Chapter 44 Papi
BIG KAI
"Maurice and Jalen are here." Caleb took my attention.
I looked at the people he was talking about.
They are just walking in.
Maurice is a middle-aged man dressed in a cheap suit and Jalen looks like a fucking teenager, dressed in his typical boys attire, baggy jeans, and a large white t-shirt, and a face cap he turned to the back.
"Tell 'em to cut the damn music," I said to Caleb.
He walked towards the sound engineers as I looked at Maurice and Jalen.
"Yo, cut the music," Caleb said to the engineers and the music stopped.
"Good day, OG." Maurice greeted.
Jalen gave me a slight bow.
"Have a seat," I said.
"I appreciate you," Maurice said as he sat on the opposite sofa with Jalen.
"You remember my boy, Jalen. The one I told you about." Maurice said, gesturing at his boy.
I looked at Jalen.
Jalen smiled a bit confidently.
"He is ready to work hard and earn your sponsorship," Maurice said.
I looked at Maurice.
He nodded.
I moved my gaze to Jalen.
He looks really young.
"What's the age?" I asked.
Jalen looked at Maurice and then at me.
"Just turned nineteen, sir."
I scanned his appearance, taking in his features.
I moved my eyes to Maurice.
"Isn't he too young for this shit?"
"N...no, sir. Well he....he got cool bars, OG. Trust me, you gonna love him. He's gonna be the biggest investment you ever made." Maurice said confidently.
I moved my gaze to Jalen.
Jalen nodded in support, rubbing his hand nervously.
I moved my gaze to Maurice.
"You got a lot of belief in this kid."
He nodded. "He's my nephew."
I raised my brows.
"Trust me, OG. He is good."
I moved my gaze to Jalen.
"What's your name again?" I asked.
"Jalen, sir."
"Jalen, I had a very, very delicious meal last night"
He furrowed his brows a bit.
"And I can't stop thinking about it."
He shared a look with Maurice and then at me.
"Do you think your freestyle can take the inevitable memory of the meal off my mind for a minute or two?"
"I uh.....I don't understand, sir." He stuttered.
I raised my brows.
Maurice nudged him, making him look at Maurice.
"He wants you to freestyle," Maurice whispered to Jalen.
Enough for me to hear.
"Oh. Yes, sir." Jalen said.
I relaxed in my seat, waiting to hear his jam.
NIGHT HOURS......
I walked out of my closet with just my sweatpants on. I walked towards my desk and poured myself some whiskey in a glass.
I took a sip, taking in the hard taste as I walked towards the part of my desk where my laptop is.
The day has been so busy for me.
Thankfully, that Jalen kid didn't only take my mind off my shawty for a minute but the entire time he was with me.
The kid got bars.
Now I can't wait to invest in him.
I'm about to owe another big artist.
He got into recording immediately. We spent time recording three raps from him. The reason it took our time.
In a week I will be signing him to the label.
I managed to focus until we drove into my compound.
She filled my head again.
I headed to my room and I have been in here since. I ain't even hungry.
I had dinner with Maurice and the next big artist.
You have no idea how I feel. The minute that kid spat them fucking bars, all I saw was money.
And money, bruh, is one of the main things that drives me.
A nigga is nothing without them bills
Right now, I am back to misery.
Fucking sweetest dripping misery ever.
I sat in my seat and typed on the keyboard.
Her room appeared on the screen.
She is tucking Lil Kai in, dressed in a green dress. She covered him with the duvet and placed a kiss on his temples.
If this little man is not the luckiest man on earth, then I don't know who is.
He ain't even sleeping in his crib no more.
She let out a sigh as she walked around the bed. And got into the other side of the bed.
She joined him under the duvet but rested her back on the headboard, staring at a random place.
I zoomed her face, staring at her flawless pretty face.
White has never felt this interesting to look at.
The first day I saw her, chained up by my boys, all I thought of was killing her.
For abducting my kid.
Now, it is a different situation.
An offender to an irresistible obsession.
She wasn't actually an offender.
She didn't take my son. I have confirmed that.
But I am glad I stopped them from killing her.
Actually, my lil dude saved her.
If he hadn't smiled at her and also reached for her, her body would have been where other bodies are buried.
I had to watch her all through.
I didn't know my sanity was on the line.
She gave me the least expected show.
Striping in the room was understandable.
I got over that.
But the second show drove me off.
I didn't see it coming.
Then her moaning face and all. The squeaks.
Fuck me.
I got them last night and it added to my fucking feelings.
She is slowly gaining some kind of power over me that I don't understand.
I feel like I could kneel if she asks me to.
Or give her the universe and I will try to reach for it however I can.
The fuck is this shit?
A sobbing sound made me furrow my brows.
She is sobbing.
What the....
She covered her face with her palms, moving her knees to her chest, and rested her head on them as she sobbed.
Why is she crying?
The fuck is going on?
She didn't even see me the entire day.
Why the fuck is she....
I heaved a sigh.
Her shoulders moved up and down as she sobbed.
I gulped my entire drink, staring at her as she sobbed.
I felt a strange movement in my heart as I listened to her sobs.
I rolled my eyes, unsure of what I am feeling currently.
I pushed my seat back and got on my feet.
I walked towards my bed but stopped in my tracks as her sobs went on.
I looked over my shoulder as my heart clenched.
Fuck this.
I grabbed her room key from my nightstand and headed towards my door.
I reached for my doorknob and opened it.
I froze at the sight of the last person standing in front of me with her hand up like she was about to knock.
"Big Kai,"
I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"Isadora?"
Her lips fell into a fulfilling smile.
"Papi, you are home," she said, hugging me instantly.
What the fuck?