Lelani was sick and tired of being a Good Girl.. while contemplating on changing her "image", she meets 20 year old, Damari Thomas. Will he make it easier for Lelani to be herself? Or will he bring out the side that no one ever expected to see?
Everyone had left for the night. I laid down thinking about what all happened.
I can't believe that that bitch was saying all that slick shit tonight. She don't never do shit like that. She really could've fucked me up.
Nobody knew that i was cheating on Jamai. I mean, I'm sure that my sisters suspected it, but no one knew for sure.
I knew Jamai's dumbass didn't know. He's damn near remedial. The only reason why i fw him is because he's the captain of the football team. He's probably going D1 and he got clout. Win win.
He's so blinded by his little "fame" that he doesn't even realize. If he really payed attention, he'd know.
It wouldn't be a surprise to anyone that knows me, shit i was known for cheating. Ain't shit change.
What would be a surprise is who i was cheating with. Knock they fucking socks off.
You see, Alana was saving herself for marriage. And Lani lil scary ass would probably stay a virgin forever.
I was the only one who was popping it and i loved it. I'm a sex addict. I was fucking Mai, his homeboys, and my mystery man. Life was great. Except for the little std thing. One of Mai's homeboys gave me it. I just told him that i was on my period for the past two weeks so he wouldn't try to fuck. He believed me too. D u m m y.
12:41 am My phone vibrated on my nightstand.
🤫💕: you all clear now right? meet me at my house in about 20 minutes.
Me: yesssir. 🙃
I had been taking my pills and I could finally get me some. I was well over due for a sneaky link.
I got up and slid on some sweats and my slides, grabbing my keys off of the dresser.
I opened my room door, seeing that Alana's door which was right across the hall from mine was open. I peeked in.
"Where you going?" She walked up from behind me, coming out of the bathroom, scaring me.
"Uh.. I'm going to Jamai's house." I lied.
"But he was just.." she started to say something but she stopped herself. "Well nevermind. I know how that goes. Be safe, and be back here before daddy wakes up. I'll leave the door unlocked."
"Thanks sis. Goodnight." I pulled her in for a hug and quietly ran down the stairs to the back door.
I started up my Altima, finding a song before i pulled off.
Cupid by 112 played softly as i sped off.
Damn i love this song.
I pulled into his driveway and cut my car off. I took out my phone to send him a text.
1:07 am
Me: I'm outside.
🤫💕: ight bet. come on in.
He lived in a nice neighborhood, mostly rich, older white folks as neighbors. They loved him. They had no idea about all of the twisted shit that he did.
I walked into the 2 story home. The first floor was dark, quiet and still. As i moved up the stairs, I heard music playing softly. Its was Keith Sweat's Right and a Wrong Way.
I opened the door to his bedroom and there were red rose petals scattered everywhere.
I walked farther into the room, and there he was, sprawled out under his covers, shirtless.
He looked at me with hooded, dark eyes, and a bottle of henny sat on his bedside table.
This nigga was fine. Chocolate skin. Bald head, with a Black bandana rapped around it. Pretty smile. & Rich. But I know for a fact that he ain't shit. All these red flags .. yet here i am. Standing in his bedroom. Cause I ain't shit either.
He smiled at me after pulling his cigar from his lips. His white teeth almost blinded me. "Why you all the way over there? Get yo ass up in this bed with me."
I damn near ran to the bed. I had to catch myself. Something about him was so.. compelling.
This man must be the damn devil himself.
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