A Dancehall Story- Book 10 Part 2

Chapter 63 - Love Turtles

LJ's POV

"Prince..." she whispered under her breath. I pushed once more then pulled away from her, dropping by her side while watching the room spin. She pulled the condom off and I made sure to take it from her.

"You're too good," I said and she giggled.

"I can't even begin to explain how good you are. I really don't normally date men this young but you I will definitely make the exception for."

Date?...

"We are not dating Kira—"

"Relax, Prince. I am joking. I told you already that we have to keep our little thing a secret baby. You want to go another round?"

I looked at my phone to see who was calling me. I placed my finger to my mouth. "Shhhhh..."

"Here we go, the little princess is calling."

"It's not her, excuse me." I got out of bed to answer the call.

"LJ?"

"Yes."

"I am at Maddens Lounge, your mom is here stone drunk. Please come get her."

"Ok, keep her with you, I will be there soon." I returned to the room to get dressed quickly.

"Is everything good?" Kira asked.

"Yes, just have something to take care of."

"When will I see you again?"

"Before I leave for school for sure. You want to go to a spa tomorrow?"

"Oh, Prince." She threw her arms around my neck and pulled my head down to her face for a kiss." I love the way you take care of me, I wish every man could be like you. Princess Peach is very lucky.

For a girl with money, she acts as if she wasn't used to a certain kind of lifestyle.

"So book the spa?"

"Yes, thank you."

"You are welcome. Remember to close the door when you leave because I don't think I will be back tonight. Take care." I gave her a kiss on her forehead and made my way out the door.

***

Thank God a friend was looking out for me and protected my mother until I got her. I got grandma Joan to help me with bringing her into the house.

"I'm going to die," my mom kept crying. We tried for a while to get her to drink some water but she wouldn't. I felt defeated.

"You have to call your father or your grandmother, she is not supposed to look like this."

"I don't want to call grandma and if dad sees her like this I am afraid he will just make it worse."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I already called your dad," Grandma said as she entered the room.

Anything ever fucking misses her?

"Why would you call him?" I asked, now I felt angry.

"Because this is not something you can handle. Joan, leave us please." She waited until the door was closed.

"She is just drunk—"

"You need to remember that I have ears and eyes everywhere. Anything I don't know it's because It's not of my interest. As much as you hate me right now, you must know you will always be of my main interest."