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July 18 - July 19, 2023
Wealthy, smart, fine, ambitious, slick at the mouth, thighs bigger than my head and an ass to match? A fucking unicorn.
“Just because this marriage might be convenient, you need to understand something right now; it ain’t fake. I’m gonna parade you in public, fuck you in private, and otherwise ignore you, just like most wealthy marriages.”
The truth was though, in that magazine spread where I first laid eyes on her, her hair had been in its natural, curly state, and that shit was sexy.
Once I saw him, I saw only him, and the attention was mutual. His gaze was intense, drinking me in, his expression one of pure admiration.
“With the blessing of our late mother’s legacy and our ancestors before us… I do.”
he looked me dead in the eyes and shrugged. “It's yours now, Nala. Do whatever you feel.”
“Soren said you were scared. And my wife doesn’t have to be scared of anybody.”
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Nalani was on her feet, reaching across the table. Jess couldn’t get out of the way in time before Nalani had a handful of hair, dragging her across the dishes, spilling shit everywhere.
“Is this what you wanted?” she asked me as Jess scrambled up from the floor, backing in my direction. “You want me to act a fucking fool? Kill this bitch to make your point?”
“Pride is gonna cause you to lose the very thing you thought was important, baby,”
“Not at all, you should be admired,” he answered. “I’d just like everybody to know who you belong to while they’re looking.”