The Last Great Seduction

Chapter Nine

I woke up the next morning sore as ever. I groaned before throwing the covers off of my body, and noting that Shawn had dressed me back to what I normally wear to sleep. Laughing softy at what we had done earlier, I went to take my shower. Today was my last day of this vacation, and I would be flying back out of the country to finish my tour leg over there. Hopefully, this soreness would go away, because I couldn't dance with this. Hell, I could barely walk like this.

After the shower, I saw that the kids were up and already playing. "Yall ate?" I asked them.

Quickly, they shook their heads.

"Where's Lena?"

"Sleeping," Julian said nonchalantly, as if he really didn't care.

I shrugged my shoulders and went into the kitchen to prepare them something to eat. I knew that it was about that time that I took Shawn's advice and got a private chef. Milena wasn't worth a damn when it came to keeping children, and I was starting to see that. She's that baby sitter that thinks that she's doing a good job as long as the kids are alive.

As I was in my zone with making breakfast, I figured I'd call Shawn to help me with the private chef process. Since it was his idea, I figured he'd know exactly what to do. While dialing the number and waiting on him to answer, Danny came in the kitchen, holding a belt.

I smiled at him, "What are you doing, little man?"

"Bey Bey can you whoop me?"

I frowned and sat the phone down, not caring if Shawn answered or not. He could either hang up or stay on the line. "Why do you want a whooping?" I questioned and scooped down to his level.

"Bey Bey, please," he whined. I could see the tears forming in his eyes and it broke my heart into pieces. I took the belt from his hands and gently pulled him into me.

"What did you do?"

Instead of answering, he began pulling me. I didn't mind, so I followed him. He took me up to Milena's room. She was still sound asleep. The girl was a heavy sleeper, which could explain why she never really got up until you literally started yelling at her. He took me over to the side of the bed to see that he had knocked over some white stuff out of a ziplock bag.

Immediately, I knew what it was. I bent down to Danny's size once more. "Go get my phone and tell Shawn to get over here. Then, tell JuJu to call Nana, okay?" He nodded his head and ran down the stairs. Why were they both needed here? Shawn was going to be the only one to get me off of Milena. My mother? She needed to know what the hell her daughter had been laying around my house doing.

I closed the door behind him and looked at Milena for a second. I couldn't believe that this entire time, she had been doing drugs in my house. It hurt me more that I couldn't even tell.

"Wake up! Wake the fuck up!" I yelled at Milena, causing her to jump at the sound of my voice. She looked at me with a serious attitude, but I didn't care right now. I knew that as this conversation progressed, her attitude better change, though.

"The hell is your problem, Bey?" She asked, groaning before sitting up slowly.

"How long have you been doing drugs in my house?"

"I haven't been doing drugs in your house," Milena said almost too smooth.

"Lemme rephrase, how long have you been doing drugs since you've been living in my house?"

"I haven't done any drugs since I got out the hospital, Bey," Milena said calmly.

I couldn't believe she was sitting in my face lying to me right now. "So all this shit ain't drugs?" I asked before going to the side and picking up the bag of substance and throwing it right in her face.