Chapter 49 Here, Girl
BIG KAI
Isadora is sitting on my bed with her legs crossed.
I furrowed my brows as I closed my door.
She is dressed in her mini black night gown and black robe. Her hair is left to fall, covering a little part of her exposed tits.
Ever since she miraculously got healed, she has been all over my fucking face all the time. Getting me irritated and pissed.
The doctor Reeko got me did a fucking good job.
I think Imani hired a quack doctor and she is nonchalant about the fucking fact. And we know why.
She fucking hates Isadora.
I am glad I hired another doctor and he used his magic hands on her. But I still feel she has not fully recovered. There are no mental disorder behaviors so far though. Just her usual tantrums and annoying acts.
Like being in my fucking room right now.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Isadora?" I asked calmly as I walked towards the bed.
Sighing, she got on her feet and folded her hands.
"I should be asking you why I came to your room but couldn't find you."
I scoffed, stopping in my tracks.
"Excuse me?"
She scoffed. "You went to that dumb blond bitch's room huh?"
I raised my brows.
"I came here, waiting for you for how long? I lost count. And here you are, looking like you just took your dick out of her fucking pussy!"
"I know you ain't talking to me with that fucking tone," I said calmly.
Her face twitched a bit.
"I just.....why weren't you in your room? Your son and I wanted to spend the night with you." she almost whined.
I moved my eyes to the empty bed and then to her.
"Where is he?"
She flipped her hair a bit.
"He is asleep in my room."
I kept staring at her.
She shrugged. "We waited for so long and he fell asleep. I had to take him back."
"And you fucking left him there alone."
"I was worried about you, Papi."
Is this bitch serious right now?
"I wanted to see you before I go to bed," she whined, walking closer to me.
Her height barely reaches my chest.
She reached for my chest seductively but I caught her wrist.
"You don't leave my kid alone in that fucking room. That's the same fucking thing you did the last time."
She furrowed her brows a bit.
"Busy with crack while he was being kidnapped and dumped in a fucking trash can."
"I never did crack, Papi. How many times do you want me to tell you that?"
"Then what the fuck happened to you?"
She stared at me for a while like a freaking dummy.
"I....I don't know. I can't remember."
I scoffed, tossing her hand away.
"Get the fuck out of my room," I ordered, walking past her.
"Papi, please...."
"If you ain't ready to take care of your kid, give 'em to his nanny." I retorted.
"No fucking way!" She blurted.
I looked at her.
She is looking at me boldly.
"That bitch is not touching my son again. I need a new nanny. Fire her ass and kick her out. She is useless."
I scoffed. "You were useless for two months. She was doing a great job being a mother figure to him all through those months and you think you can make sum fucking decision in my fucking house?"
"I was....."
"If any ass needs to be kicked out of my house, it should be yours. Crackhead."
Her face twitched.
"Go to my kid, right now," I ordered, turning to my nightstand and placing my used cigar on the plate.
"You want that fucking bitch, don't you?"
This bitch wants the other side of me tonight.
"You had to yell at me in front of her. Because of her."
I heaved a sigh.
"Talking about 'put your hands on anyone here but her' what the actual fuck, Big Kai? ¿ Qué demonios te pasa?"
I turned to her.
She has her hands on her hips, staring at me like she is something of great importance.
"What? Is she my fucking replacement?"
"Were you ever a thing?"
She froze.
I put one of my hands in my pocket, rubbed my beard with the other as I took slow steps towards her.
I stood in front of her.
She stared at me with a tiny glimpse of pain in her eyes.
"I'mma rephrase that. The fuck are you to me, Isadora?"
"I am the mother of your...."
"A fucking baby mama, bitch." I retorted.
She stared at me.
"That's all."
Her eyes brimmed as she continued staring at me.
"As a matter of fact, I never planned to have kids. I barely fuck without a rubber. I never fucked you with a fucking rubber."
She swallowed. "The condom broke."
"You fucking told me you would take them fucking pills. Why didn't you?"
She looked away.
"You deliberately wanted to be my baby mama."
"That's not true, Papi. I didn't break the damn condom. Por favor, Papi. You know how fucking huge you are. The shit has to fucking break." She said, moving her hair behind her ear and smirking seductively.
"Cece knows how huge I am but the shit didn't break in her."
Her smirk fell flat.
"Cece? You fucked Cece again?"
I stared at her.
"Qué te pasa, Big Kai? What the fuck is...."
I gripped her neck, shutting her up as I pulled her closer.
I lowered my lips to her ear.
"I'm gonna kill your sorry ass and bury your body under this fucking house if you don't get the fuck out of my room." I released her aggressively, making her whimper as she held her balance.
She held her neck as she walked out of my fucking room.
Fucking ho.
Blame me for falling into your seductive grip.
I walked towards my desk and opened my laptop.
I typed on the keyboard and Isadora's room appeared. My son is in bed alone.
Fucking bitch.
I grabbed my bottle of whiskey and poured some into a glass. I picked up the glass and took a sip.
I moved my eyes to the laptop screen.
Isadora walked into the room and moved towards the bed. She got under the duvet and lay on her back.
I took another sip as I zoomed my son.
He is sound asleep.
There you have it, lil Man.
Your mother is back and I have your nanny all to myself.
Speaking of your hot nanny.
I pressed a button and switched to her room.
She is lying on her side. I zoomed her face.
Like on cue, she turned and lay on her back, giving me a clear view of her face.
That face flushed with desire and helplessness. Red cheeks.
Red ass from my fucking spanks.
Damn.
The soft moans and squeaks.
Sounds like fucking music.
Tasty and intoxicating pussy.
Fresh intoxicating sweetness.
Both ass and pussy.
Fuck, I need that cold shower right the fuck now.
NEXT DAY......
IN THE RANGE HALL......
I walked along the pathway that had some gym equipment on both sides. I am dressed in just my black track pants, black durag, and black leather gloves that don't cover most of my fingers.
It is a new day. Fucking Sunday morning.
Bright as ever and giving that Christian vibe but have no mama to make you go to church.
And as usual, everyone is in here working out.
Well, almost everyone.
Caleb is not here, nor is Isadora, my kid and his nanny.
Actually, Caleb is off to get me something important.
Imani is on the side, busy with one of the treadmills. She is dressed in her ash colored sports bra, leggings, and sneakers.
Tyrell is on the opposite side, lying on the Olympic weight bench with some of my men helping him with some weight plates.
Others are making use of other gym equipment.
All dressed in their workout wear.
The entire hall is almost like an actual gym.
I don't have to go out there to work out. I have all I need right here.
I got to a bench press and was about to sit on it when.....
Lil Kai's familiar voice took my attention.
He is being carried in a maid's arms and his mother is walking alongside with them, dressed in a black sports bra, white leggings, and black sneakers.
"The fuck?" I muttered.
They are approaching me.
I heaved a sigh, and I stood up straight as they got closer.
"Good morning, papi." Isadora greeted with a sheepish smile.
"What is this?" I asked calmly.
"Your son and I came to work out as well. Right, mi bebe?" she asked, blowing Lil Kai a kiss.
I looked at my kid.
He is looking unhappy without a hair to play with. The maid has her hair tied up in a neat bun.
Now I feel bad for him.
"You don't mind if we stick around, do you?"
I looked at Isadora.
She is looking at me cheerfully
"Be my guest,"
She smiled. "Thank you. Come on, mi amor." She said, walking past me. The maid followed her behind with Lil Kai.
Just what I fucking needed.
Well, as long as my kid is not alone. That's fine by.....
"Boss!" Caleb called, taking my attention towards the far entrance of the hall.
He is standing close to the entrance door, staring at me.
A'ight boy. Where is my fucking delivery?
He looked at the entrance door, gesturing at my delivery.
Next, my delivery, in the form of my new obsession walked in with my bottle of water in her hands.
She is dressed in a yellow knee-length dress and her hand is left to fall.
She looked at Caleb.
Caleb gestured at me, making her look my way.
Come here, girl.