Hi, it's been a while. I hope you enjoy this tho.

Anyway, I am so tired.

I knocked on Zane's office door but opened it immediately because I needed to find out what this code was.

But boy, was I surprised to see what I saw.

They both hadn't noticed me yet cause apparently the door didn't open loud enough.

"Genevieve, please get off." Zane had a hold of Genevieve's arms as she straddled him.

"I thought you said you missed me." She whined.

"Yes, I do, but I'm still married."

Genevieve scoffed. "So?"

Zane looked very annoyed. "She has my child."

"Tell her to abort," she shrugged. "This time, I can actually have your child if that's what you want."

"Nobody wants your damn child." I gritted out.

Zane immediately jumped out of his chair, leaving Genevieve on the ground. "S—she was on top of me. I didn't do anything."

I exhaled frustratedly. "Get out."

Zane started walking.

"Not you, dumbass; what the hell is going on with you?" Zane has been acting so weird lately.

He wasn't this afraid of me before.

"You, you hobo-looking bitch."

Genevieve scoffed. "Deal with her; she's being disrespectful."

My eyebrows raised as I scoffed in disbelief, watching her walk out the door.

"Love," Zane whispered.

I shook my head. "Love? I'm not feeling no love."

"You told me to do this," Zane whined. "She has her arms tangled around me all the damn time."

I rolled my eyes, walking to his desk and placing the code-written paper on it. "I need you to look at this for me. What is this?"

Zane walked up behind me. "Hm, Wingdings. I can read it."

"Thank god." I exhaled in relief.

"But I'm not gonna try and translate until you give me a kiss."

I laughed a bit. "Zane, stop playing with me."

"I'm not," he whispered against my cheek. "I haven't touched you in so long."

"You are not going to seduce me," I said sternly.

Zane smirked, pushing the papers onto the ground and lifting me onto his desk. "I beg to differ." He teased me. "Quickie?"

I gasped; everything was happening so fast. I was just all of a sudden on his desk, his hands up my dress. "I'm still mad at you."

"Not for long," Zane kissed me, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants.

"This...better be...quick, Zane," I said in between kisses.

He nodded, slamming into me. I moaned, holding him close to me.

He held onto the desk and began to hammer into me, the desk beneath us shaking. "Fuck," I moan quietly, knowing either Genevieve, Maggie, or my siblings would hear us having sex.

He grabbed onto my neck, pounding into me roughly, kissing me with so much force as I squealed into his mouth. "Zane, Zane, please."

He grinded into me, and my legs started to quiver. "Already?"

"It's a quickie, remember?"

Zane groaned, hammering into me for a good five minutes, bringing me to my orgasm. "Oh my god!" I brought my hand to my mouth as my eyes rolled back.

"Give me one more,"

I whined. "Zane–"

"Just one more, love." He pulled back and slammed into me, pulling my hair back as his dick pummeled deep inside me as I clenched and quivered against him.

"Zane," I squealed as he pulled back and slammed into my g-spot, his free hand pressed against my clit as his dick repeatedly pulled back and slammed into my g-spot.

"Please, please, Zane, I'm gonna cum."

Zane groaned, his dick twitching inside me. "Cum, A'raya."

I was brought to my second orgasm as Zane's warm cum filled me up.

I sighed, completely satisfied.

He smirked. "You still mad?" Zane asked, pulling up his pants.

I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my smile. "Leave me alone."

He chuckled as I got down and picked up the papers. "Stop distracting me and translate this for me."

He puckered his lips, and I scoffed. "Seriously Zane?"

He nodded.

I sighed, planting a kiss on his lips, and he finally looked at the papers.

He immediately furrowed his brows. "Where'd you find this?"

"That one was from her suitcase. The rest I'll tell you more about."

Zane sighed. "Vanessa's purest snowflake equals White Belford- ongoing extermination."

I gasped. "What the hell?" I start walking to the door, but Zane pulls me back.

"White isn't here right now. I saw her and Maggie walk out together; they were going ice skating. She's safe...for now."

"Genevieve is here to kill White," I said to myself.

Zane nodded. "If White was Leslie's confidant. She knows things. She knows where Leslie's daughter is. And your mom would want her dead."

I shook my head. "Fucking hell." I took out the next one. "I went to my old house with Maggie and A'roya–"

"You did what?" Zane asked.

"Not now, Zane." I tried to dismiss him, but he wasn't having it.

He glared at me....he hadn't been mad at me for a while. "You're pregnant. You can't just prance around dangerous places like you're invincible."

"Maggie and A'roya–"

"You're not doing it again." He cut me off.

I sighed. "Ok, I'm sorry." I handed the next one to him. "I won't do it again, but I did find valuable things. This one was next to my picture."

Zane nodded, content with my answer. "A'raya- pregnant- ongoing extermination (Genevieve)."

"Me..." I sighed.

"This is why I need you to be careful." Zane frowned. "You cried about how you couldn't lose our children or me, but what about me? You ever stop and think what it'd do to me if I lost you and our children both?"

I shook my head. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

He sighed, taking the papers out of my hand. "A'roya- three kids- ongoing extermination (Vanessa). Jericho- four kids- ongoing extermination (Vanessa). King- ongoing extermination (Genevieve). Lucky- ongoing extermination (Vanessa). Jackson- ongoing extermination (Vanessa)."

I felt the tears of frustration and anger well up. "She's planning to kill us all."

"No, that won't happen." Zane showed me the last one. "This one is an address. 4802 Stratford Park, Lexington, KY 40509."

"KY?! Kentucky?! You must be fucking kidding me."

Zane exhaled, faking a smile. "Guess who's going to Kentucky?"

I scoffed. "Oh hell no."

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"Bro what?" Maggie narrowed her eyes. "I know you did not just say Kentucky."

Nola laughed. "Hello, ma'am, I'm from Kentucky, I'm a farmer, and I like to hunt negroes for breakfast." She puts on a southern accent.

Maggie and I laughed.

"Now, Nola, what the hell."

Nola snickered. "Your mom is actually so smart. Who going up to Kentucky? Tryna go listen to some Kentucky bluegrass."

We all started laughing.

Genevieve walked in, laughing while slowly clapping. "Oh, dear? What's this? I've been caught."

Maggie glared at her. "Yea, because you are obviously an airhead. How you gon' be an airhead and be filled with dense air. Dense airheaded ass bitch."

Genevieve scoffed. "You're not a part of my mission." She takes her gun out and cocks at me. "She is."

"Eh?" Nola exclaimed.

Maggie turns off the stove. "What is this, bruh? Put the gun down."

I put my poker face on though even inside, I wanted to cry and beg for the lives of my babies.

"You have to die, A'raya Belford."

"Don't you dare Genoese," Nola warned, pulling out a knife.

"Genevieve." She said bitterly. "You come toward me, and I'll shoot her where those bastard children are growing."

I slowly put my hands up with a sigh. How did this happen?

"This bitch," Maggie growled.

Nola places her hands on Maggie's shoulder. "We shouldn't be insulting her right now."

"Where's Zane, Genevieve," I asked slowly.

She smirked. "I had him go buy sex toys for the babies we'll be making when you're dead."

"Please, spare my babies even if you don't like me."

Maggie and Nola nodded. "Genevieve, please, don't do this. Think of how sad Zane would be that you killed his children."

Genevieve scoffed. "He doesn't want children with you. Your mother killed his brother, and let me tell you something, you look a lot like Vanessa."

"Fuck you." I gritted out.

Genevieve pointed the gun at my stomach, and I closed my eyes.

"Genevieve, wait, wait just one second. Please." Maggie begged, clasping her hands together.

"Don't do this; she's pregnant," Nola said quietly.

"It's too late. You and your siblings are going to die."

I felt the tears falling from my closed eyes.

I heard the gunshot go off, but I didn't feel anything. I heard Nola and Maggie crying, and when I opened my eyes, they were hugging me.

"I'm so confused. I wasn't shot?"

They pulled away, and that's when I saw Zane.

I never thought my husband would look so fine with a gun in his hand.

"Zane," I whispered in relief, wiping my tears. I saw Genevieve drowning on our kitchen floor in her blood.

I held my hands out as he rushed towards me and pulled me in his arms. He sighed, cupping my face. "Are you ok? She didn't do anything beforehand, right?"

I shook my head, smiling gratuitously.

"We're fine too, thanks." Maggie snapped.

Nola laughed. "Like damn, we were here too."

I laughed, still a little shaken, but I laughed.

"You're laughing?" He asked, quite annoyed. "You were almost shot at, and you're laughing."

We all stopped laughing.

"I'm gonna go...call the police," Nola said, walking away slowly.

"Yea, I'm gonna go help...call the police. This was an act of self-defense. You did well, good sir." Maggie salutes before running off with Nola.

Zane scoffed in disbelief. "Can you guys act like this is serious? You're here cracking jokes; if I was a second late, you and our kids would have been dead!"

My eyes widened as he yelled...at me. He seemed to realize what he just did.

"A'raya, I'm–"

I sighed, cutting him off. He was right. He's not a God. He's human.

"No, Zane. I'm sorry. I almost always disregard your feelings. It's so easy, too, because you look like nothing can affect you, but you're still human...I'm sorry, baby."

Zane looked surprised, but he nodded. "I love you more than you love me. If you die, it'll destroy me."

I nodded. "Ok, but I love you more. You can't argue."

"I'm much bigger than you, so I'm filled with more love."

I giggled. "But I have two humans inside that you love, so I have more love."

"Still bigger than all three of you combined." Zane rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, fuck you. You're not special. You're six foot seven, so what? I saw a man on Instagram who is seven foot one."

"Ok? But does that man love you? Don't be bitter 'cause you're too small to have as much love as I do."

"Zane, shut up. I have a bigger heart."

"I don't think that's healthy."

"Zane, you're going to be just like the bitch on the floor."

Zane chuckled. "I love you."

I smiled. "But I love you more."

"Not possible. Go sit down and wait for the police." Zane pushed me to the living room.

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Genevieve was...still alive like a damn cockroach. She'll be going to prison after she recovers, and since Zane shot her out of self-defense, and he's a member of the navy seals and Air Force on honorable discharge, plus he's a rich man, he's not going to jail anytime soon.

He doesn't even need to go to court. That's my husband.

That dumb bitch tried it.

One murderer down. One more to go.

King and White walk into the house, confused as shit. "What the hell did we miss?"

Genevieve didn't know we put her two targets at a hotel. King's birthday was a week ago, so I made up an excuse, saying they could invite their friends over. Separately obviously, even though White's birthday isn't for another nine months.

Since they weren't in the house, I didn't have to worry about them. Plus, King got to see Lucky again.

Nola shook her head. "Listen, go get me a water bottle."

King scrunched his nose. "No, the fuck?"

Maggie smacked the back of his head. "Are you her mate? She said to go get her a water bottle."

King mumbled under his breath, storming down to the kitchen.

White furrowed her brows. "What happened?"

"Small girl, you don't want to know." Maggie sat down.

"A lot happened, White," Zane said as I sat calmly on his lap.

"It's best if you guys don't know. Plus, who wants to go to Kentucky?"

White blinked in confusion. "I'm good, thanks though."

King tossed the water back at Nola. "Me too—uh, whose blood was spilled in the kitchen."

"Oh, King, my boy," I shook my head.

"What?"

"How many times must we say 'you don't want to know' before you shut the fuck up?!"

King glared at Maggie. "You know bitch, you're an evil motherfucker—get away from me!"

"I'm evil, right? I'm going to show you evil."

"A'raya, help me. I'm only sixteen."

Zane chuckled as I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe start acting like it." White shrugged. "I'll be at the piano room."

King shrieked, running down the hallway into his room and locking the door.

"Nigga's lucky can run fast." Maggie panted. "My knees, bruh, I'm getting old."

"You're eighteen, please." Nola rolled her eyes.

My phone started ringing, and Zane grabbed it for me. "It's your sister."

"Hello?"

"The house was blown up today after Genevieve was put in custody. If what you're Manz said is correct. Mother just fled to Kentucky."

I sighed. "Thanks. I love you. Bye."

"Love y—Theo, oh my god, love you too, bye."

I laughed as she hung up. "You heard her," they both groaned in unison. "Kentucky, here we go!"

Maggie sucked her teeth. "Shut the fuck up." 

Well, hiii

you've made it to the end, babieesss

thank u

Idk what to say

My brain is tired and empty