When we offered to share profits with them and to meet the Domi guy, we were told to forget about it and to never say his name again. Of course, we thought that was weird and thought they had business with the underworld. How little we knew back then. It wasn’t until Landen and I met Angel and Nia that we understood what underworld they were really a part of. Even now it’s hard to believe and reflect on everything we found out.
After I mix together the mac and cheese, I check on the lobster while mixing together the garlic and butter. Sprinkling a bit of salt into the macaroni and cheese I stir in the ingredients and set it aside. I shake my head at how much my wife loves her some seafood. Putting all the food to cook, I check my phone then go upstairs to check on my wife.
I smile when I see she’s still laying where I left her. I love when my woman is relaxed and unbothered by the little things in life. I love even more that I was the one to give her that comfortability.
“How are you Babylove? Can I get you anything?” She looked up from the show she was watching and blinked.
“Channing, I changed my mind. I can’t do this.” I felt as if I were going to fall over and die.
“Whoa, slow down Angel where did that come from? Are you unhappy? Did I do something? Was the decaf nasty? I can make you another if you don’t like that one.” Damn Cappuccino machine! I’m throwing it ou-
“No, the cappuccino was delicious. It’s just-” She stopped and chuckled but I couldn’t see anything funny about the situation.
“It’s just what? What could have happened in such a small amount of time to make you change your mind?”
“Nothing happened, I simply came to my senses. For some reason when you’re near me all reason escapes me. Hence the reason I was never able to leave that miserable ass job.”
“Hey!”
“No, ain’t no hey! Channing you know how you treated me…but that’s not the point I’m trying to make.” Frustrated I look over at her waiting for her explanation. “The point I’m trying to make is that what we are doing is irrational. Who the hell moves like this in real life? We just got together. Not even forty-eight hours ago I hated your guts and now I’m living with you and-”
“I don’t see a problem with anything you just stated.” She sighed and threw her head back.
“But…”
“But nothing Angel you aren’t moving out, and that’s final. Even if you could where the hell can you go? You even said yourself the rent is to high here. It’s a waste of money to rent when you can live here rent free and save your money. Hasn’t anyone ever told you that renting carrie a one hundred percent interest rate? You don’t get a return on that unless you’re doing business from home, which you are not.” I say trying to clear her doubts.
“But what if we don’t work out? Huh? What then? What if we break up?” Her eyes widened, and I almost wondered why until I turn and see my face in the mirror. Shit! They said this wouldn’t happen to Landen and I. Covering my face, I take a deep breath and I look back up at her. She blinks and rubs her eyes then sits back looking stunned. “Something is wrong with me.” She whispered, and I immediately try to change the subject.
“I would NEVER allow us to break up Angel. I told you I really care for you. I want you more than I want my next breath.” Her face softened up and she smiled.
“I’m scared of putting my faith in this relationship like I did others and it doesn’t pan out. I mean… look at me and look at you. I’ve never been so self-conscious before but just everything about this screams fairytale love.” I can’t help but look her up and down trying to figure out where this lack of confidence is coming from. Yes, she might not be America’s standard of beauty but to hell with that. She’s my EVERYTHING. She asked me to look at the two of us and compare but she has no clue that I’ve been doing that for over three years now and I find myself unworthy. A man like me who stood so low as to buy out her apartment building just to manipulate her into living with me. She really has no idea the things I’m willing to do just to keep her.
“Angel you are beyond worthy of a fairytale love, and don’t take my words lightly. I really mean it when I say I won’t let you go.” She dipped her head and smirked.
“So, what you're just going to chain me to the bed making sweet love to me like you did last night and this morning? Is that how you’re going to ensure that I don’t leave you? Or will you fuck me into submission make me to fall in love with you, marry you then never sign divorce papers if I want to leave?” She joked but I could feel my blood pressure starting to rise at the very thought of doing exactly that. I get up and go over to her caging her in with my arms.
“That sounds like a plan beautiful.” She smirked and shook her head.
“What am I going to do with you Channing Stohurst? How have you turned me to mush in a matter of hours?” I look at her seriously then grab her chin so she can stay focused on me.
“I’d love it if you simply stay with me for the rest of your life. How about that?” My wife, ever so cheeky, wraps her arms around me and pulls me into the bed.
“Fine it seems you wore me down.”
~*~
I rinse the dishes off happy that she enjoyed the dinner that I prepared for her. Placing them into the dishwasher I then grab the bottle of her favorite pink champagne, some chocolate, and some freshly peeled and cut up fruit. As I make my way into the bedroom where my woman is laying out full and waiting for her desert, I do my best to balance the desert tray. Inside I see her half asleep and trying to keep her eyes open. Slipping into the room I hurry over to the bathroom and set everything in my hands down.
Taking out some lavender and rose bath oils and some bubbles, I set everything up so that she could enjoy a nice soak and be fed by me. Back in the room I kiss her ass because she was laying on her belly.
“Wake up Angel.” She hummed and turned over and looked at me.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to go to fall asleep. This bed is just so comfortable.” I know because I bought this bed made specifically for her.
“Well I’m glad that that your new home is treating you well.” I take her hand and kiss it.
“I’m still getting used to it, but I love it here. It feels like a home made specifically for me.” My heart swelled. I'd done it! She acknowledged my hard work!
“You know what they say. Mi casa es su casa. Please think of this house exactly as that. Think about it being built exactly to your liking and make it yours.” I’m sure we had a baby on the way anyway. I need to make sure to ease up on her workload. I don’t want my babies to be suffering when I can take care of them. Though being with her had me wanting to retire and just lay here, I knew I couldn’t do that. My woman needed a man who was willing to do anything and everything to keep her comfortable. I might have billions but that might not be enough for her in the long run.
That thought made me stiffen. I hope she won’t think I’m being lazy when I take time off with her and the baby. I’ll work harder and invest in more companies. I'll do my best for my family. I’ll start looking into that tomorrow, I can’t have my woman thinking I'm not a fit husband or father. I need to start by taking care of my wife, standing up I scoop her up and she flails around and holds onto my neck.