Lavish Boss

Chapter 34

Tiffany P.O.V

After the amazing love making with Mr. Kyle Watson, I was now on my way home.

I made sure I covered the hickies with make up. It was quite a few all over my body, so it took some time.

I was now pulling up to the house. The kids were at school or daycare. I didn't have work today so it was just me and Jayceon.

I got out of the car, slammed the door shut and locked my car. I walked up to the porch, took the house keys out my purse and stuck it in the doorknob.

I opened the door, to see Jayceon sitting on the couch eating Hot wings.

"Fat ass." I mumbled as I closed and locked the door behind me.

"What you say nigga?" I yelled from downstairs as I was walking up.

I just laughed a little and rolled my eyes.

I went straight for the shower, scrubbing off Mr. Kyle.

40 Minutes Later

I was now out the shower. I walked into the bedroom naked, too grab my make up bag off my dresser, and cover up the hickies. I walked back over too my dresser and put back my make up bag and picked out a simple pink bra and boyshort set. I put lotion all over my body.

After, I put the lotion on, I pulled out a nude colored tank top, and short black spandex shorts. I put on my undergarments, and tank top and shorts.

I walked out the room afterwards downstairs too the kitchen. I opened the refridgerator too see what was in it. Well, it was obviously nothing, and I was starving.

"Jay!" I shouted throughout the house.

No reply.

"Jayyyyyy!" I shouted again.

No reply.

"Jayceon!!!!" I screamed.

No reply ONCE AGAIN.

"Muthafucka I know you hear me!" I yelled slamming the refridgerator door.

"What girl! Damn." He yelled back.

"I'm hungry." I shouted while walking into the family room where he was.

"And you're telling me because...." He said obviously not giving a fuck.

I smacked him in the back of the head when I was finally in arms reach causing his head too jerk forward.

He turned around so quick, I thought that was the end of my life.

He hopped up off the couch, and I stood there. I put my dukes up, ready too beat some ass.

He walked slowly over too me, and out of the blue picked me up and put me over his shoulders. He was spinning around really fast, causing me too become dizzy.

I was beating his back in, kicking and screaming. I then began too feel nauseous.

"Jayceon stop I gotta throw up." I yelled while I was trying too get out of his grip. 

He instantly stopped, and dropped me on the floor. I quickly got up, and kicked him in the chest, and punched him for dropping me like some type of dog.

My stomach then began too rumble, I stopped beating him up and ran upstairs too our room into the bathroom.

I lifted up the toilet seat, and began too throw my life up.

I had been throwing up for about 10 minutes, and Jayceon dumb ass ain't been up here yet. I got some of my hair mixed in with the throw up.

When I was finally done, I brushed my teeth, and began too wash my hair immediately.

After I finished washing my hair, blow dryed it, and combed it out. I left it curly, since I knew it was going too take time too straighten it.

I went back downstairs too see Jayceon on the couch watching football, while smoking a blunt.

I just sighed heavily, and rolled my eyes.

I picked up my pink and purple Nike Roshe's from by the front door, and put them on. I walked back upstairs too our room, and grabbed my purse, and took my phone off the charger and threw it in my purse.

I closed our bedroom door, and jogged downstairs heading for the front door.

"Where you goin'?" He asked not looking back at me.

"Where does it look like I could be going, at this time of day Jayceon." I said with an attitude.

"Meetin' up with some nigga." He said now looking back me.

When he said that, it shut me up quickly. I quickly began too worry. Does he know? I thought too myself. I kept asking myself questions, and trying too figure out clues.

1. He don't know who my stock broker is.

2. I covered up my hickies really well.

3. I took a shower.

4. He don't even know where my bank is.

So how the hell could he know. Instead of answering my own question, I snapped back into reality. Thinking about what he just said, I just sighed and headed straight for the door.

I slammed the door behind me, as I walked too my car.

I unlocked my doors, and hopped in, buckled in my seat belt and started the car. I pulled out the drive way, I sped down the road too pick up the kids in silence thinking about the conversation me and Jayceon just had.