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Three Months Later

Months passed, and Nicole was feeling empty, especially after Nathan forced an abortion on her. Also, she was starting to feel like a sex doll for Jabari, and Tabitha basically took Michael from her. She claimed that she was still his mom, but he stayed with her and her daughter twenty-four seven.

That wasn't the half of her it Nicki always had to stay in the room like tonight. The family was having dinner with other family members, and she wasn't allowed to show her face because of the big RG on the side of her neck. Nicki didn't mind because it was the only time she got to spend time with Michael without them watching her like a hawk.

"Daddy, find us?"

"Shhh... Mikey, you can't be saying that, baby. Come here, give Mommy a hug," Nicole said as he quickly ran into her arms as a knock came on the door. Nicki yelled, come in as one of the maids walked in with their food. She was a young girl and always had a smile on her face.

"Mrs. Evans, do you need his highchair?"

"No, Viv, and please stop calling me that. Nicole is fine," Nicki said. She hated hearing that name, but it made Viv stare before laying out their food and then quickly disappearing. Nicole sighed, uncovering the dishes and sitting Michael in her lap to let him eat. Soon after, she bathed him, and he was out of the count, and so was she.

"WAKE YOU FUCKING ASS UP!" Jabari yelled with his heavy hand coming down on the back of Nicole's thigh. She quickly jumped from the pain looking around for Michael, who was nowhere to be found. Nicole wanted to fight but remember the last time Nathan broke her arm in three different places before beating the fucking shit out of her.

"I'M UP! I'M UP!" Nicole screamed as she quickly jumped up, removing her clothes. She knew exactly what he wanted. His brother was pestering him about producing an heir. Something that Nicki didn't understand when he said he was only his underboss after Reece killed their middle brother. Anyhow, Nicole laid back on the bed as Jabari roughly entered her, pounding hard for a good six to ten minutes until he came.

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"Reece, are you fucking drunk again?" Lance asked, walking into his office opening the bloody curtains. Reece was passed out on his office floor with a bottle of sixty-five-year-old Macallan Lalique for the fifth week in a row.

"You got something for me?"

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"You got something for me?"

"No, Reece..."

"WELL, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE! FIND MY FUCKING WIFE AND CHILD!" Reece yelled, throwing the empty bottle across the room. Lance stood there glaring at him shaking his head as he headed to the door.

"You know if you would have just killed the bitch soon as she stepped foot off that jet. None of this would have happened. Nicki and Michael have been missing for a total of five months. Our crew is watching the Evans estate, and they haven't been seen for months. Either they are hiding them in there or worse, Reece. They are dead. Why don't you stop moping, act like a Don and ambush the muthafuckers already? Kill them all. If they are there, we will get them back. Macey is great with computers. She and Greg have been working together and found out that your want to be baby mama was the one that set up Nicole to be kidnapped. She came here with one agenda forcing her to run so they could catch her." Lance said, making me stand from the floor.

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