Chapter 6

Nigel paced the floor of his room as his two friends sat on the bed and listened to him rant. He still had not heard from Miriam and it was an hour before Amy’s performance. Gio stood, “We came here to spend time with Amy and your mother, let’s focus on that.”

Nigel grunted, “Why the fuck did she even come? We could have left her. I hate this shit!”

“Tranquilo, amigo,” said Emilio.

Nigel’s cell phone sounded, “It’s her,” he said before he answered, “M, where—”

“Love, please don’t be angry. I met up with some old friends and they invited me to a premiere for their new movie in LA at a film festival.”

Nigel’s head looked as if it were going to explode. He took a few deep breaths. It was silent as he listened to her go on and on about the two Nigerian guys she was with. When she finally paused, he took another breath, “And what about our daughter’s dance recital?”

She was silent. He scoffed, “You know what M, have yourself a fucking great time.”

“You aren’t upset, are you?”

He ended the call and almost threw his cell phone but he paused. He chuckled twice. Gio placed his hands on Nigel’s shoulders, “It’s okay. I mean it’s not but you know Miriam is not about this kind of life. She likes to be out and about the town.”

“And what am I supposed to do with that information?”

Gio shrugged, “You can either accept it or not.”

Nigel nodded. He took a few more breaths. There was a knock at the door. Sarah’s voice sounded, “You guys have to come to see our little princess.”

This immediately put a smile on his face. He hurried to the door and opened it. He saw Amy with her hair pulled up in a bun with all of her baby hairs swirling the front of her head, “You look so precious,” he said to her.

Gio and Emilio agreed. She smiled; pleased with the compliments she said, “Auntie Nyla did my hair and makeup.” Her face beamed with pride.

“She did an excellent job,” replied Nigel as they exited his room. Nyla was standing in the hall along with Sarah. Nigel smiled at Nyla, “Thank you so much.”

“No problem. It was my pleasure.”

“It’s time for us to get going. Emily and Adrienne will ride with me and Amy, you can drive the rest,” said Sarah.

“I want my dad to drive me,” Amy protested.

Sarah hesitated, “I suppose if Gio doesn’t mind driving Nigel’s car, I can ride with you all so Amy can have her wish.”

Gio smiled, “Of course. I’d love to.”

“Thanks, Uncle Gio.”

The dance studio wasn’t far only a few miles from the area. As Nigel drove with Emily sitting on the passenger side and the girls in the back, he remained quiet. His mind kept trying to conceive of why Miriam would just take off when they were about to do something so important.

Emily could sense his energy was off. She attempted to make a joke to which Nigel didn’t respond. “I guess I better work on my comedic skills,” she commented.

His head turned to her, “What was that?”

“I was just trying to lighten the mood a bit. You’re not feeling up to it.”

“I’m sorry Emily.”

“It’s all right. I get it. You’re upset and rightfully so.”

Nigel sighed. He and Emily had been together before he moved off to attend college. She dreamed that Nigel would return and marry her but she later found that Nigel had become smitten with Miriam who was quite the looker.

Emily was modest and didn’t have the glam or glitz that Miriam possessed. Many often thought of her as the girl that guys had as a friend and nothing more.

“I’m trying to not think about any of it,” he said exhausted from running different scenarios in his mind.

“Our minds tend to focus on the negative even when we have so many beautiful things around us to appreciate. You have your mother, your beautiful daughter, friends ... I’m still your friend, Nigel,” she reassured him with her sweet eyes.

He smiled, “You’re right. I’m going to enjoy this night and leave tomorrow’s woes for another time.”

“That’s the spirit,” smiled Emily.

The show was adorable. A company of young women of different age groups took to the stage to wow their onlookers with their best efforts. As Nigel sat watching his daughter, he was in awe. He had to contain his emotions but she did have star quality.

He indulged in her performance and realized that he did have something beautiful. His daughter and new talent for his label. He stood and clapped enthusiastically when the show ended.

They took the girls out to eat and later Sarah offered to take the girls to her house so the grownups could go over to Emily’s place for drinks. After all, the day was still young and there was a lot of partying to be done.

Emily lived in her sister’s home. Her sister was a pilot and stayed gone often. Her husband worked in politics and stayed busy. They offered Emily to stay with them so she could help out with Adrienne, which she loved doing.

They were in the sitting room listening to Nyla’s two songs that were completed from Nigel’s phone.

Emily was amazed, “I knew this girl had to be something when she told me that you signed her.”

“She’s got that special something. This time it will be perfect.” He remembered his time with Sky. It turned out to be a fiasco and nearly ended his company but he managed to sign a few people after her that got him back on solid footing in the industry.

He saw Nyla as the thing that would propel his company into international recognition. He had talked with Gio about doing a three-album deal and if things continued to progress more would be available.

The station was playing her song Bitch Vibes like crazy. People were using it on social media and Nigel had already started getting messages and phone calls about meeting Nyla. This was big and they all recognized the potential.

Nyla smiled as she looked into Gio’s eyes, “Thank you, babe, for everything.”

Tampa, FL, USA

Jake looked into the disgruntled man’s face as he held him by the throat against the wall of his house, “Tell me the fucking truth!”

He choked and gagged, “I done told you ... I didn’t send anyone to your spot. How the fuck would I know where your spot is if you always met me at the warehouse?”

The man realized there was some validity to what Jake said. Jake had never been to his location where he farmed out the products, he stole from various companies and sold to his suppliers for profit.

Yet somehow, he did not understand how he was tracked down. The police showed up at his spot and confiscated thousands of dollars worth of equipment from precious metals to car parts and stereo systems. Some of his men were behind bars. But he knew the cops would not stop until they found the one in charge.

He rubbed his scruffy chin, “This is bad,” he said in Spanish. “I have to figure out how to fix this or we’re in trouble.”

Jake’s eyebrow lifted, “We?”

“Yes, we.”

He shook his head, “Nah, dude, I don’t know nothing about what you had going on other than what I already sold to you. Any problem you have now ... is your own.”

“I said, this is our problem.”

“How?”

“Because I said so. If your stupid ass would not have gotten yourself fired ... this would not be an issue. That warehouse was my biggest source of income and you fucking ruined it. The way I see it is this is all your fault,” he said as he nodded, “Yes, your fault.”

Jake was done. He had too many issues to worry about. The first was getting revenge on Gio and reclaiming his wife. The second was finding some kind of employment. His funds were low and the rent was coming due again soon. He didn’t have time to mess around his Fernando anymore.

“Dude, I just,” Jake started in desperation, “I’m still trying to get my wife back from this fool and my rent is coming due. You realize ... that this shit cost me a good job and my record was already bad. It’s not going to be easy—”

“Ya, Ya, I don’t want to hear about your problems,” Fernando stated as he pulled out a stack of cash, “pay your fucking rent, you work for me now. I have a sweet job for you, hijo, one that you will enjoy.” He grinned sinisterly.

Jake watched as Fernando walked toward the front door. He picked the money up off the floor and fanned through it, “what do I have to do?” he asked.

Fernando stopped by the door and turned to him, “Whatever I tell you to.”

Jake nodded, “I want revenge on Gio, too.”

Fernando smiled, “Revenge is my middle name.”

Jake smiled. The door opened. Fernando left.

London, England

Nyla had only had a couple of glasses of wine but Emilio, Gio, Emily, and Nigel drank until they were shit-faced. She ended up driving herself, Gio, and Emilio back to the house. They went to the bedroom that she and Gio shared.

As she lay with Emilio between her legs with his face buried in her treasure, Gio stood at the head of the bed with his cock between her lips. Back and forth he moved to stuff her mouth. He felt her lips pressing on his shaft as she hummed.

Emilio was enjoying his first time with Nyla. He wondered when he would get invited to the party and there it was. He took his time and French kissed her center. She had a fist full of his hair as she lay in ecstasy enjoying his tongue.

Once she dripped nectar on his lips, he kneeled between her legs and surveyed her opening. His fingers played slipping in and out until she climaxed again. Nyla was in heaven. She had gone over a year without sex and suddenly she was having her socks rocked every night.

Emilio had seven inches of curved cock. She felt it when he pressed his way inside. He held her leg up and kissed down her shin as he stroked. She liked how each man had his cadence and different stoke patterns. The way his hips moved in a wave in a continuous motion.

Her mouth was still stuffed. Her jaws grew tired. Gio stepped back and got in bed next to her on the left. His mouth covered her left nipple. It was something so erotic about hearing his love moan in ecstasy as he lay there. He couldn’t wait to stuff her pussy with his giant cock and erupt inside of her. He didn’t mind his friend warming her up but he loved to be the one to finish.