Amari did not always think she was that chick. She was the smart and quiet girl in high school. She did not become that bad bitch till college. Now she knew she was that chick, the prettiest, the best at everything she did, and no one could tell her otherwise.

She was confident in herself, that was not conceited, that was believing in herself.

She was more than her looks. Thankfully, she had plenty of brains. Starting her own enterprise, still at a very young age was her mission. With all her social media going up and monetized, it was time to take things to the next level.

People who thought being an Influencer was easy had things all wrong. She had to keep track of lots of products that were sent to her and if she made advertisements for them. Some only wanted her to incorporate it in her everyday routine, and make it natural. Others wanted a straight-up commercial. She only fully endorsed products she liked and believed in herself. Many didn't even pay her money, they paid her in products.

In turn, she would have giveaways for those extra products with contests on her pages. Still, she needed more to be the biggest, baddest and best at it. She was looking to make products on her own, or at least lend her name to it. That's when she reached out to manufacturers for t-shirts, hats, and other glam items she could put her logo and catchphrases on. That was a start at least.

One, she needed professional photos of herself, so she booked a session that lasted six hours and was at least a dozen outfit changes.

Two, she built a new website, with help from one of her IT-savvy sorors. They made a whole day of it, all day at her place designing and building the website that linked all her accounts, plus had a beauty blog, and would include her new merchandise.

Three, continue to grow. That was the easy part. She spent a lot of time on her phone or tablet, working social media being herself and people flocked to her.

So it was not so bad when Calvin had his daughter, and she could not spend time with him. That meant she worked more. She made tons of content.

Her life was great.

The man, the career, the life.

And after the situation with Kayla and her mother, she was glad she had a good relationship with her mother, even her bugaboo sister. She called or texted them every day. She felt so bad for Kayla, but at least she seemed fine now. She had her and Sharynn and they would be her new family now. Kayla had to distance herself from her toxic mother.

She smiled when she saw that Calvin was calling her, even though he should be at work right now and he was getting his daughter tomorrow so there were no plans for her to come over.

"Hey babe," he greeted her.

"Missing me," she said sweetly to him.

"Yeah babe, you know I am."

"You still at work?"

"Leaving now. Want to come to my place tonight? I'll pick up some food, we can relax and watch a movie, then leave in the morning before I go get Ashli."

"Babe, I'll just cook for you. Don't worry about it. I'll grab some things and be there soon. Byeee!"

She grabbed a change of clothes, her bonnet, and a few other things then headed out. His place was much better than her little old apartment, so she preferred his place as well.

Once she made it there, she didn't even make it to the door, he opened it and pulled her inside with a kiss.

"It should be a crime to look this fine!"

She laughed at him and pushed him away. "That was so lame. Anyway, let me go in the kitchen and make my man something to eat."

"You know the way to a man's heart is food," he kissed her neck. "And you have it already...the food is a nice bonus."

Calvin had no problems saying his feelings for her, and she had yet to tell him the same. Not that she did not feel that way about him, but she had been hurt before by a guy she thought loved her. This was hard for her, to express her feelings.

She washed her hands, spread out all the food she brought over then started on it. A large, chopped salad with everything in it. It was not cooking, but her salads were the bomb. To the bag of chopped salad, she added Imo's provel cheese and shredded cheddar, diced up chicken breast and crumbled bacon, chopped tomatoes, cucumbers, red peppers, purple and green onions, and jalapeño crisps. Tossed that all in a spicy ranch and served it with warmed dinner rolls and a white wine.

"Why are we eating healthy?" Calvin asked, looking at the salad she placed in front of him while he found a movie to watch.

"I don't think this salad is healthy with all I put in it. Boy, just eat it. We can't eat fried and fatty foods all the time and expect our bodies to still stay as hot as they are now." She rubbed his chest. "I want this to stay sexy."

"Girl I will eat a Brillo pad if you put it in front of me...and serve it naked."

She laughed at him.

Calvin did not complain, he ate every last drop of his salad, nearly licked the bowl.

"Damn, you even make rabbit food taste damn good." He pulled her in his arms. "Amari, I'm so glad I have you."

"Take off all your clothes and show me that."

Calvin pulled off his shirt and she was aroused simply looking at his tatted covered chest and arms. Something about a man with tats just turned her on. She licked his chest, licking over his defined pecs then down to his six-pack.

"I'm supposed to be thanking you for my meal...let me hook you up first."

"Naa, I want you now...in my mouth."

She was not one of those girls that shied away from oral sex.

She loved pleasing a man in that way, sucking him dry as he throbbed in her mouth. Even as he oozed in her mouth, she didn't stop.

"Damn," Calvin mumbled. "Let's take this in the bedroom. I'm about to tear that pussy up."

He picked her up and carried her off to the bedroom, laying her in the bed and then undressing her. He kept staring at her with those eyes. She bit her lip as his fingers massaged between her thighs, getting her nice and wet. He brought his fingers to his lips to taste her, licking them.

"Let me show you how much I love you."

He kissed her navel before he crouched between her legs, holding her thighs apart with his arms. Her top half of her body was halfway off the bed and he was doing things with his tongue that were different. Curling it and hitting her spot every single time as she screamed out in ecstasy. This must have been what Sharynn felt when she had her first orgasm from oral.

She'd always had orgasms with it, but tonight, Calvin was doing something different. He was feasting off her like he had not just eaten like he was hungry.

"Cal...oh...my...god!"

He stopped and looked up at her. "You want me to stop?"

"N-n-no!" she stuttered out.

Calvin went back to it. She reached orgasm and after orgasm in waves that made her head spin.

"Cal! I love you!" she screamed out after an uncontrollable orgasm.

He stopped again and pulled her down on the bed with him. "Now you tell me after I made you come ten times in a row."

She chuckled at him, pulling him to her. "It wasn't ten times, but yeah. I love you."

"I love you too baby." He kissed her. "Now can I finish or-"

"Finish!"

She let him keep going and felt her head pounding from the way his tongue dug deep into her. She was going to need a cigarette after this and she didn't even smoke.

Calvin stopped and looked up. "Someone's at the door."

What? The pounding wasn't in her head. She listened and she heard it again, pounding, and it was for sure at the door.

"Damnit," Calvin muttered. He stepped away from the bed and looked out his window. "The fuck-"

"What's wrong?"

"Stay in here babe. It's Yolanda with my daughter." Calvin went to his dresser and pulled out sweatpants and put them on.

"What? Now?" Amari got under the covers in the bed as if they could see her naked in the room. "I thought you were getting her tomorrow."

"I am. I mean...I don't know what's going on." He picked up his phone he dropped on the floor earlier. "Damn, I missed her calls. Let me see what's going on."

He started to head out, then came back over to her and kissed her. "Sorry baby."

He left the room and closed the door, but she wanted to be nosy. She tip-toed to the window to look out and see. It was surely Yolanda, but she didn't see the little girl. When Calvin let them in, she went to the bedroom door and cracked it open a bit to listen. They immediately started yelling at each other.

"Why would you come over here in the middle of the night?"

"If you answer your damn phone you would know I needed your ass. I'm going out."

"What do you mean going out? I get Ash tomorrow."

"And I want to go out tonight, so you got her now. What the fuck have you been doing since you can't answer your damn phone? It could have been an emergency."

"Why do you have to talk like that in front of our daughter? Ash, go to your room, I'll be in there to tuck you in."

"Okay, daddy. Bye, mommy."

She still could not see the little girl, but she was more interested in the fight going on.

"You have some bitch over here, don't you?"

Did she just call her a bitch? No, the hell she did not. Amari grabbed Calvin's t-shirt to put on and nothing else. It was long on her, to her mid-thigh, but she did not care if it was inappropriate. Then she opened the bedroom door and walked out of the room even though Calvin told her to stay in the room.

"Yolanda! Hello, long time no see."

Yolanda gave her a look of disbelief, then looked to Calvin. "Amari Jenkins, of course. Always knew you wanted her whore ass."

"Watch your mouth Yody," Calvin said to her.

"Or you're going to do what? I don't want that little bitch around my daughter, she gots to go!"

"No bitch, you interrupted us, you have to go!" Amari shouted at her.

"Amari, calm down babe."

She was not trying to hear what he was saying. Yolanda still looked damn good. She was a beautiful girl, no lie, and if anyone could beat her in the looks department, it was Yolanda. Dark brown skin like her, flawless, even with makeup, she knew she had great skin. Long, flowing curly hair that made her look exotic, mixed, though she was not. Taller than her by several inches, and body was still slim and trim.

Yolanda was the one that made her confident, a little conceited about her looks. Whereas she thought her darker skin made her less pretty, Yolanda taught her that her skin color was the prize. She used to use filters to make herself seem lighter in pictures. It took coming out of her shell, and a few guys' attention at the young age of seventeen to see, that she was just as pretty as other girls with lighter skin.

There was no stopping her at that point.

She should thank Yolanda for letting her see the beauty in herself, but right now, the girl deserved no compliment.

Yolanda crossed her arms across her chest and stared her down. "How many damn Alphas you gotta fuck to make yourself think you're me? Little Amari still insecure about herself."

"Are you mad I have your man now?"

"Calvin is old news, you can have him, stupid bitch."

Amari wanted to yank all her pretty hair out of her head.

Calvin stepped between the two of them as if she was going to make a swing at her. "Yody, can you go now?"

"No," she said with a huff. "Did you know your little bitch in heat gave up her virginity to your frat brother, Javon? That they fucked nearly every day while she claimed she was still a virgin. Yeah, I know all about that. Trash ass bitch!"

This was not good.