*Edited SHORT CHAPTER
A loud ringing sound interrupted my sleep. Groaning as I sat up in bed I reached over a naked Azariah grabbing my phone. I read the caller ID: My Hitta 🔫. Automatically hitting Answer Michael loud voice boomed through the phone.
"Nigga where yo ass at?" Michael asked.
"What you mean?" I said rubbing cold out my eyes.
I looked at the clock next to the bed. 11:45 am the clock read.
"Aye imma check you later. I'm coming to work." I hung up after Michael said ight.
Shit. I over slept. I shot up in bed. Two things were going through my head,
1)Peyton was going to kill me.
2)I was late to work.
Damn. I was supposed to meet with my clients' mother today. I started picking up my clothes from the ground. Slipping into my jeans I grabbed my keys from the dresser. I was about to leave out but Azariah called me.
"Babe, why are you leaving?"
I exhaled a deep breath. Here Azariah go with the babe shit. She lucky I ain't scream on her from last night.
"We ain't in a relationship." I said to her ever so calmly. Noticing I had a notification. I got one text from Anthony. I hit it reading it.
Ant-Wat up my niggah. I'm back in town. Melodi grandmother doing much betta. I'll be in work tomorrow foe sho. I'll check you lata. -received at 8:15 am
I nodded my head as if Anthony could see me. I answered back:
Me: It's cool. Take all the time you need. Hope Melz grandmother get better soon. -sent at 11:56
Turning my attention back to Azariah I spoke up again.
"Ight, ma. I'm about to head out." I said to her while I stuffed my pockets with my keys and phone. Azariah started pouting and folded her arms across like a little kid.
"Yo stop the shit. I can't deal with you right now. I'm already late for work." I responded to her gestures. I was becoming annoyed.
"But Daddy I want you to stay with me. Please." She begged. Ignored her before walking out. I was serious about me fucking her for the last time. I left out the closing the front door behind me. Hopping in my car I started it before pulling off. Not before I drove off I saw Azariah in the window staring at me. She looked really hurt. I shrugged my shoulders. She'll be fine.
I think.
I pulled up to my house. I didn't see Peyton car in the driveway. Which was a good sign? Turing off my car I raced to the house. Opening the front door, I ran up the stairs. Throwing off my clothes I hopped in the shower. I took the quickest shower of my life making sure to get all the main points. I dried off and got dressed in my suit. Fixing my tie in the mirror. I speed downstairs to my car. I turned it back on before speeding to my office.
I was praying like crazy I didn't get stopped by the police. I had to meet this boys mother. I pulled up to my job. Parking the car in my reserved spot, I grabbed my briefcase opening my door to get out turning my car off. Walking to the building I hoped Ms.Johnson was still here. It wasn't like me to be late to work. Even though I was the boss, I still like to show up early. Walking in people who worked here or was visiting said their Hello's and good afternoons.
Getting on the elevator. I pressed my floor number 14. The beeping sound lets me know I was on the floor. Walking to my office I saw a lady sitting in a chair. I guess this was Ms.Johnson. I cleared my throat to get her attention. Turning around she sent me a warm smile before she shook my hand.
"Let me apologize for having you wait for so late Ms.Johnson," I said sincerely.
"Oh relax baby. I came late too. I was hoping you weren't here." I smiled at the response Ms.Johnson gave me. She had a little accent. To me she seemed like a sweet lady, I wonder why her sons in trouble while having a sweet mother like this.
The whole day was dedicated to finding ways to get Jamal, her son out of prison.
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When I got home it didn't take me long to take my clothes off. I threw them on the floor. Jumping on my bed I laid down after I pulled the covers over me. I fell into a deep sleep that night.
Thank god.
Please excuse any mistakes that you may find in this chapter. I was really pissed writing this chapter. It's a long story... Anyway sorry for the long wait. Hope you enjoyed. Even the ghost reader's
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Between The Sheets (EDITED & RENAMED)
FanfictionJaycean Fernandez is a humble 20 year old. Being the youngest successful lawyer in his family and a wonderful and supportive girlfriend behind him. What happens when temptation erupts their relationship and trust. Azariah Smith is a indepen...