Chapter 135 Marcel’s Place

Chapter 135 Marcel’s Place
BIG KAI

HOURS EARLIER..... 

AT THE EVENT.......

Standing between my boys who are holding their awards, the guest clapped continuously as the photographers took pictures of us. 

This is a long time of hard work being appreciated.

I'm proud of them boys. 

They never cease to show that I don't raise incompetence. They are always at the top. 

As they should. 

After this, I'mma gift them a million dollars each for a job well done. They deserve that and more. 

In the meantime, let's get on with all this so I can go back to ma.....

I saw Shawty among the guests. 

My heart fluttered at the sight of her. I finna get more kisses and maybe something.....

I furrowed my brows as she dragged Marcel's girl's hand. 

What is she doing? 

Marcel's girl hesitated but Shawty was telling her something and gesturing at the entrance. 

Like she is in a hurry to leave or something. 

What fucking happened? 

She headed towards the entrance with Marcel's girl following her behind. 

I headed towards the stage stairs, ignoring everything and eyes on me. 

I descended the stairs as I stared at Shawty walking out of the building. 

I headed towards the entrance direction, walking past people on both sides as I heard mutterings and all. 

"Kai!" I heard Imani call. 

I didn't look back. 

Shawty is all I can think of now. 

Where the fuck is she going? I told her to wait for me. 

I walked out of the building and I saw them heading towards a black car. 

"Shawty!" 

They turned their heads to me. 

I furrowed my brows slightly. 

She turned away and got into the car. 

I clenched my knuckles as Marcel's girl joined in and they drove off. 

I stared at the car as it drove a far distance. 

What is wrong with her? 

Why the fuck did she leave? 

"Kai, what the fuck?" I heard Imani say and I sensed her getting closer. 

My fucking focus is still on Shawty even though I can't see the damn car anymore. 

"How could you leave in the middle of...." 

"Fuck that." I retorted without looking at her, gritting my teeth angrily as shawty messed with my sanity just as it had been since she left ma fucking house. 

I thought we were getting along again.

Hell, we kissed and were talking about stuff. 

I told her to wait for me and she fucking agreed. 

Why the fuck did she leave like that? 

"Here," Imani said, taking my attention. 

She is holding out a glass of champagne to me. 

I moved my eyes to her. 

"Take it a cool off. You need to get back in there, calm and less angry." 

I averted my eyes from her, staring in the direction shawty's car took. 

"Come on, you know how important this event is." Imani reminded. "You already got them wondering why you went off like that. And I know it is because of that bi....." 

I threw her a scowl.  

She heaved a sigh. "Just take this." 

I grabbed the glass and walked past her. 

She's lucky I need a fucking drink right now. 

Shawty is driving me really crazy. 

I gulped the drink while walking back to the event. 

Just a few more minutes and I'm going back to Marcel's. 

She gotta tell me what is going on. Why she fucking leave like that and didn't wait for me as I asked her to? 

Hell, I need some explanation for all these games damnit! 



HOURS LATER.......

Descending the stairs, I headed towards the backseat door opened by Caleb. I got into the car and he closed the door. 

Imani joined me through the other door. 

"Rowland," 

"Yes, boss?" 

"Drive to Marcel's house." 

"What? Marcel's house?"

"Now, damnit," I ordered, ignoring Imani. 

"Yes, boss," Rowland said starting the damn car.

"Kai...." 

"Speed the fuck up." 

Rowland obeyed. 

"It is late, Kai. What is wrong with you?" Imani asked as I took out my phone. 

"We just had a long night at the event and now we are going to whose house?" 

"Rowland," 

"Boss?" 

"Stop the car," I ordered. 

He obeyed. 

"What the...." 

I moved my eyes to Imani. 

"Step the fuck out," I ordered. 

Her face twitched. "What?" 

"I'mma make Rowland throw you out if you don't step the fuck out." 

"No." 

"Imani." 

"Nigga, I ain't doing shit!" 

I gritted my teeth. 

"You have gone mad, Kai. All for what? That sorry ass white slut?!" 

"I said step the fuck......." I trailed as I felt an instant dizziness in my head.  

"I ain't going nowhere, motherfucker. We are taking this ride home. Not to Marcel's!" 

I rubbed my temples as the dizziness increased. 

"Damn, that white whore." 

"Rowland..." 

"Boss?" 

"Move this damn car to Marcel's," I said calmly.

"Don't do shit, Rowland," Imani ordered. 

I'mma kill this damn bitch right now. 

I felt my head spinning, making me run my fingers through my dreads.

"Fuck...."  

"You okay, boss?" I heard Rowland ask. 

"He's clearly not, boy. He had a long night. Drive us home so he can rest. Fuck Marcel's place." I heard Imani ordered. 

"No....." I threw my head back, resting it on the seat. 

The fuck is wrong with me? 

"Boss?" 

"Drive, Rowland," Imani ordered. 

I sensed us moving as my eyes begged to shut down. 

"Get some rest, Kai. We will be home soon."

Fu.....fuck home. 

I wanna se.....see ma shawty.....right now. 

My eyes closed as darkness took me. 



NEXT DAY........

I moved, feeling the familiar comfy mattress. Lying on my back, I turn to the side, moving my hand on the bed to reach her even softer skin. 

I got nothing. 

Last night filled my head, making me open my eyes. 

I saw my portrait. Nightstand and all. 

I raised my head, taking in my familiar room. 

I put down my legs, furrowing my brows as I ransacked my brain to remember how the fuck I got to my fucking bed. 

Last night, I was supposed to be at Marcel's place to see my shawty.

Why the fuck am I here? 

Imani, you fucking relentless bitch. 

I looked around for my phone. I found it on the nightstand. Reaching for it, my eyes fell on the alarm clock. 

I froze. 

I looked at the windows. 

It is a fucking bright day. 

Why the fuck is the damn clock saying two, o'clock? 

As in PM? 

You fucking kidding me right? 

How long did I sleep for? 

What the fuck is this shit? 

I dialed Caleb's number and placed my phone to my ear. I saw my coat hung on my seat and shoes on the floor close to the chair. 

Caleb is not picking up. 

I dialed it again. 

Tells unreachable. 

Where the fuck did this fucker keep his damn phone? Why did he let me sleep that long?

It's fucking abnormal. 

I dialed his number again. 

Still isn't picking. 

I dialed Rowland's number. 

Nigga picked before it even rang. 

"Boss?" 

"Where the hell are you?" 

"I....." 

"Why the fuck did I sleep this long? I just fucking woke up, god damnit." 

"We thought you were exhausted and all." 

"Who the fuck is we?" 

"Caleb and I. We wanted to speak to you but Imani told us not to disturb you." 

I clenched my jaw. 

"I told your ass to drive me to the motherfucker, Marcel's place last night. How the heck am I in ma fucking bed?" 

"You passed out in the car. Imani told me to drive you guys back home so you can rest." 

"Motherfucker when I tell you to do something, you fucking do it. Imani ain't your fucking boss." 

"I apologize, boss. But you literally passed out," he said. 

"I don't fucking care nigga. You fucking do what I say even if I am dead!" I yelled. 

"Yes, boss." 

"I'mma get into the fucking shower right now. Be ready in five minutes. We are going to Marcel's place." I said, getting on my feet. 

"Um...boss?" 

"What?" 

"I ain't in the building right now." 

I furrowed my brows. 

"The fuck?" 

He was silent. 

"Where you at, boy?" 

"Um....out of town." 

I raised my brows. 

"Imani, she...." 

I scoffed. 

"She sent me to get a rare skin care product that is only found outside the city." 

"And you fucking went there." I snarled. 

"I thought you wouldn't be needing me anytime soon. Plus, Imani said you....." 

"Nigga, say Imani one more time and I will ruin your sorry life." 

He was silent. 

"I don't care if you went to the end of the earth. Get your ass here right now!"

"Yes, boss." 

"Fucker," I hung up and tossed my phone on the bed. 

I undid my button as I headed towards the bathroom. 

I did my business and headed out with a towel wrapped around my waist. 

I walked into my walk-in closet, took out a black shirt and black pants. Briefs and a white tank top. 

I applied body lotion and body spray. 

I put on my clothes, wrist watch, and applied my perfumes. 

I headed out of my walk-in closet and into my room. I walked towards the nightstand and picked up my keys. 

I reached for my phone on the bed and headed out. 

I walked along the hallway, dialing Caleb's number again. 

It is not reachable. 

Where the fuck is that motherfucker? 

Why can't I reach him? 

I was about to walk past my son's room when I looked at it. 

I will see you when I get back, boy. 

I gotta go get your best friend back. 

Her finna stop tripping. 

Getting to the stairs, I found Imani and Brenda in the living room, on their feet and facing each other like rivals. 

Just what I fucking needed. 

They are both dressed like they are coming from somewhere but Brenda had dark glasses on and was holding a fancy cup with a straw in it. 

"I'mma kill your ass, Brenda," Imani said. 

Brenda chuckled. "You can't do shit, Imani. I will beat your ass and you know I can, girl." 

"Get out of here, right now," Imani ordered as I descended the stairs. 

"Oh please...." Brenda trailed off the minute she looked my way. 

"Big Kai!" Brenda squealed, moving towards the stairs as I descended.

"Damn, you look like sex!" she said, chuckling. 

I rolled my eyes, looking away. 

"Kai, tell this desperate bitch to leave this house right now," Imani said. 

"Shut your mouth, Imani." Brenda shunned. 

I got to the last stair and attempted to walk past Brenda but she blocked my way instantly. 

The fuck? 

"I came to see you, Kai," she says with a smile as I sense Imani approaching us. 

"Can we go to your room and talk?" Brenda asked, still smiling. 

I opened my mouth to speak but the next thing that happened made me furious! 

Brenda spilled a white substance in her cup on me. 

I tensed and froze as the cold liquid contacted my skin.

Brenda gasped. 

I gritted my teeth as I stared at my messed-up shirt. 

"Imani, what the fuck did you do?!" Her voice made me angrier. 

"Bitch, you are the one in front of him," Imani said. 

"You did this on purpose, Imani! You pushed my hand and I spilled my yoghurt on him, you fucking bitch!" 

"SHUT UP!" I yelled, claiming their attention. 

My heavy breathing was out of control as I glared at them. 

Brenda reached for me. "I am sorry, Kai. It was...." 

"Fuck off, Brenda!" 

She flinched, withdrawing her hand. 

"Both of you!" I yelled, looking at both of them. 

They both stared at me with stupid concern. 

I attempted to walk back up but....