A/N: Still no word on when this will be released but it’ll happen probably around the first week of September.
Blurb:
The devil didn’t drag me to hell; I willingly went with him.
Being the baby mama of Atlanta’s notorious drug lord comes with unexpected perks. I’m protected at all times, and I have a nanny at my disposal so I can run my coffee shop. The other apparent setback, Cameron, aka Finesse, always has a target on his back, and in turn, so do I.
To protect my sanity, I had to break free from him finally. But now the question is, for how long?
Snippet:
“Well?” She asks as I remain silent. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”
“Congrats,” my voice is flat. Not sure what she thought I was going to say. It took a lot for me to say that much.
She’s silent for a long while before she speaks again. “Wow,” she sips her wine and shakes her head, “I thought you would be happier than that. Shame on me.”
“I’m happy you found someone. There, I said it.” I swallow. “I’m not sure what else you want me to say. You know what happened on the day of Mia’s birth, and yet, that didn’t stop you from being with him.” I shrug. “So, congrats to you both.”
“Oh, screw you, Cameron,” Jamie shakes her head at me. “You have a lot of nerve to act like I’m the reason you were arrested on your daughter’s birth.”
“I’m not blaming you for the arrest,” I counter, “I’m blaming you for choosing him over family. That’s what I’m blaming you for.”
“Fuck you, Cameron.” She leans over, and I see the anger in her eyes. “Let’s not forget what you did!”
“And what did I do?” I challenge her.
“Oh, we’re playing this game?” She removes her napkin and slams it on the table.
“Yes, we are.” I talk over her.
“Fine, I’ll bite.” She stares me down. “Let’s talk about how you brought home Dad’s mistress as your new girlfriend to dinner, Cam. Do you want to talk about that? How that woman kept making comments all night, and Mom just had to take it?
“Do you know what that did to Mom when you pulled that stunt, Cam?” Her voice is cracking, and Jamie’s on the verge of angry tears. “Mom cried for hours, Cam! You might think it was funny that you’re bringing home the same woman Dad banged in his office, but for Mom, it was much more than that. Jacqueline did something to Mom that night. She destroyed her. ‘I fucked your husband and now your son, too, bitch.’” Jamie pauses and looks away. She takes a few deep breaths as she collects her thoughts. She turns back to me with fire in her eyes. “Jacqueline wanted to be Mom. She wanted her position, her power, her everything. When Dad ended the affair, you honestly thought Jacqueline just took it quietly? No, she went for the next best thing! You!”
“You think I have no idea about any of this?” I’m trying in vain to restrain the anger and I’m not sure I’m doing a good job of it. “I know what Jackie did. I also know how she was trying to screw me as she was screwing me. She stole money from me, and she was trying to steal property from me as well. If I didn’t stop her, she was going to going to wreak havoc until she got what she wanted. She wanted to destroy our family, Jamie. I know it’s not something you want to hear, but me sleeping with her stopped all that.”
“It didn’t stop a damn thing,” Jamie screeches, “all it did was give her more perceived power. She went to the same women’s group as Mom did. The same brunches. The same teas. Mom had to see her every chance Jacqueline got for years, Cam! She threw it in Mom’s face, and there was nothing she could do about it! Sure, she told her friends, and they could only do so much before Jacqueline started fucking their husbands, and they had no choice but to allow her in.”
“Is your anger really towards me?” I ask her with a slight cock of my head. “Because it sounds like Daddy issues.”
Jamie sips her wine and swirls the liquid as she contemplates if she wants to throw it at me. “See, you don’t like me because I see right through you. I see everything. I see the hurt, the insecurities, and the reckless taste for power. Taylor only sees the shiny part and thinks that’s how everything will always be. You always wanted a puppy to play with, and you got one in Taylor.”
I love my sister dearly, but she’s not above getting murdered in the worst way possible. I’ll move heaven and earth for Taylor, and likening her to a lovesick animal is beyond reproach. “Watch your mouth, and that is the last time I will say that.”
She smiles at me and shakes her head. “Your girlfriend is brainwashed by you. You have her believe that you are her only saving grace. Her mother’s, her lawyer’s, and her father’s deaths were completely out of your hands. And if she’s with you, she’ll be protected. Sure, she did that silly-ass kidnapping thing, but it made you a bigger mark.”
“And you know what, James?” I call her by the nickname she’s always loathed. “I can say the same thing about you and Ethan. You honestly think he’s with you because he loves you, or he wants another way to get back at our family, and fucking you was the smartest way?”
Jamie is holding back because she knows if she even does what she’s thinking about, I’ll have her murder look like an unfortunate suicide. She looks away and shakes her head again. “You are with someone public, Cameron. You’re not dating someone who has no social media profile and can keep to herself; like that would make any difference. You’re dating someone well-known not just in Atlanta but worldwide. And now you two have a child together. So, Taylor is no longer the target, which is great for you both but guess who is? Mia.” Jamie leans in closer to me. “The moment something happens to Mia, Taylor is gone for good, and there won’t be a damn thing you can do to get her back.”
“Then I guess your little boyfriend better play nice,” I warn her, “because if he’s the reason I can’t protect Mia and Taylor, you both will feel my fucking wrath.”
Awe, sibling love is just so beautiful, isn’t it?
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