LOVE FOR A KING (Sequel to A King's Treasure)

ELEVEN11.

Jadalynn Nicole Millan

I really hate that King and I relationahip ended like that, he should've been told me how he felt about me. He said he's wasted four years but I have too. I've turned so much money down for his ass, just to prove I was loyal. Working for King wasn't putting that much money in my bank, I had a side gig- I was an escort. If I wouldn't have been so vulnerable for King four years ago then I'd be on deck with cash, it's crazy what love can make you do. I remember one time when King and I were having sex, he slipped up and said Treasure's name. As much as I want to be mad about he and It's breakup I can't be, because I know that his child's father is going to always come first. I was sitting in my apartment by my lonely, I grabbed the blunt out of my ashtray and lit it up. I took the first drag letting the smoke fill my lungs, I exhaled and took another drag. My phone started ringing, it's that nigga Messiah he a pain in my ass.

"Hello?" I asked answering the phone.

"What's up baby, what you doing tonight?" He asked.

"Smoke a couple blunts, eat then hit the sheets." I said nonchalantly.

"I wanna take you somewhere." He said to me, and that's one thing I actually like about Messiah- He was a trick, I could get anything I want out of him when he got the pussy. I've been using my delicious pussy to trick these niggas out their cash, King was one of them.

"Where you tryna go?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Out to eat." He said, typical.

"I'm tired of eating out Messiah, let's do something exclusive like have a fuckin' threesome." I said feeling myself getting high, I was horny as fuck.

"Real shit?" He asked, as if I was a joke.

"Yea nigga, hurry the fuck up before I change my mind." I spoke into then pressed the end button, I sat my phone in my lap and just stared at my lock screen. Just as the light was dimming another call was coming through, I smacked my teeth and answered it.

"Jada Monroe Industries." I said in a more proper tone.

"Jada yo ghetto ass ain't fooling nobody, I want my dick sucked." Jayceon said into the phone, now that nigga wasn't no fool. I couldn't trick him out of nothing.

"I already got something lined up tonight." I told him as I looked at my chipped nail polish.

"Come on Jada, 10 minutes." He pleaded.

"Hurry up." I said waiting for his response.

"No need, open the door I'm outside." He said then hung up the phone, I got up off the couch and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole and low and behold he was standing there, sexy ass.

"Sup baby." He said licking his lips as I opened up the door.

"Chillin, where you been? I've been missing you." I told him, he bit down on his lip and squeezed my ass.

"I been working ma, and I missed you too. You so caught up with all these niggas you forgot about yo main." He said, tryna sweet talk me. I grabbed a condom off the coffee table and opened it, sliding it over his dick. No we not fuckin, I just can't risk catching anything. He lit a blunt up and started smoking, I just went to work on his wood.

"Awwwww fuck." He hissed taking off the condom- he busted on my face. I'm glad he finally came because my godamn jaws were hurting like hell. I got up and went into the bathroom and washed my face, I walked back into the front and he was ghost.

'Damn, it's like that?' I thought to myself, no hard feelings. As long as he leaving them stacks on that table, I counted the 20's and it was a total of $600. I put it in my safe and returned to the living room, my phone was ringing again.

"What Messiah?" I asked with an attitude.

"Open the fuckin door." He growled, I rolled my eyes and hung the phone up. I opened the door and he was standing there with a sexy Jennifer Hudson looking bitch. I licked my lips and pulled them inside, let's get this party started.