Dave East Imagines

Dave and Ebony

Ebony
"So I guess you saw enough Mr.East?"
He didn't reply. He just looked at me with compassion....compassion I hadn't felt in a long time from anyone but especially a man.
Mr. East excused himself briefly and then came back in with two burly men that look like they've killed before.
"Ebony this is Razel and Louie, they're my security you'll be going with them to my home. Does anyone and I mean anyone know you're in New York?"
"No, I had to protect my family so I haven't reached out to them I only came here because it's a familiar area."
"Write down the names and addresses of your closet loved ones" Mr. East said as he pushed a pen and legal pad into my hand.
"Ok" I stuttered. My hands were shaking so bad I couldn't even write.

Dave
"Are you fucking insane?" my boy Ezra yelled through the phone. "Nigga Tennessee is known to behead niggas if we got to war with him it will be too much heat on our organization. Give that bitch a few stacks and wash your hands with her."
"Ez, I can't do that she's got a whole usb drive of videos of him beating and raping her. I can't let this nigga get ahold of her."
"Dave what is up with you?! You like the bitch or something"
"Ay, Ez watch your mouth" I warned.
"Oh, great I know when you like a bitch Dave you like this bitch you wouldn't do this for just anybody."
"I didn't say I liked her I'm concerned about her safety and her child's safety."
"Look nigga even though I think you're crazy you know I'll ride with whatever. If we gotta kill that nigga so be it."

Ebony
I've been at Mr. East's home for about a week now. I barely see him. He has only come to my room once  to check on me and Malachi but other than that I haven't been around him at all.
He has a chef that cooks all of our meals but he's often not here when the food is made. I always make
him a plate and leave it in the microwave.
Today I got word from his security that he wanted to meet with me at 4 for dinner. I wonder what this was about.
Since I've moved in he's basically given me a prepaid card to buy whatever I need for Malachi and I off of Amazon. So I've gotten some cute lounge sets that could double as
day outfits.
I opted to wear my army green midi dress with the matching cardigan to dinner tonight.
I box braided my own hair earlier this week so I put it into a high bun.
I added a little lipgloss and mascara and I was ready.
I'm not conceited but I'm pretty it doesn't take much for me to get ready.
Even after having Malachi my body has pretty much snapped into shape. I had a strong workout regimen during my pregnancy and post partum I kept it up.
As I descended the stairs I heard Malachi's distinctive giggles. When I made it to the bottom I saw Mr. East playing peekaboo with Malachi. Everytime he showed his face Malachi went into a fit of giggles. He wasn't even like this with his own father. Malachi cried everytime Tennessee handled him. I was in awe at their little interaction and before I knew it I was staring.
He must've felt my stare because he looked up and focused his beautiful face on mine. I blushed.
I'm a grown ass woman blushing like a little high schooler with a crush.
He broke his stare on my face and gave me a quick once over from head to toe.
"I like your hair" he said.
"Thanks. I decided to do something a little more manageable." I replied.
Mr. East gestured for me to take a seat. I tried to pick Malachi up but he refused to leave Mr. East's arms.
"Fine spoiled child" I giggled and took a seat.
For dinner we had lasagna and side salad. We sat in silence eating while Mr.East fed Malachi and himself at the same time. I was touched by his attentiveness to my son. He even remembered to burp him when he finished his bottle. As we finished up Malachi was fast asleep.
"Sabrina" Mr.East yelled. "Come get little man and take him to the room." Sabrina was Mr.East's housekeeper and now designated baby handler when the need arrived. She didn't mind though she loved Malachi and Mr. East gave her a bump in her salary for the occasional baby duty.
Sabrina arrived swiftly and scooped Malachi up and took him to my room. Mr. East turned on a baby monitor and handed it to me.
"Follow me" he said.
He led me to apart of his mansion I had never toured. He finally came to a bookcase or so I thought it was a bookcase until he turned it around and it revealed a secret room. The room looked just like
The Situation Room in the White House. There was  an elongated table and two chairs. Mr. East instructed me to sit.
He turned on the TV and played a video of Tennessee in Mr. East's office asking Mr. East to find me and kill me and Malachi.
This man knew no boundaries he wanted his own child dead.
"Ebony we have two options either you can fake your death or I can kill him. Your choice."
"I need to think about it"
"What's their to think about Ebony? He wants you and Malachi dead! Did we just not watch the same video?" he questioned.
"Yes, but...."
"But NOTHING Ebony kill this nigga! I have my team trailing his every move all I need is your approval."
"I...I...I need to go."
"Go where?"
"Maybe if I go home we can work it out...he's just mad that's all"
"Are you crazy he will kill you the first chance he gets and make it look accidental."
"He wouldn't...."
"Yes he would Ebony. What hold does he have over you...are you brainwashed or plain dumb?"

I looked at East and turned to walk away.
"I'm going home"
As soon as I made it to the faux door East grabbed me from behind and I heard the clinking of handcuffs. I have no idea where he even got them from.
I began to wriggle and fight with all of my strength to no avail. I was so tired I gave up I wasn't going to win.
"I can't let you leave. Trust me I don't like this either" he said as he cuffed my other wrist.
He then dialed a number from the landline phone in the room and gave the go ahead for his team to kill Tennessee.
I sobbed.
"My son won't have a father!"
"His father didn't even want him alive Ebony!"
East got in my face and said in a low tone "I did what you couldn't do as his mother protect him. Tennessee is a ruthless nigga he would've never forgiven you. I'm also putting my G-Code rep on the line protecting you and your son! And let me be clear none of this was for you it was for your son. I could give a fuck what happens to you after the stunt you just pulled."

Dave
I didn't mean what I said but Ebony hurt me. I took the handcuffs off her wrist and examined her wrists to make sure she wasn't injured and when I didn't see any bruising I kissed her wrists one by one. After a few seconds I stepped aside so she could go to her room. My heart ached at hearing her cry all the way down the corridor. I wanted to comfort her but I had to be G about it I couldn't give in. Tennessee had to go.

***Three Weeks Later***

"East you killed that nigga because you want Ebony to yourself admit it" Ezra said as he fumbled through my liquor cabinet.
"Ez, I don't want to talk about it."
"Whatever nigga what has it been like since you offed him? Since he's dead she can move out right?"
"Yeah, I guess but I'm not sure if I'm ready for that"
"Ready for what nigga? Y'all playing house now or something"
"No I just need to make sure she's totally safe."
"What you mean?!"
"I don't know Ez damn!"
"Dont get your panties in a bunch nigga" Ezra laughed. "C'mon let's hit up King of Diamonds tonight it's gone be some bad bitches in the building to get your mind off of her."
"Actually Ez that don't sound like a bad idea."

Ebony
I went downstairs to get a bottled water. I heard East leave earlier this evening to go out with his crew. As I made it to the steps to go back up after getting my water I stopped when I heard East's belt buckle being jingled behind his office door downstairs.
The door was slightly open and I saw a woman unbuckling his pants prepping to suck his dick.
"Oh yes Ebony" East moaned.
"Who the fuck is Ebony?" the pist female said.
East laughed. "Look either you gone suck me off or you can get the fuck out."
"I'll get the fuck out let Ebony suck your dick" she replied.
I giggled. As I heard her footsteps get closer to the door I hid behind a tall statue. She left angrily leaving profanities in her trail as she walked. East's security blind folded her and pushed her into a waiting ride. He really didnt want women to know where he lived at but at least he's safe.
I then heard East's footsteps head toward the office door so I kept hiding.
When I was sure he went to his room I popped out from behind the statue only to be greeted by a very high and drunk East. His eyes were low and he had a smirk on his face.
"You shouldn't eaves drop that's petty."
I giggled "I wasn't eavesdropping I came to get a bottled water" I retorted.
"So you wanted to watch me get head"
"Ew no"
"Yes you did" he said with a lustful gaze.
I shifted my weight from one foot to another. I tried to ease past him but he stopped my retreat with his strong arm. He pulled me into his office and pressed his body against mine.
He cupped my left breast and started to rub it.
He then used his free hand to find my pussy under my satin pajama shorts.
He separated my labia and encircled my clit with his thumb running his rough fingers over it again and again.
He didn't kiss me as he pleased me rather he watched every facial expression I made intently as he used his hands to torture me. He plunged his fingers in and out again and again and again until my release started to build in my core. While looking into my eyes he quickened his pace. Every time I moaned he did too and it's something about hearing a man moan that sets me off sexually. After two more torturous minutes I climaxed on his hand. He removed his hand and licked his fingers dry, while I watched. It was so erotic. He then stuck those same fingers in me again and pulled them out and placed them in my mouth so I could taste myself.
I was spent from foreplay, I couldn't even imagine what the dick was like. He cupped my face and kissed my forehead I pressed against him because my legs felt like jello. He steadied me and then adjusted my nightclothes and said "Goodnight Ebony." I was speechless as soon as I was out of his grip I hightailed it to my room, What the fuck is he doing to me?