faded.

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i drive back to mike's house happy to see him.

i pull up into the driveway, and get out the car, locking it.

i walk up to the door, and knock waiting for someone to open the door.

alessya comes to the door, and rolls her eyes when she sees me.

i step in, unbothered seeing mike in the living room on his phone.

"hi mike.."i say making his eyes shot up at the sound of my voice.

his eyebrow furrow, as he examines my outfit.

"where were you at?" he asks coming up to me.

"i just went to go drop junior off to school." i say.

"in that?!" he comes face to face, well chest to face to me.

he slips his hands in my shirt, and wide eyes me.

"no bra, huh?" he says taking his hand out, now gripping it.

"i didn't want to wear one, it's not that big of a deal, mike." i huff.

he rolls his eyes, and gives me a kiss. "i've missed you." he whispers.

"i wasn't even gone for an hour" i say.

"can y'all move?" alessya says in a stank voice.

"bitch-" i was cut off my a tug at my leg. it was adrian, alessya's kid.

"hi, are you auntie?" he asks me.

"hell no, that bitch isn't noth-" she starts.

"ma calm down, yes baby that your auntie." ale says taking alessya away.

"i'm sorry lai, i'll talk to her." ale says, i nod.

"i'm sorry about that.." mike scratches the back of his neck.

"mhm.." i roll my eyes and walk back to our room.

"don't catch an attitude princess." he says sternly, following me.

"i don't have an attitude micheal." i say back going through my clothes in my suitcase.

"you know you can out your clothes in the drawer." he tells me leaving on the doorway watching me.

"mike me and junior are going home, back to my place." i say.

"no you're not." he chuckles, and smirks.

"and why not?" i ask turning around looking at him.

"because i sold it" he says taking a yellow paper out of his pocket.

i take and look at it. "how? i made sure you weren't the company."

"well, princess, when you are a mafia leader, i can just buy properties if i want them." he says kissing my neck.

"nope. back up, my legs still hurt." i say pushing his chest.

"cmon, i can give you another baby." he smiles grabbing my waist.

"micheal...i don't know..." 

i'm on defense because what if he cheats..stress. it's a lot.

"cmon princess, imma treat you so nice..make you feel it in your st-"

"mike, we have a meeting." derek interrupts us.

"better get going then.." i chuckles walking out when devenity stops me.

"bitch, we all going out to go shopping. you wanna come?" she asks happily.

"of course!" i say. "okay, tell us when you're ready so we go."