Chapter 34
-GIRGENN
The night is still young, and my desire for success and achievement burns brighter than ever, but my father’s actions have thrown a wrench into my plan
As I gaze at Naomi peacefully slumbering on the bed, I can’t help but let out a deep sigh–for the hundredth time tonight.
My mind is a jumble of thoughts, and I’m struggling to make sense of the new developments
I’m grateful that Naomi doesn’t have any interest in the black empire, and 1 know she’s rejecting it because she doesn’t understand its value.
But even if she did, her expression suggests she would still turn it down.
Her lack of enthusiasm is a welcome respite, but it also adds to my frustration, as I’m left wondering how to move forward and salvage my
ambitions.
At least she’s not the gold digger I thought her to be.
I just need more self–assurance from myself to tell myself that I can actually do this. Solely own the black empire and not let Naomi’s inevitable divorce with me get in the way
To be very honest, I don’t really care about our marriage. We can be married for longer than our contract, stay in the same house, and have the
same bed.
I still be like living with me every day. As long as the empire is under my control.
We can stay unloved as long as we want. I don’t plan on loving anyone or being loved.
And with Naomi and the boys in my coop, other women can stay out of my life.
I’ve had so many plans for the black empire and how to run it
I just need some trusted lawyers to get it out of Naomi’s hands.
And maybe add my boys‘ names to the petition.
I lay on the bed and let my head spiral into a few more thoughts before shutting my eyes and drifting off to sleep
I walk into a nightclub with Harold and Orion
I don’t feel too good, but I am here anyway.
It’s all for business, and 1 have to do this
As we enter the nightclub, I’m struck by a sense of d
of déjà vu—the place feels eerily familiar, like I’ve been here before, even though I know I haven’t.
The music playing in the background is making me increasingly anxious, its rhythm and melody are stirring up a restless energy within me. Before I can even process my surroundings, we’re ushered into a private booth, and a swarm of waiters descends upon us, thrusting menus into our hands with overly enthusiastic smiles.
Their hospitality feels forced, like they’re trying too hard to convince us of their warmth and welcoming nature.
The whole scene is making me feel uneasy, like something is off, but I can’t quite put my finger on what it is.
One of the waitresses walks up to me. She is small, skinny, and very
Naomi
What is she doing here?
“What can I get you?” she asks with a smile, resting her hand on my shoulder.
“Naomi?” I call, but the smiles and nods
“Of course, I’ll take you there.”
I don’t know where she is taking me, but I get on my feet and start to follow her.
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She takes ne down multiple halls that are a bit morphed.
And then we both walk in this private room.
She starts to give me drinks and starts to laugh just hearing me talk.
She looks beautiful, and I love the feeling in my chest from the way she laughs.
I take her by the hand and pull her close to me.
She mutters something, but I don’t understand her words.
Slowly, she starts to unbutton her white shirt.
“What are you doing?” I managed to
“If you don’t want this, I can leave,” she says, looking scared and immediately starting to button up.
I stop her by cuffing her wrist and shaking my head.
“No, go ahead.”
She smiles and takes off her entire outfit.
Standing naked in front of me, 1 adore her frail body.
I can feel my insides burning with heat, and I immediately want to pass that hotness on to her.
The room is dimly lit, but weirdly, I can tell where everything is
I bring her closet me and let the words out.
“Undress me
She giggles and starts acting on command.
We are both naked and, in no time, almost eating each other out as our mouths meet
Our kiss is maddening, and my insides feel like jelly.
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I take a seat, and she stands in between my legs, cupping my face and treating me with perfect care as she kisses every part of my
Her breasts are soft against my face, and I start to suck on one of them. She lets out a moans, and it makes me hard.
I immediately dove into the bed with ber beneath me and thrust carefully into her
As I thrust back and forth, feeling every ecstasy coming from our sex,
Aloud bang on the dear suddenly causes me to stop and snap my head towards the door.
I open my eyes to meet total darkness and a continuous, lazy banging on the door.
I turn on the nightlight beside me and get on my feet
I am sweaty and hard.
What the fuck was that dream?
Dream
1 turn to Naomi, and she is sleeping soundly.
I must be crazy. Having lacid sex dreams about Naomi.
But a dream. No. It felt too real and too familiar.
That felt more like a memory than a dream.
Was in the night I slept with Nuomi
I did drink my entire life away the night I went to that nightclubs with my business partners–I don’t even recall half of anything that happened that
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night.
Could it really be a memory?
As the lazy banging continues on our door. I get on my feet and go to open the door.
It is the middle of the night. Who can it possibly be?
1 open the door and pause when I see no o
I look down, and I see Jake–no Blake.
“Daddy,” he calls, admitting his tears.
onc.
“Blake?” I pick him up and place him close to my shoulders as I shut the door.
“What happened to you?” I asked, trying to wipe his tears, but he buried his face in my neck.
“I had a nightmare,” he cries.
“A nightmare.” I carefully placed him on the bed.
He was having a nightmare while I was shamelessly fucking his mother in my sleep
Naomi grunts and slowly starts to wake up.
She wakes up and
pauses at the sight.
“Mommy” Blake cries on her body.
“Oh my a
my goodness, baby, what’s wrong!” She takes him in and starts to run her hand along his back.
“He had a nightmare,” I add
“O” Naomi pouts and hugs Blake.
“I want to stay here.” He sniffs already, forgetting the dream, as I can tell.
“Oh, Naomi looks at me for help: she looks dead sleepy.
“Come here, Blake,” I say, and he comes to me.
“You can definitely sleep here; get under the covers.” I smile at him, and he grins and hurries to get under the covers.
Naomi’s tank top stretches taut, clinging to her skin as she leans forward, half of her body weight resting on it. The fabric pulls tight, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. The subtle curve of her breasts catches my attention, and I can’t help but remember the vivid dream I had earlier. The memory of it sends a sudden jolt of tension through my body, and I swallow hard, trying to compose myself. The fleeting glimpse of her skin is like a spark that ignites a flame of awareness, leaving me feeling flustered and unsure of how to react
What the fuck was that?
