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Chapter EIGHT

“She thinks it was done on purpose?” Octavius questioned.

“Yes, because it was. I didn’t give my nanny a gun or allow her to have one. It was actually in the contract that she could not have a weapon from what I understand. Someone gave her that gun brother. She meant to do it.” Kingston was pacing the floor of his office. Pierre and Octavius sat in front of him both looking bewildered.

“Do you know where mother found this woman?” Kingston finally asked as he looked at Octavius. He had never questioned his mother, but this time he had to. Something was off about the whole situation.

“No, I don’t. Mother was always a bad judge of character, but she’s human,” Octavius said as he leaned back in the chair. Pierre looked to be deep and thought, his eyebrow furrowed, his lips in a thin line.

“Pierre?” Kingston watched as his best friend’s head snapped up in his direction.


“You seem a little off today; everything good?”

“Yeah, yeah, just had a long night. I’m going to call it a day and go home and relax. Let me know if your nanny is a psycho or not.” He patted Kingston on the shoulder before walking out without another word.

The two brothers glanced at each other. Sharing a silent understanding for how weird Pierre was acting. Octavius stood and left the room after a few minutes leaving Kingston alone. He immediately pulled out his phone to call his woman.

“Hey baby girl, how are you?” Kingston could hear Nadia’s labored breaths and it concerned him. Seconds later she answered him with a simple fine. He knew she was in pain and he was grateful that it was the end of his workday. Letting Nadia know that he loved her, he hung up the phone and left his office.

Kingston stopped by Nadia’s favorite Chinese restaurant to pick her up some coconut shrimp. He knew she was a comfort eater plus she needed to gain weight. She had lost most of it when she was lying still for nearly a month. When he got home, and walked into their new home, he smiled at the sight in front of him.

Nadia sitting with her legs crossed, the twins looking up at her while showing them colors and letters.

“This is the color red. Say red Levi.”

“Wed,” the little boy said while chewing on a finger.

“Good job! Now you Pay.”

“Dada,” the little girl said as she pushed up to her feet. Nadia huffed and looked up. A smile spread across her face as she stood helping Levi to his feet. She then walked over wheeling her small oxygen tank and kissed Kingston’s lips.

“Hi you,” she hummed.

“Hi yourself mama,” Kingston replied. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and squeezed her perky ass. Nadia laughed while slapping his chest. In that moment, Kingston felt emotionally overwhelmed. An unfamiliar feeling soared through him as he bent down to kiss Nadia again. This time he held her there by the back of her neck, he kissed her hard.

“What was that for?” Nadia panted when he pulled away. She could feel the toddlers pulling on her pajamas. They wanted in on the affection, so she bent kissing them both.

“Because I love you. Now come, eat. I brought you coconut shrimp and the minis got noodles.”

“Kingston, the twins hate pasta. I’ve tried everything I can think of and I’m half Italian. If they won’t eat my homemade pasta, then no one else has a chance.” The man groaned in defeat. He was still learning about his own children, for that he was ashamed.

“It’s fine. We have food in the fridge they can eat,” Nadia said with a sweet smile. Kingston nodded in defeat before giving Nadia the bag of take-out. He then walked up to his room to change and check a few important emails. When he got back downstairs, Nadia was eating her shrimp while the twins were eating chicken nuggets. Kingston stood silently in the doorway of the kitchen just watching. He stared at the twins for a moment then he looked at Nadia.

He thought of what it would be like if she had died. What state of mind he would have been in. Although it had only been a little over a year since the death of Nessa, he was in love with another woman, and for that he felt extremely guilty. Kingston then thought about her age and the fact that she was attending college in as little as three months. He knew she would be eye candy to all the young men and women, so where would that leave him.

Cue insecurities.

What if she found someone else? What if she decided that she didn’t want to be a young mother of two kids that weren’t hers?

What if...

His thoughts were drowning him, but what he didn’t know was that Nadia’s thoughts were drowning her too.

Nadia was lost in her own mind, just as Kingston was. She thought about school, but mostly about Kingston and the twins. She couldn’t give the man any more children, and the twins would never be older siblings. What would she say when they asked for a brother or sister when they got older?

That’s if I’m still around, Nadia thought to herself.

She was sure Kingston would leave her. In her eyes, she was useless as a woman, and when he grew tired of her, she would be pushed aside.

But oddly enough, what ate at Nadia were her thoughts of Vanessa Moore.

Was he done grieving the loss, or was she just a temporary fix? A rebound girl, to keep him sated until he was ready to look for a real, successful, beautiful woman. She looked down at her body and saw her bones. Her thick thighs are gone. Her ass, gone. Her womb.

A sob tore from Nadia’s mouth before she could stop it and moments later, she felt Kingston’s warmth.

“I-I can’t do t-this,” Nadia sobbed. “I c-can’t do this t-to you.”

Kingston didn’t reply. He just held her, but what she said next threatened to rip him to pieces.

“I want out. I want you to break up with me and be free. I’m not what you want; I’m not what you need anymore. You’re sober.”


“No, I mean it. Just let me g-go.” Nadia didn’t know why but she began to wail. Her stomach cramped and seconds later the contents that she just ate spewed from her mouth and landed on Kingston’s shirt.

“Shit baby. Are you alright?” Kingston questioned, but he didn’t get an answer. He watched in horror as Nadia’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and she went limp in his arms.

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