ROMAN
April 21st
10:30 a.m.
"Why can't we do this more often?" Alisha asked me
"Cause you know what will happen if we get caught."
She rested her leg over my naked body and caressed my face.
"Its been at least two years Roman, we won't get caught."
"You're acting like this is one big fucking game." Frustrated, I sat up and turned my back to her. "If Saint finds out about us, he'll kill us both. How well do you think lil Saint and Sasha will feel if they're mom is dead and their father is in jail for killing their mom and uncle? They're life will be a living hell."
"And what about you Rome? Huh? You you don't act like you care about them when you break in, climb in my bed and fuck me like there's no tomorrow!
I'm tired of being used by you when you want your nut off. I love you Rome but it doesn't seem like you feel the same for me." She dropped her head and pouted
"Dont be like that, you know I love you. Its just that.... this has gone on way further than we expected. It was never supposed to get this deep."
I helped her up from the bed and held her in my arms.
"So you're not leaving me?"
"Of course not." I kissed her. "We just cant meet up so often anymore. But I promise to make it worth your while when we do."
"In that case," she pulled me in for another kiss. "Fuck me again... and again and again!"
"I have to go get the kids soon. Aren't y'all still going on your lil trip?"
"Yea, and, so."
"So I have to go pick them up early like you asked me to."
"You've got time." She smiled again
"I dont have enough time for another round."
"Then make it quick."
~
Soon as I got done piping Alisha down I left out to get lil Saint and Sasha from school.
"Shit, I'm late again."
I sprinted to down the hall to their class where they were sitting at their desks like good little kids.
"Saint, Sasha let's go."
They eagerly ran over to hug me.
I could tell the teacher Mr. Brownstein was upset.
"Mr. Jackson, can I speak with you for a second?"
I agreed and told the kids to wait for me at the end of the hallway.
"What's up?"
"You've been late almost everyday this week picking them up."
"I'll try harder next time."
"You said that the last time Mr. Jackson."
"And I'll say it again."
As far as I was concerned this conversation was over so I started to walk away.
"Ya know, maybe if you weren't so busy screwing your brothers baby momma you wouldn't be late all the time!"
It was people like Mr. Brownstein that I have to be careful with. Being a Jackson boy in this city meant our father's reputation would follow us everywhere we go. People would say or do things to get a reaction out of us which would send us straight to jail.
I damn sure wasn't going back to jail but being a Jackson boy also meant that we dont take shit from NOBODY! So I gave Mr. Brownstein what he was looking for... A ASS WHOPPING!
I went full beast mode on his pathetic ass. Didnt take long to get the better of him and once he was down I made sure his face said hello to my foot!
"Uncle Rome!"
Sasha's sweet voice was the only thing that stopped me
I looked down at his sorry ass and met Sasha and Saint at the end of the hallway.
"Who wants ice cream!"
I had to do something to distract the kids from what I just did. The one thing that always distracted them was ice cream. I wouldn't have beat his ass if he didnt mention something that was so delicate.
Sleeping with Alisha didnt just happen.
Saint was dogging her out, cheating and some more shit. I just so happened to be in the house the night they broke up for good. I tried to comfort her but she responded with a kiss and as fine as Alisha is, I couldn't control myself.
Shit just got deeper from there. Now I'm stuck in a position of betraying my brother and keeping Alisha happy so she won't run back and tell Saint.
Shitty ass world I live in!
"Dont tell mommy or daddy what happened at school today ok?"
They nodded without ever looking up at me. That ice cream had them in a trance.
After I dropped the kids off I had to go in and check on mom. It's been a few weeks since I seen her and from Christian tells me shes been shooting up again.
When I pulled up to the house, my ex Jazmin was standing there in her usual skanky ass clothes. This bitch hardly ever covered her body when the weather warmed up. But if I'm being honest, she was looking good in her jean booty shorts and her black halter top. Her tits were practically hanging out of her shirt.
"Hey Roman baby."
She walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. "I've been waiting for you to come home."
"You know I got shit to do. Why you waiting for me?"
She spun me around and pushed me back on the car. Checking to see if the coast was clear, she pulled her tits out and brushed them across my chest.
"Cause my body has been wanting you so much lately. I can still feel you inside me."
"I haven't seen you in over a week Jazmin."
"And I can still feel you stroking in and out of me like we used to do back in the day." She grabbed a handful of my privates. "C'mon let's go in the house."
"Cant, moms in there."
"Then I promise to be quiet."
She smiled pulling me towards the house by my hand knowing she got her way.
Jazmin was a no good ass bitch. And I knew that! She was crazy as hell with a throat game to die for and some of the best pussy I've ever had. We split a few years ago but that didnt stop us from fucking. A part of me didnt want to stop but my bros were always in my head telling me to stop fucking with shawty. Of course I never listened. Jazmin had me pussy whipped and I was about to show her just how much I wanted her too.
~
"Hows your mom doing?"
She asked me as she lit the blunt.
"You have me sneak you in here, fuck the shit outta you and then ask about my mom?"
"She was like a mother to me too Rome you know that."
I sat down beside her. "Christian says shes been shooting up again."
"What? I thought she was clean?"
"Not from what I've heard. She's been lying to us this whole time saying shes going to rehab but she was really living with her drug dealer. Now she's back on the shit and its nothing we can do."
"Yea I feel your pain. The whole city is losing its glory."
"The whole city?"
"You haven't heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Demetri is living his last days at home. Word on the street is that the chemo didnt work. The doctors gave him a few more weeks to live. And you know Demetri is the whole reason this city has prospered. This shit is going to waste without him."
"So who the hell is gonna take over when he dies? Somebody gotta run the city or we all going down the shit hole."
"I dont know. He didnt have any sons and his daughters are moving with their mom. Nobody knows what's gonna happen to all his shit. The house, the cartel, the money. I guess it's all up for grabs now."
I sat back to think while she finished smoking. Running this city would be exactly what my brothers and I needed to come up. With mom on drugs and pops facing life, we needed all the money and power we could get.
"I've got some things to take care of."
She placed the blunt on the dresser, fixed her hair and left.
I was convinced that me and my bros could run this city with an iron fist like Demetri and my pops used to do. It was my brothers that I had to convince next.
10:30 a.m.
"Why can't we do this more often?" Alisha asked me
"Cause you know what will happen if we get caught."
She rested her leg over my naked body and caressed my face.
"Its been at least two years Roman, we won't get caught."
"You're acting like this is one big fucking game." Frustrated, I sat up and turned my back to her. "If Saint finds out about us, he'll kill us both. How well do you think lil Saint and Sasha will feel if they're mom is dead and their father is in jail for killing their mom and uncle? They're life will be a living hell."
"And what about you Rome? Huh? You you don't act like you care about them when you break in, climb in my bed and fuck me like there's no tomorrow!
I'm tired of being used by you when you want your nut off. I love you Rome but it doesn't seem like you feel the same for me." She dropped her head and pouted
"Dont be like that, you know I love you. Its just that.... this has gone on way further than we expected. It was never supposed to get this deep."
I helped her up from the bed and held her in my arms.
"So you're not leaving me?"
"Of course not." I kissed her. "We just cant meet up so often anymore. But I promise to make it worth your while when we do."
"In that case," she pulled me in for another kiss. "Fuck me again... and again and again!"
"I have to go get the kids soon. Aren't y'all still going on your lil trip?"
"Yea, and, so."
"So I have to go pick them up early like you asked me to."
"You've got time." She smiled again
"I dont have enough time for another round."
"Then make it quick."
~
Soon as I got done piping Alisha down I left out to get lil Saint and Sasha from school.
"Shit, I'm late again."
I sprinted to down the hall to their class where they were sitting at their desks like good little kids.
"Saint, Sasha let's go."
They eagerly ran over to hug me.
I could tell the teacher Mr. Brownstein was upset.
"Mr. Jackson, can I speak with you for a second?"
I agreed and told the kids to wait for me at the end of the hallway.
"What's up?"
"You've been late almost everyday this week picking them up."
"I'll try harder next time."
"You said that the last time Mr. Jackson."
"And I'll say it again."
As far as I was concerned this conversation was over so I started to walk away.
"Ya know, maybe if you weren't so busy screwing your brothers baby momma you wouldn't be late all the time!"
It was people like Mr. Brownstein that I have to be careful with. Being a Jackson boy in this city meant our father's reputation would follow us everywhere we go. People would say or do things to get a reaction out of us which would send us straight to jail.
I damn sure wasn't going back to jail but being a Jackson boy also meant that we dont take shit from NOBODY! So I gave Mr. Brownstein what he was looking for... A ASS WHOPPING!
I went full beast mode on his pathetic ass. Didnt take long to get the better of him and once he was down I made sure his face said hello to my foot!
"Uncle Rome!"
Sasha's sweet voice was the only thing that stopped me
I looked down at his sorry ass and met Sasha and Saint at the end of the hallway.
"Who wants ice cream!"
I had to do something to distract the kids from what I just did. The one thing that always distracted them was ice cream. I wouldn't have beat his ass if he didnt mention something that was so delicate.
Sleeping with Alisha didnt just happen.
Saint was dogging her out, cheating and some more shit. I just so happened to be in the house the night they broke up for good. I tried to comfort her but she responded with a kiss and as fine as Alisha is, I couldn't control myself.
Shit just got deeper from there. Now I'm stuck in a position of betraying my brother and keeping Alisha happy so she won't run back and tell Saint.
Shitty ass world I live in!
"Dont tell mommy or daddy what happened at school today ok?"
They nodded without ever looking up at me. That ice cream had them in a trance.
After I dropped the kids off I had to go in and check on mom. It's been a few weeks since I seen her and from Christian tells me shes been shooting up again.
When I pulled up to the house, my ex Jazmin was standing there in her usual skanky ass clothes. This bitch hardly ever covered her body when the weather warmed up. But if I'm being honest, she was looking good in her jean booty shorts and her black halter top. Her tits were practically hanging out of her shirt.
"Hey Roman baby."
She walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. "I've been waiting for you to come home."
"You know I got shit to do. Why you waiting for me?"
She spun me around and pushed me back on the car. Checking to see if the coast was clear, she pulled her tits out and brushed them across my chest.
"Cause my body has been wanting you so much lately. I can still feel you inside me."
"I haven't seen you in over a week Jazmin."
"And I can still feel you stroking in and out of me like we used to do back in the day." She grabbed a handful of my privates. "C'mon let's go in the house."
"Cant, moms in there."
"Then I promise to be quiet."
She smiled pulling me towards the house by my hand knowing she got her way.
Jazmin was a no good ass bitch. And I knew that! She was crazy as hell with a throat game to die for and some of the best pussy I've ever had. We split a few years ago but that didnt stop us from fucking. A part of me didnt want to stop but my bros were always in my head telling me to stop fucking with shawty. Of course I never listened. Jazmin had me pussy whipped and I was about to show her just how much I wanted her too.
~
"Hows your mom doing?"
She asked me as she lit the blunt.
"You have me sneak you in here, fuck the shit outta you and then ask about my mom?"
"She was like a mother to me too Rome you know that."
I sat down beside her. "Christian says shes been shooting up again."
"What? I thought she was clean?"
"Not from what I've heard. She's been lying to us this whole time saying shes going to rehab but she was really living with her drug dealer. Now she's back on the shit and its nothing we can do."
"Yea I feel your pain. The whole city is losing its glory."
"The whole city?"
"You haven't heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Demetri is living his last days at home. Word on the street is that the chemo didnt work. The doctors gave him a few more weeks to live. And you know Demetri is the whole reason this city has prospered. This shit is going to waste without him."
"So who the hell is gonna take over when he dies? Somebody gotta run the city or we all going down the shit hole."
"I dont know. He didnt have any sons and his daughters are moving with their mom. Nobody knows what's gonna happen to all his shit. The house, the cartel, the money. I guess it's all up for grabs now."
I sat back to think while she finished smoking. Running this city would be exactly what my brothers and I needed to come up. With mom on drugs and pops facing life, we needed all the money and power we could get.
"I've got some things to take care of."
She placed the blunt on the dresser, fixed her hair and left.
I was convinced that me and my bros could run this city with an iron fist like Demetri and my pops used to do. It was my brothers that I had to convince next.
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