NOTE: This work contains material not suitable for anyone under eighteen (18) or those of a delicate nature. This is a story and contains descriptive scenes of a graphic, sexual nature. This tale is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously—any resemblance to actual persons, whether living, deceased, real events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

After growing up in the ghetto, being a multimillionaire is a much better life for me. Oh, by the way, my name’s Brackston Amadi.

My partner, his wife, and daughter are staying at my getaway beach house with me. Dwight Blanchette’s wealth is generational and built on his family’s white privilege and corruption, with its roots sprouting from the Old South. While he’s a nice enough fellow, he proved to be the worst person to secure the future for his descendants.

He’s weak-willed, impulsive, and has the business acumen and spine of a jellyfish. Once I met him, it took no time to take over his business and push him into a minority ownership of the seven-generation company.

It also took no time to cuckold him and convince his wife, Blanche, to cage his manhood. Just my way of welcoming Dwight into BNWO servitude. Blanche is now eight months along with our first child. This weekend excursion is the perfect time to claim their 19-year-old daughter, Ivorie.