Dickmatized Dainty (Book 3)

55• Kai-á Dainty Damsel

 
 
No matter what we do as women, men are always going to be better or make us better.

There will be losses and twice the blessings gained.

Few years ago, if I knew I would be in this position I would not believe it. How depression can hold us back and if we have no family support or someone in our corner then our fate could go one of two ways. Suicide or another chance.

My other chance is family.

Zuri's manifesting a huge change.

Somehow she made our family closer and that power came with being a billionaire's wife.

Zuri, Beyú, Navy, Ella, Rae, Molly, Brianna, Reneal, Reign, Willow, Robyn and myself has the luxury of traveling the world.

It was almost a girl's trip but when it comes to love, or partners voted themselves in on our adventures and it became a family vacation.

Popping out babies to continue our legacy, and to know how important this family is.

One day we're stepping out of the most luxurious brand stores in Monte Carlo into awaiting rides, getting us back to 'My Lázuri'. Zuri's gift for André's first son, a whole yacht bigger than André's own.

Their second son earned her a chain of luxurious beach villas around the Caribbean.

Their third got her a food factory that make snacks.

She demanded that three was enough but it's hard to tell when she's the only one now in France at a winery and cannot take even a sip.

The roundness of her tummy with its low shape shows that it's another boy.

All grayed up and still looking like an hunk, André held his wife loving on his lap as she feeds him grapes. Her eyes on the chef or more like the food as he makes her a plate. Adding flames to a cheese wheel and the melted content to her spaghetti pasta and chicken cutlet, perfectly seasoned.

Zyair being his usual jealous self is glaring at the poor staff who is pouring more wine on Beyú's glass. They ended up having another son and a daughter, after Mariah Hail's suspicious death.

I wouldn't cross André and I'm sure Zyair knew something but isn't a least bit fazed by the loss. That woman keeps coming around and she made a mistake stepping in André's yard. Zuri was not happy.

Saint is well occupied, licking off the honey he purposely drizzled over Navy's chest, using that as an excuse to have his face in her breasts.

Justin and Ella are loving as always.

Molly had to deal with Lucky being greedy, as he's on his third plate of food.

Rae is being ignored by everyone as she warns a staff from looking at Benjamin for too long. Another jealous person, but Ben isn't fazed. He's busy laughing at security for how his nose looks. A black man with a broad nose is judging the white man's nose for being crooked.

Looking away from everyone to my husband who is seated across from me holding out a vine of grapes dripping with honey up to my lips.

Taking off as many, I only moved away with my cheeks packed and he had his brow raised. "Really?"

I held my finger up until I was finished then spoke. "Grapes are expensive, I have to make use of this."

"Lázuri owns this winery," André announced and Zuri gasped.

"How do you know it's a boy?"

"The low tummy makes it obvious." He smiles at her, holding her there.

"Awww..."
 
 
 
 
 
 
"Mom, Stephana and Nario are messing up Mister Pierce's Kitchen." Kyng peeks inside my room to inform me.

"They're cooking again?" I asked and he hummed.

"Dad went down there first." He grinned just as I got up and I glared at him.

His calling Giovanni dad was a way they surprised me on my gender reveal for Nario. He's the product of our first night sleeping at my house, one of our homes.

He built us a home in Ironshore, Montego Bay where I can be closer to Zuri and the others. It's also a hit spot for our mothers who seem they don't have a house for themselves.

Our next child is Stephana, she came a year after and just as Zuri was getting gifts for popping out babies.

I was given a few supermarkets and restaurant franchises of my own, by my husband. He wasted no time in proposing and I didn't hitch to accept.

My original job has upgraded me to having my very own kitchen where I do small catering to my family and friends. Aunty Nyomi didn't need to worry about work when her daughter used her money to send her parents away to enjoy their lives travelling.

"Mom?"

From that tone, I knew he had something to say. "What's up?"

He came and sat next to me, leaning his head on mine. At fifteen years old, almost sixteen, he's a whole giant and looks like his biological father. So much that I had to smile each time I remember that shit denying our son of being his.

"Áanna reached out to me." He reveals.

"And?"

"She wants to talk but I don't think I want to." He chuckled. "I mean, things are going so well at school and I'm making a name for myself so I see why she wants to."

Along with Saint Junior and the Petty twins, Kyng is also attending CornwallCollegee. All four boys are well known for their great football and being multi-talented in many areas. With them being teen influencers, there's no denying that girls won't notice them.

Áanna now realizes what she lets her family have her miss out on. Or it's they that are telling her to reach out.

"And I'm not being arrogant..." He defended himself.

"I know." Mih neva did a think dat.

"But I will be picky and I will choose right." He continues. "Dad said if I'm choosing someone to spend a lifetime with, I'll have to let God do so or I'll end up with a demon with a pretty face."

"Mih cyaw bother wid the two a unuh. Gwaan wid yuh friends. Mih wah rest." I lied as I looked at the time, so he kissed my head and left.

It wasn't a minute later that Giovanni came in hurrying and locked the door behind him.

I threw off my bathrobe and he started undressing.

"Fih wih time." He chuckles wickedly.

About time mih get mih business fixed.
 
 
 
 
 

Unfortunately, this is the end but I promise there'll be a bonus chapter.