Jackson's pov.
I haven't slept in almost 24 hours, I could barely keep my eyes open driving home.
"What time is it?" Trell asked in a sleepy voice.
I walked over to the bed.
"Late, go back to sleep." I said kiss his forehead.
"No I'm up already, where have you been." He said turning the lamp light on.
"I had to handle ole boy." I muttered taking off my shoes.
He looked confused for a second before nodding in understanding.
"Are you okay?"
"Yea just need a shower." I said turning around to face him.
"Is that blood?" He asked shock evident across his face.
"It's not mine, I'm not hurt."
"Who's blood is it."I could see fear in his eyes a look I don't ever want directed at me.
"His." I stated.
"What did you do?"
Why does it feel like I'm being interrogated.
"What I had to do, your little boyfriend is lucky his not in a morgue right now." I snapped.
He flinched moving back.
I slowly scooted over I knowing what I know now I understand why he looks scared and that I have treat him with kid gloves if I want him to open up to me.
"Hey," I said holding his face seeing how fragile and small he looks.
"You don't ever have to be scared of me, you will always be safe with me okay, I gotchu." I leaned over pecking his lips.
He whimpered burying his face in my chest.
"T- thank you." He stuttered chocking on his tears.
I hate how I never noticed he was being abused, almost a year of watching him and I never noticed the signs but I'm willing to help, stay by his through his healing process and earn his trust.
"Ewe you really need that shower." He said pushing me back.
I chuckled softly pulling him back, " let me eat that ass first."
I placed my head in the crook of his neck licking at the sensitive skin.
"Booty addict." He scolded.
"Mhmnm and you're the drug, Mr bootylicious." I said slipping my hand under covers placing in on his inner thigh squeezing the little bit of fat he has there before moving my hand up and wrapping it around his slightly erect dick.
"Don't." He hissed with a moan.
I slowly stroked him a few times before stopping and pulling my hand back.
"You must what to get smacked." He said scowling at me.
"Throw hands then."
"Watch I don't give you none for the next week." He smirked.... before smacking me with a pillow...
"Don't play with my bussy now, you know I can't sleep if my dick ain't deep in it."
Let me take a shower before I get into something I won't be able to finish with my tired body.
"I'll be back." He nodded lay back down on the bed.
I still have long day ahead of me, I need all the sleep I can get.
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Next day.
"You fucked up Jay, I had to spend the whole day trying to convince old man Washington we are not starting a turf war after you attacked his son." My sister scolded the moment I sat down.
"I didn't attack that nigga unprovoked and he knows it." I waved her off feelingy myself get angry just thinking about his punk ass.
I haven't asked Trell if Lamar used to beat on him but I don't think I have to ask thinking in to consideration the state he was in when he called me.
"What did he do to you, I know you guys don't run in the same circles so how did he provoke you because as far as I know, you don't know each other."
"He threatened someone I care about." I mumbled feeling uneasy under her intense stare.
"Who?" She questioned.
"You don't know them."
"Well you better get us acquainted, you almost cost us a fortune because of whatever new hoe you sleeping with."
"Not a hoe." I gritted out trying to contain my anger.
She's your older sister remember that, she's just stressed out.
She sighed sensing my anger, "I'm sorry I know you wouldn't have reacted if she might nothing to you."
"He." I corrected. Sometimes I forget my sister is not on social media perks of being an heir to multi billion dollar Arms trafficking organisation so she wouldn't have seen the pictures I posted.
"Why would he threaten him."
"They used to fuck, when Lamar saw a picture I posted online he lost it and threatened him with gun." I purposely left out the fact that he threatened my life as well I know my sister, she would go in guns blazing and ask questions later.
"You mean to tell me that both of you jeopardized years of peace over some boy, you had to go and fall for the some person."
Our father walked in looking tired and too old for his age, he hasn't looked the same since our mother's murder.
"I just got off the phone with a seething Washington apparently my son attacked his after his found out mine was sleeping with his boyfriend, anything to add junior." His low commanding voice said.
That lying piece of shit, when I get my hands on..... wait a minute if his father knows than he was telling the truth about breaking things off with Destiny but he's still lying about my reason for beating his face in.
"Firstly he put his hands on My boyfriend, yea sure him and Trell dated before but all that ended when he got someone else pregnant, secondly I don't regret it one bit if it wasn't for the stupid treaty he would be dead right now."
Moths fuckas wanna throw rocks and hand their hands.
"Did you really think attacking him would have no consequences."
"I wasn't thinking and for that I apologize but I don't regret it."
"You wouldn't be you if you did just be mindful of how fragile your sister's position is right now, we can't afford to have other organisations trying to challenge her." I nodded giving a silent apologize to my sister.
I know how badass my sister is but she's taking over from my father in a male dominated crime world, women are expected to be submissive and demure in our world.
"I believe we have an understanding so I don't see it happening again and if he does step out of line again I will come to you before acting."
I just hope he stays the fuck away, I would hate to have to beat his ass into submission.
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