A Scandalous Philly Love Story (Part 1) (9 page)

Chapter 20

Eric

I still hadn’t seen or heard from Cyn. This bitch had ignored my request, and Dre’s weak ass had been blowing my phone up non-stop, leaving voicemails and messages. I’d been so busy trying to keep my job intact. I’d been doing research, so I could put this appeal hearing together and came across some very pertinent information. I discovered that the officers who arrested Carter were rogue cops. They were known for planting incriminating evidence and taking bribes. They had been taking cut-backs for years, but they weren’t very smart. They left a money trail that was bound to put them behind bars for a long time. This was good news to my client’s ears, and I was sure some of the other inmates would capitalize off of this information. Carter had already served whatever time he was given for corrupting the mind of a minor, as well as for the other charges he was handed for violating Dawn. So, it was a good chance that Carter Barnes would be released soon. The hearing was to begin within the next week, and he was pleased with the news. He asked me to do a side job for him in locating Dawn and her family. He paid me an extra 50K. Little did he know, I didn’t have to go far to locate them. I soon had a package delivered to him with all of the information he needed.

As I sat in my office, there was a knock at my office door. It was Diane with a package addressed to me. When she handed me the package, she looked back at me seductively before closing the door. We had been playing office tag, meaning I was tagging that ass every night for the past month since I started working this case. She was helping me to release some pent up stress I had been dealing with lately. I looked the large envelope over, seeing that it had no returning address. When I opened envelope, I couldn’t believe the contents that were inside. It was several pictures of Dre, Marcy, and I in some very compromising sexual positions. “Fucking bitch!” I yelled, as I threw the envelope across the floor. A piece of paper had fallen out and it read:

So, this is why I couldn’t get your ass to commit; you were too busy fucking my best friend behind my back. Plus, you like ramming men up the ass. So, is this why you would get mad when I turned down anal sex? You fucking butt fairy. Let this be a warning, stay away from me and my friends. If you come anywhere near us, I will expose your ass. You will lose that precious job you oh so love. If you see me on the streets, you better cross to the other side and not even look my way. You nasty, sick, triffling ass bastard.

P.S. Don’t try anything slick because I have extra copies.

Cynthia.

This bitch thought it was safe to blackmail me? She don’t know about my dark side. I could eat her little ass for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and spit her out. We met after I reformed myself. I was the type of nigga you didn’t fuck with. I would crush her little world. “I am about to take this bitch down!” I yelled, while pounding on my desk. Diane came rushing into the office, looking confused. 

“Mr. Greyson, is everything all right?”

“Get out of my office, and close my damn door!” Where the fuck could she have gotten those pictures from?, I thought  to myself. Whoever sent her these pictures was good as dead when I got through with them. I started wondering if that little bitch Marcy had something to do with this. She was always jealous of Cyn with her vindictive, conniving, sneaky ass. If that witch had these pictures taken and sent them to Cyn, I was going to make sure she never saw her kids again. And it better not have been Dre’s little bitch ass either, or he would regret the day he laid eyes on me. They didn’t know that I was the wrong motherfucker to cross. I was known to take action and ask questions later whenever necessary. I walked over to cabinet and poured me a drink. I was starting to feel suffocated in this damn office, as if the walls were closing in on me. I needed to get out of here. I had someone to destroy, I just didn’t know who. All three of them would pay, and anyone else who got in my damn way. I snatched up my briefcase, placing the envelope and files inside. I left out the office with Diane sitting behind her desk with red eyes.  I guess her little feelings were hurt. See, this is what I didn’t have time for weak individuals. I just walked out of the office, getting on the elevator not and I didn’t look back. I knew once I called her later, she would be right there to please me. I couldn’t get enough of her juicy, plump ass. She was very submissive and never questioned me. She always catered to my needs and never bitched about taking it up the ass.

On my way home, I got a call from Carter. He wanted me to come up to the prison. He had something to discuss with me that wasn’t related to the case. I could only imagine what he had planned. I assured him that I would be there Thursday. Making it home, I pulled into my garage and shut off the engine. I let the doors down and entered through the basement door. I stopped at the bar and poured me a double shot of Cuevo to relax. I loosened my tie and took off my jacket as I sat down, thinking of my next move. I sat back to read over some text messages I had received. There were quite a few from Dre, who still begged to see me, and two from Diane, apologizing for upsetting me earlier. She wanted to come over and prepare dinner for me, but I had something else in mind. I wanted to release my tension another way. I went up to change my clothes and headed to the club in search of a new candidate with a nice, tight ass. I had to quench this thirst I grown accustomed to.

Chapter 21

Dawn

New Years’ Eve

Tonight was my mother’s wedding day, and my last job before going out on maternity leave. I found an assistant, Amanda, to overlook the business for me while I was out. When I got to the hotel, Amanda had the reception hall on point. The decorations, the cake, and the food were all looking amazing. I couldn’t have been happier than this moment as if it were my wedding day. When I walked into the room, I could see that my mother was a nervous wreck, but my grandma had everything under control. Everyone was here and accounted for, looking beautiful in their gowns. The photographer captured my mother’s big day as she got prepared to become Mrs. Julia Saunders. I was happy that my makeup hadn’t been applied yet because I couldn’t stop crying. My mom looked so amazing, from her hair to her makeup. I was glad that we amended our relationship and that I could be a part of her big day.

I received a call from the hotel manager; there seemed to be an issue that needed my attention. I informed the manager that I would be down in a few minutes to address the issue. As I made my way out of the room, I reassured my mom that I would return after checking on the reception area. My sister attempted to calm her down, so that I could take care of everything. While walking to the elevator, I felt someone approaching me from behind. Before I could turn around, everything got fuzzy and dark.

“Man, you never told me she was pregnant!”

“That shouldn’t be no real issue; they said pregnant pussy is the best.”

“Well, it’s time I get my beautiful guest back to the house and make sure she’s comfortable and well-rested for our reconnection.”

“Boy, she looking sexy and all grown up after all these years.”

“Well, I think this is where I make my exit.”

“Just remember I’m going to need you to keep your ears and eyes open for me because I’m just getting started. Oh, you just make to deliver this and I’ll be in touch.”

***

When I came to, I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. I started looking around, taking in my surroundings. I had no idea where I could be. All I knew was I woke up in a king-size bed with my clothes still intact. There were flowers all around the room. In the corner sat a fifty-inch flat screen television. There also were bottles of water placed on the nightstand with a note attached to them.

Can’t wait to for us to get reacquainted.

I balled up the note, barely making my way to the door banging and screaming, “Is there anyone out there? Help me!” I started feeling sick to my stomach, hoping there was nothing wrong with the baby.

“Hey! Does anyone hear me out there?” In walked this big, burly looking man who gave me the creeps. He looked to be about two hundred and seventy-five pounds, with this cut on the left side of his face that extended from his under his eye down to his cheek. He wore what looked to be a butler uniform of some sort.

“Well, I’m glad to see you finally woke up.” He was carrying a tray of food, which smelled good, and he placed it on the table.

“No sense in screaming, can’t nobody hear you,” he informed me.

“Please help me, I’m not feeling well. I think there’s something wrong with my baby.”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head. I believe they used too much chloroform when they knocked you out, but you and your baby will be just fine, he said. “Why don’t you just sit down and enjoy the food I prepared for you? That should help”

“Where the hell am I?” I yelled. “I need to get out of here! This evening happens to be my mother’s wedding day.”

“Well, pretty lady, doesn’t look like you will be in attendance for those nuptials.” He showed me a news clipping, where it revealed that the wedding was cancelled due to me being missing. “Now, why don’t you go ahead and sit down. I prepared something for you and the baby to eat. You know, you have keep your strength up for the baby.” I looked down at the tray and slapped it to the floor. I became furious once I read the article.

“Look, I don’t know who you are, but I demand you let me get back to my family!” I said, through the tears.

“Well, that wasn’t nice of you. it took me half the morning to put all this together for you.”

“Does it look like I care? I want out of here, and now!”

There was a light knock at the door, and the man just turned around after picking the mess up and walked out of the door without saying another word. I ran to the door, trying the knob, and of course, the damn door was locked. I started crying harder because I wanted my husband. I knew everyone was worried about me. I wasn’t sure why I was here, but I prayed that someone heard my cries. I began feeling lightheaded and frustrated because I couldn’t picture who could have gone through all of this trouble to kidnap me. I started praying hard that my prayers didn’t go unanswered and that someone would find me and rescue me. I was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen, though. I had no idea what time of day it was, how long I had been knocked out, or who could have been behind this.

****

“Man, you sure got a feisty one in there! Bitch knocked the food on the damn floor after I slaved over that damn stove, preparing such a tasty meal.”

“Yeah, I heard her giving you the business in there. I think I’ll make her sweat it out before I make my presence known. Just make sure she eats something. I want to make sure she is well-rested and that her strength is up before I have a chance to sample that pussy. Make sure not one little hair on her head is out of place, or that’s your ass, do I make myself clear? Now make sure she eats. I’m out!”

There was a knock at the door and the monstrous man reappeared, this time with a big bowl of fruit. My stomach was hurting, and the baby was kicking and moving around all crazy.

“I come in peace, little lady. How about a bowl of fruit? Is there anything else I can get for you at this moment?”

“Yes, how about you let me go?” I said. “My family has got to be worried sick about my disappearance.”

“Well, little lady, it seems I don’t hold your future in the palm of my hands.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“You will get all the answers to your questions soon. Just eat up, and I will try to prepare you something more to eat. I will be back later, so make yourself comfortable,” he said, walking towards the door. “By the way, there is a closet full of clothes, so you might want to shower and get changed.” After he left, my mind began to race, but I needed to feed my little one, so I picked through the bowl of fruit because I was truly starving. I sat on the bed, reading over the article that he showed me earlier in regards to my mother’s wedding. I knew my husband was tearing up the city looking for me. My family had made all attempts to get any information possible leading to my whereabouts. I sat there, rubbing my stomach and talking to AJ because I knew he could sense stress I was under. This was soothing to me, and it helped to calm AJ because he was kicking and moving as if to say, “Hey, mom! I’m here, you got me!” I decided to take a shower and to think of an escape plan, but who the hell was I fooling; my fat ass could barely get down a flight of steps without feeling out of breath. Oh, God. I just wanted to go home.

“God, please hear my cries!”

Chapter 22

Cynthia

Today is my grand opening, and I wasn’t in a celebratory mood. These last couple of days had been crazy. Everybody had been stressed out since Dawn went missing. There hadn’t been any word, and we all had been losing our minds. I hadn’t been eating or sleeping much because she was all I had. She had been like a sister to me since high school. Anthony had been going crazy, and we’d all been worried about her grandmother.

“Don’t worry about me because the God I serve will watch over Dawn and the baby,” she told us. I was truly trying to stay positive. The cops still had no answers, or clues, as to what could have happened. The last thing anyone could remember was her heading down to the banquet room to handle some issues. The manager informed us that she never made a call to Dawn about any issues regarding the wedding. It was hard to believe that my best friend could have just disappeared, and nobody had any real answers as to how or why. The wedding had been postponed until Dawn was back safe and sound. That whole day was a nightmare. The detectives had questioned everyone for hours. Mysteriously, there was a glitch with the camera system. At the time of Dawn’s disappearance, there was at least an hour gap with no recording. Whatever happened to Dawn wasn’t just an accident; it was deliberate. Nobody had any idea who could have wanted to harm Dawn. I’d never known Dawn to have any enemies; she was always that person you could turn to for anything. We were a bunch of confused individuals, trying to understand what could have happened to her. Here it was she was almost ix months pregnant, and she was nowhere to be found. Where could she be?

I hadn’t heard from Jonathan since the day of the wedding. He dropped me off at home and called maybe once or twice. He had been acting strange and distant lately. I’d tried calling him, but I would always get his voicemail. With Dawn missing, I had nobody to turn to. Emotionally and mentally, I was drained. I just didn’t have enough fight in me anymore. I wasn’t eating or getting enough rest. This Grand Opening just wasn’t going to be the same with Dawn missing. Sitting here on the bed, my phone rang, startling the shit out of me. Every time it rang, I damn near jumped out my skin. Before I could answer the phone, the caller hung up. I looked at the screen to see that it was Ms. Julia calling this time. She didn’t bother leaving a message, but she immediately called back. My hands started shaking as I picked up the phone because I didn’t know what to expect once I answered it.

“Hello, Ms. Julia, is everything all right?” There was long pause at first, and when Ms. Julia began to talk, it sent chills up my spine. I could hear it all in her voice that she had been crying. She went on to say that a letter was left in the doorway at Dawn’s house. The letter said that there was no need in searching for Dawn. She was in good hands and right where she belonged. Ms. Julia was on her way to check on Anthony; the police questioned all of us for hours, especially Anthony. They had him down at the headquarters for well over eight hours. Anthony was becoming very frustrated because there were no clues to his six-month pregnant wife’s whereabouts. I couldn’t help crying; I wanted my best friend back safe and sound. I sat on the phone with Ms. Julia for a few more minutes, debating whether or not if I should go through with the Grand Opening. I just wasn’t feeling it, but because I had the media, the Mayor of the City, and some other very important people attending, I just couldn’t cancel it.

After finally getting myself together, I got out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower. When I got in the shower, I let the water cascade down my body, washing away the tension and the pain I felt. I began to cry for Dawn, I cried for Jonathan. I cried because this was supposed to be a bittersweet moment for me, but I didn’t have anyone around to share my moment with. I still was puzzled by Jonathan’s abrupt behavior, and I just wasn’t in the mood to deal with it. As I walked back into my room, I could have sworn I heard the doorbell, but I wasn’t expecting any company, so I just proceeded into my walk-in closet to pick out my outfit. I decided on the cream and gold Dolce and Gabana dress, along with my four-inch peep-toe shoes. Once I got dressed, I went into the bathroom to add the finishing touches. I applied my makeup, which only consisted of lipgloss, eyeshadow, and mascara. I wasn’t one to wear a lot of makeup because I rocked the natural look. I added some accessories and made sure to wear the diamond-encrusted heart necklace that Jonathan bought me. I treasured this necklace. I stood there, thinking about how much I missed his presence and the way he made me feel, especially sexually. He knew my body and all of the right moves to please me. I felt a tear as it escaped down my face, but I was determined not to cry anymore. I wasn’t sure how likely that was because I hadn’t even gotten through the whole day yet. When I got back into my room, my phone chirped, alerting me to a text message. It was from Jonathan.

It read:

I know I’ve been MIA but I had some family issues that needed my immediate attention. I just wanted to wish you good luck on your Grand Opening. I promise to make it up to you very soon.

PS. I love you knock ’em dead. I hope you like the little gift I sent you.

***

Well, the Grand Opening was very eventful. I made it through without actually breaking down. As I got ready to leave, there was a package left on the porch, and I assumed this was what Jonathan had been talking about. I couldn’t hold back the tears because when I opened one of the boxes, there appeared to be a gold charm bracelet. The first few charms were a realtor sign, a heart, and a “#1”.  There were also two dozens roses and a card attached that read, I’m proud of you. I may not be there in body, but I’m there in spirit. Love Jonathan. I wasn’t sure how I felt about Jonathan and his absence, but he sure was trying to make up for it with all of these gifts. I just wish I had him or Dawn here for moral support.

Throughout the day, I experienced a sense of loneliness, and I prayed that God got me through this day with minimal to no crying. The ribbon-cutting ceremony and the speech the Mayor delivered were both beautiful. And of course, the news reporters and other well-wishers were there. Let’s just say, I was glad when this whole day was over with. All I wanted to do was get home. The office would open first thing Monday morning for business, and hopefully, I would be in better shape for my first day. I had gotten a phone call from Ms. Julia, apologizing for not being there. I let her know that under no circumstances did she need to apologize. I knew that she had enough going on with Dawn being missing. I informed her that she had nothing to worry about because her job was secure. It would all be waiting for her when she was ready to come in. I thanked her for all of the support she provided me, from decorating all the way up to everything she did for the Grand Opening.

When she called, she also told me of the suspicions she had about Carter Barnes being released from jail and how he could’ve been behind Dawn’s kidnapping. Just knowing all that he had put Dawn through when she was younger, and to now kidnap her, I prayed that her and the baby were doing just fine.