FRANKIEI am sprawled on the couch, my legs propped on the table when the doorbell rings.“Get that. You can’t eat free food here and expect me to do it!” Amara shouts from the kitchen.I don’t know what her problem is because I was to get it. Aiden is not around. He left early for work and will be back in the evening. “I'm getting it Amara. No need to be rude!” I shout back and put my legs down. “You better!” She shouts making me close and open my eyes in irritation. I walk to the door and open it. I’m met by three men in black suits and earpieces. They have well-built bodies and look dangerous.“How can I help you?” I ask looking at each one of them. They are scary.“Frankie Thomas?”“Yes. That’s me.” I answer and raise my eyebrows at them.“Who is at the door? What’s taking you so long?” Amara asks and comes to stand behind me.“Is Trey here?” she grins.Trey? How is he involved with these men? “We are here for Frankie Amara.” The one who looks like the leader answers.“What did
Bitch?This is the second time he is calling me that. What do I have that belongs to him apart from the baby? Nothing.I don’t know what he is talking about. I’m in the dark here and I feel dizzy. All the roughing up and the name calling makes me feel sick. I didn’t expect to hear such hurtful names from him and it hurts. It hurts like hell and my heart is in pain. Forget the whole body. My heart is in trouble now.Bitch?Can’t still wrap my mind around that name. It’s bitter. Someone else can call me that but Trey? The man I love with my everything? I have nothing much and by everything I mean, my heart, mind and soul.“Have something that is yours? What’s that?” I clasp the seat hard. The dizziness won’t go away.“Yap. My money.”“If it’s the hotel money I can give it to you. I said you shouldn’t pay for it and you paid.”“That’s not what I’m talking about you lying bitch!” he shouts making my head pump. Why is he doing this to me?“Stop calling me names!” I shout back and decide t
He is heartless. Never seen him this way. This is a different Trey. He doesn’t care whether I’m in pain or not. I feel tempted to tell him that we will lose the baby if he continues doing this but he won’t believe me so I just let the pain go away and look at him. I’m sure my eyes are full of begging.“I don’t have any money Trey. If I did I would have given it to you. I’m in pain as it is.”“You think I give a fuck?”“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was dealing with fake drugs.”“You expect me to believe that?” He lets out a sarcastic laugh. “I won’t. I want my money and as I said, I'm not bluffing. My money and I’m completely done with you.”“How do I get it?”“You should consider selling your ass. That’s what you do best.”“I’m not a whore you dickhead! Sleeping with you doesn’t make me one.” I snap with a glare. “I regret the day I met you.”“I do too but do you think it’s enough regret? No tomboy. You have a lot of that to do. You will be kneeling before me begging for my mercy by the
She pulls me to her tightly and squeezes my bottom. I rub her hands off gently and give her a friendly smile. It feels weird. I’m straight. So straight.“Oh baby! Have you been crying?” She sounds concerned.I look at Trey but he glares at me.“She needs to be shown around Stacy.”“You finally give in to your feelings for her. So she is my sister-in-law?”“Nope. Not sister-in-law crap. She is here to work. She is our help.” He says glaring at me.“Help? Are you kidding me? You can’t take her from the club and give her that job.”“Turns out I can. Where is Jenin? Need her to show her what she is supposed to do.”“No. Wait a minute. Why are you doing this?”“Why don’t you ask your crush what she did to get us here? I’m sure it’s a long story.”“Jenin!” he shouts, his voice booming in the whole sitting room.“Yes sir.” An elderly lady comes running.“Can’t believe this.” Stacy says and crosses her arms on her chest, giving her brother a shocked look.“This is Frankie. She is a new help.
TREYI walk into Frankie’s room, to the site of Frankie in Stacy’s arms. Stacy is really trying my patience with her crush on Frankie but why am I here? I know that I want to see her. To take in her beauty though if they ask me, I will say I want to see whether she is settled in and doing her work.I have never been in any of my help's room but we are talking about Frankie here. I have been an ass to her but I can’t help it. I feel mad. I’m too pissed at her to think of another alternative. About getting her arrested, I was bluffing. I can never get the woman I’m in love with arrested. I want to hate her. To have her thrown in jail but how?I still love her. I know what I have done is a terrible way of showing my love for her but I can’t help it It’s her fault we are in this situation. I wish she could have opened up to me. We couldn’t be here. We would be in this house but not under these circumstances. Maybe she would have agreed to move in with me.But this?This is not how I p
FRANKIEI wake up with a terrible headache. I feel drowsy and moving is painful. What is happening to me? Why is this happening? Am I losing the baby?I pull the quilt off me and look at the sheets. They are so clean and there is no sign of blood.That’s a relief. It means that my baby is okay. I sit and support my back with the headboard. I reach for my phone and turn it on. There are several voicemails, including Aiden’s. I scroll down the contacts and dial his number.“Frankie?” He answers excitedly.“Hey?”“Oh my God! Are you okay? Amara told me what happened?”“Yeah. I'm okay. I will be okay.”“Did that asshole hurt you?”“Yeah but it’s the life I chose.”“What’s up? Just tell me what this is about.”“I owe him money. A lot of it and I’m working at his house to sort it out.”“That sucker!” he curses. “What money?”“I got into some company supplying drugs. Didn’t know we were dealing with fake drugs.”“Fake drugs?”“Yap. I supplied to Annex and was caught on the CCTV footage. I sw
TREYI storm into Stacy’s room and slump on her bed. She raises her eyebrows at me and continues scrolling through her phone, ignoring me completely.“You are going to pretend that I’m not here?” “It depends. Have you stopped being an ass?"“I can’t Stacy. This is my business we are talking about and I have lost a lot of money because of her. I don’t need to tell you that I’m being sued.”“That’s not reason enough to treat her this way. She is a gem and you will make her hate you. You are pushing her away from you. You don’t know how many people want her.”“Including you?”“Yap. Including me.”“This is not up for discussion. She deserves to suffer. I need you to help me with something.”“What? Torturing Frankie even though we know she is innocent?”“No. And please don’t bring up her name again!” I snap scrolling down my contacts.“Need you to call this number. His number is Dre. Pretend that you are Frankie and you want to meet up with him.”“Okay.” She keys the number on her phone a
FRANKIE“You should have waited for me to finish dressing up!” I hear a snap and turn to see a half-naked Trey glowering at me.My eyes travel up and down his body. He is so handsome. His chest is perfect, his abs beautifully outlined and I just want to walk to him and run my fingers on that killer body.I miss running them on it. I miss touching him. I miss being in his arms, him stroking and kissing my hair. I miss all the tickling, all the pillow fights, hanging out together; I miss playing on the beach with him and all this brings me to tears.What happened? How did we get here? I love him. God knows I love him with all my being and I’m burning for him.I want him back. I want my loving man back and not this monster standing in front of me. This monster who I created. I did this. I messed with his business and he unleashed his monstrous side on me. How I wish things were different! How I wish I was in this house under different circumstances and not as a help. Can’t believe he is