Roman Prov.
My baby girl is doing fine & today is her 7th birthday. She looks soo much like Jada it's scary. Those hazel greenish eyes are what slowly kills me everyday. After Royal was released, I walked away from the pimp game & liquidated all my funds & started mutiple business from boutiques, hair/nail salons to spas & let my hoes well employees run it. Of course only the most trusted & loyal of my women managed the businesses. My right hand woman, Remy, made sure business was handled & that Royal & I were tooken care of. I slowly felt myself falling for Remy. She hadn't once left baby girl or me hanging ever since Jada's death. She even convinced me to reach out to RJ. My lawyers were working on getting him home soon.
"DADDD!" I heard Royal call as I heard her little feet running up the steps to my room. She busted open the door looking like the princess she was. She had on a beautiful cotton candy blue dress with pink sparkles, pink & clear rhinestones across the breast area, cute little matching flats & a silver tiara on her curly long hair. "Baby girl," I spoke sternly "what have i told you about knocking before you come in to my room?" "Sorry, Dad I just wanted to show you my dress," she said sweetly while bating her long eyelashes at me. Smh, she is a little con artist in the making.
We walked down stairs & into the back yard where her disney princess themed party will be underway in about another thirty mins. I went all out. There were 3 bouncers, a mini castle, and our pool, of course. The catering company had prepared a 4 layer white, pink & blue cake, along with rotel, wings, pizza, hot dogs, burgers, 8 flavors of ice cream & alot of snacks. I was determined to make this a memorable birthday for her. I watched as she walked around speaking to some of her early guests & thought about how happy Jada would be if she was to see her.
Remy Prov.
Its Royal's birthday & I am glad it's almost over. I slaved making sure she had everything a 7 year old girl could want. I've been like a mother to her & it shows. She calls me mom & even though Roman doesn't admit it, we are like a family. He is the stay at home dad while I handle the businesses. We own.. yes baby we, my name is on the least as well, 12 boutiques, 8 day spas, 10 hair salons & 7 nail shops from California to Georgia. On average, after handling our business expenses we bring home about 25k a month.
Yes, I was one of Roman top money makers not because of my services but my education & clientele. I graduated top 5 in my highschool, got a full scholarship to UCLA, where i got my masters in business economics, but it was the streets gave me my bachelors in persuasion. I was prostitute true enough, but only for rich powerful men with something to lose. I came from money, but after i graduated my father cut me off. I didnt choose the muslim way, so i was let go. I was 23 when i met Roman & i knew he would be a good investment, until i learned we were on the same team. We've been partners ever since. He hooked the women, I kept them in line.
I heard a commotion going on in the house, so I left the yard to see what was going on. I walked in & saw Roman bending Sandra over the island in our kitchen & my eyes immediately welled with tears. He hasn't touched me since Jada's death, but here he was balls deep in this nappy headed old ignorant hoe. I heard her moan his name & then i lost it. I picked up a pot off my smooth surface stove & threw it at the them. BOOM! It connected to the back of his head, I've always had good aim. He turned , saw me "Baaabbbbyyyyy, its not what it looks like," he pleaded. "So you wasnt just fucking this old bitch in OUR house while OUR daughter is outside at her birthday party. You lucky it was me & not her or her friends witnessing your little incident." "As for you, you low class illiterate bitch, GTF OUTTA MY HOUSE!!" I barked. She looked at Roman as if he would say something to save her. He looked at her & told her to leave. With that, I walked back outside through our glass patio doors & watched my Royal enjoy her day. I thought about Sandra, damn near 50 & still hadn't learned the game. Maybe i should show her how it's played.
