’m Ciera. How can I help you?” I asked the guy.
“Hello, Ms. Voss. I have a delivery from Mr. Juelz Kassom. Please sign right here, and I’ll give you your package,” the guy stated. I signed my name, and he gave me an envelope that held two sets of keys.
“The rest of your delivery is in the driveway. When he said that Ari, Zelan and I took off outside.
“Dammmmn, that’s some boss shit for your ass right there!” Zelan yelled out. I couldn’t fucking believe it, he bought me two damn cars, A Bentley Bentayga SUV, and a Bentley Continental GT.
“What the fuck? Damn Ci, what the hell did you do to that man?” Ari asked. I couldn’t speak, I was still in a daze, I assumed the truck was because of the babies.
“Ari, don’t look at me, you won’t be getting two damn cars.
When you're tired of your shit, we’re trading that bad boy in, and you better hope they giving you a good deal.
I’m rich, but I’m not Juelz Kassom rich,” Zelan said with the side-eye directed at Ari.
I had tuned them out; I was just in shock.
I couldn’t believe what had just taken place.