Chapter 47 Cereal Slap
MIA
The boss is seated on a couch focused on his phone and Jay Jay's mom is seated on the arm of the same couch, talking to a maid who is standing in front of her.
I averted my eyes from them as I headed for the stairs.
I walked up the stairs and got to the hallway.
Walking along the hallway, I thought of how close she was to the boss on the couch.
I shook the thoughts off as I walked.
Stop these thoughts, Mia.
Couples are meant to be close to each other.
Not long later, I got to my room door. I opened it, walked in, closed and locked it up instantly.
Sighing, I placed the box on the nightstand and moved closer to the bed, and placed Jay Jay on it gently. I covered him with the duvet and placed a kiss on his cheek.
I stood up straight, staring at him with a smile.
His parents came to my mind again.
Today was different.
I didn't get many stares from him.
This means his attention has been diverted. I don't have to be worried anymore.
Or stress about his negative intentions.
His wife is here. No more distractions.
I can't be in that situation. I am not a homewrecker.
I rubbed my temples a bit, getting exhausted by my ridiculous thoughts.
Like I was going to have anything to do with the boss.
He is dangerous.
He creeps me out and makes me uncomfortable.
God, I need a shower.
NEXT DAY.......
"You want some cereal, buddy?"
Jay Jay clapped his hands happily. He is seated on the bed dressed in his blue onesie that covers up his entire body.
He looks so cute in onesies.
All babies do.
It is a new day. Saturday morning.
Bright as ever. I am dressed in a yellow knee-length dress and my hair is pulled back in a pony.
Last night was nice. I slept peacefully just like the night before.
I didn't wake up to any flowers nor did I get a knock on my door for a package like yesterday.
That's good.
I guess I am completely free from the boss. I just have Jay Jay's welfare to worry about.
I chuckled. "Yeah? Let's get you some. Come on." I reached for him and picked him up.
I headed out of my room and began my journey to the kitchen.
Jay Jay looks happy today. He woke up first and did the usual which is to hit my face with his tiny hand.
And also filling my ears with his talks.
My bestie is a core morning person.
Don't mess with him. He will talk you out of your......
"Hey you, blonde dummy," Jay Jay's mother's familiar voice stopped me in my tracks.
I turned and I saw her walking towards me dressed in a white off shoulder crop top, jean shorts, and black boots. Her long dark hair is left to fall, adding to her elegance.
I gulped a bit as she approached. Her heels clicked on the tiled floor as she walked like a model.
She feels like another version of Imani.
"Where are you taking him?" She asked, standing in front of me. We are almost the same height.
She is kinda taller.
"Um to the kitchen. I want to...."
She took him from me instantly, catching me off guard.
I stared at her as she caressed his hair and smiled at him.
I stood there, dumbfounded and void of what to do.
She looked at me.
"The kitchen to do what?"
"To make him cereal."
She scoffed. "Cereal?"
I nodded slightly.
"Why would you feed my baby cereal? Do you know whose son he is?"
I furrowed my brows slightly.
"What the....is that what you have been feeding him?"
I opened my mouth to speak but.....
"Seriously, what freaking pit hole did they pick you from? Look at you. What the fuck is this?"
I stared at her.
"You are not fit for this job. You can't give him cereal."
"But he...he loves taking cereals. That's actually his favorite me...."
I got a hard slap on the cheek from her, whipping my face away and making me whimper as I placed my palm on my cheek.
"I said he can't take cereals, damn it. What the fuck is wrong with your ears?"
I looked at her.
She raised a daring brow at me.
God, I didn't see that coming.
I suppressed my tears, lowering my hand on my cheek as I stared at the floor.
"You know what? Get the fuck out of here." She said, snapping her fingers. "You are useless."
I moved my eyes to Jay Jay who is looking at me.
"Are you deaf?!" She yelled, attracting my eyes.
"I said get the fuck out!"
"I have to take him with me." I almost muttered.
She scoffed in disbelief.
"What the...." she raised her hand again.
I braced myself to stop her this time.
But someone beat me to it.
The boss.
I froze as my heart picked up instantly. He is holding her hand, making her look at him as well.
I have no idea where he came from.
He is looking at her.
She is surprised to see him.
"Papi...."
"The fuck is wrong with you, Isadora?" He snapped.
"Wha....I was... she....."
"Don't you dare try this shit again. Do you fucking hear me?"
She lowered her gaze a bit.
He released her hand and turned his attention to me.
My heart picked up again.
I lowered my gaze too but he raised my chin instantly, catching me off guard.
His eyes rested on my cheek and I saw anger in his eyes as he gritted his teeth.
Next, he gripped her neck instantly, making her whimper and take two steps back as she struggled with his hand around her neck and Jay Jay in her hand.
My heart pounded as I stared at the way he was gripping her neck.
"Papi...."
"You fucking put your hands on her?"
"She....she was being incompetent." She stuttered.
"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled, making me flinch and Jay Jay cry.
His dad didn't care but kept gripping her neck and glaring at her in rage. She struggled in his grip.
I fiddled with the sides of my dress as I watched the impossible scene. I don't know what to do.
Jay Jay is crying.
"You can put your fucking hands on anyone here but her. You fucking feel me, bitch?"
She furrowed her brows and moved her eyes to me.
I was dumbfounded.
"Do fucking test me, Isadora." he shook her neck, forcing her eyes on him. "You ain't gonna like what I'mma do to you. Don't put your fucking hands on her again. Do you fucking feel me?"
"Yes," she whispered.
He released her neck, relieving me a little of the tension I was feeling as she held Jay Jay with her two hands.
She rubbed her neck as she looked between me and the boss.
I stared at her.
She scowled at me.
I lowered my gaze.
She walked away angrily with Jay Jay, making my heart pick up.
"Jay...."
"Go to your room." The boss said, making me look at him.
He is looking at me.
"Now," he ordered.
I walked past him, heading towards my room as I thought of Jay Jay.
NIGHT HOURS.....
MIA'S ROOM.....
I turned off the showers and reached for the towel. I wiped my body and reached for my body lotion. Done with that, I grabbed my panties and put them on.
I put on my pink nightie next and then my room.
Ever since that night, I stopped standing in front of the mirror. I don't take off or wear my clothes close to the mirror anymore.
He might have seen everything but I can't let him keep seeing.
I just hope there are no cameras under the shower.
It has been hours since the unbelievable scene with Jay Jay's parents.
I can't believe he treated his wife like that just because she hit me.
I don't understand him.
He is....he is unpredictable.
I don't get him.
I heaved a sigh as Jay Jay came to my mind.
I haven't seen him since his mother took him. I have gotten so used to him that not having him with me feels odd.
And worrisome.
I just hope he is fine.
I let out a scoff at my ridiculous thought.
Of course, he is fine. He is with his mother.
Your bestie has parents as he should.
He is fine.
Gosh, I am going to sleep without him. This feels odd.
Sighing, I headed for the bathroom door.
Hopefully, I will see him tomorrow.
And hopefully, his mother won't stop me from being his nanny. As much as I feel stuck here, I don't want to lose my best friend.
That will be another heartbreak I don't want to witness.
I opened the door and walked into my room. I turned to close the door but froze the minute I perceived a familiar cigar scent.
I looked towards my bed.
My heart dropped.
The boss.
Big Kai.
He is seated at the edge of my bed dressed in gray sweatpants, a black tank top, and a black durag around his head. He has his big brown cigar in between two fingers that is oozing out smoke.
His eyes are on it.
I swallowed, covering my nightie with my robe.
God, he is here.
He took a drag from his cigar and blew out smoke.
When did he come in?
How does he come in without me noticing?
He moved his eyes at me as the smoke filled the place.
I held onto my robe.
God, Jay Jay is not here to save me.
What is he even doing here? Go to your wife.
He placed his cigar on a plate and got to his feet.
My heart did the same.
He took steps towards me that felt like giant footsteps. My heart pounded as he towered over me.
I did the one thing that came to my mind.
I grabbed the doorknob of the bathroom and opened the door.
But he grabbed my hand on the doorknob, shut the door closed and pinned me against the door instantly with his hand around my neck.
A whimper escaped my lips as I locked eyes with his cold icy blue ones.
I breathed heavily as I took in his familiar expensive scent.
His grip around my neck is neither loose nor tight.
His eyes roamed my face steadily. Like a predator.
My heart pounded as I thought about what he wanted to do to me.
I am not letting him touch me.
I felt a reaction between my legs instantly at the thought of him touching me.
He leaned closer to my ear, adding to my pounding heart. He lowered his face, burying it on my neck and he sniffed me deeply.
Goosebumps took over my body as I held my robe.
"Fresh outta the shower," he groaned.
Oh God.
He tilted his face away from his neck and rested his eyes on me.
"I love 'em fresh." He said, moving his hand from my neck up to my hair.
My body is beginning to pulsate.
He lowered his hand down to my chest, aiming into my nightie.
I attempted to move away from him but that was a terrible mistake.
Because I got grabbed effortlessly and I collided with his hard chest, making me whimper.
He didn't stop there.
He picked me up instantly and pinned me against the wall next to my bathroom door and wrapped my legs around his waist.
I held his strong shoulders as I felt a tingle between my legs.
No.
A sudden need.
I stared at him as my heart raced. His eyes rested on my lips and then on my eyes.
"Don't you dare run away from me," he warned sternly.
That is supposed to be scary.
But it isn't.
It is adding to the needy feeling.
"I don't...I don't want this."
He stared at my lips.
"Let me go... please."
His eyes moved to mine.
"What was that?"
My heart continued pounding.
"I didn't hear shit you said, shawty. You need to speak up."
"Let me....."
He grabbed my neck and crashed his lips on mine.