Two weeks later.

"I miss you Saint." Imani spoke softly into the phone, and he slouched in his seat, spreading his legs a bit.

"I miss you too fat mama. What you doin'?" He asked, counting a stack of money.

"I'm at the doctor. I was cramping and my period isn't supposed to come this soon so I had to make sure I wasn't pregnant." She chuckled, and he smiled.

"Damn. I'm tryna trap you and it ain't working." He fake sighed in disappointment, making her laugh.

"You fucked up. Wow." She shook her head, and he smiled, shrugging.

"I'll be that. Nobody else need to have that pussy, ever. That's mine." He told her, and she bit her lip, a soft smile on her face.

"Yeah. This your pussy, and me and her miss you daddy." She said, and he licked over his lips.

"Why you be talking nasty to me like that? You horny?" He smirked, and she laughed.

"A little bit. I can wait for you though. When can I see you?" She asked, and he shifted his hard dick in his slacks, sitting up.

"I don't know baby. I'm a lil busy, and I don't mean to put you on the back burner but I gotta handle some shit first. I'll take you out in a few days, okay? I'll plan something for us." He told her, and she smiled, playing with the hem of her shorts.

"You are so sweet. Don't take all week Saint. I miss you." She mumbled, and he chuckled, licking over his lips.

"I won't. Brat." He shook his head at her, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.

"Your brat." She said, and he hummed in a positive response, agreeing with her.

"Send me something when you get by yourself." He told her, and she chuckled.

"Saint get your slut ass off my phone." She shook her head, and he laughed.

"I'm serious. Matter fact, FaceTime me when you get home. Naked." He smirked, and she smiled.

"No. You have to wait. I don't wanna touch myself, I want you to do it. So you gotta wait til whenever you're free." She shrugged, and he chuckled.

"Giving me an ultimatum huh? I like it." He shrugged, before a knock came to his office door.

"You have to go?" She asked as Saint held up a finger at the camera, telling Alayna to wait.

"I do. Are you sad?" He returned a question after hearing her sigh.

"A little. I haven't seen you for three days now and you got me spoiled with your company, so now I'm just, bleh. But I know you're busy, so I'll just settle for our calls for now. Will you call me back soon?" She kind of rambled to him, and he smiled. He loved her.

"Yes. I love you Imani. Ima make it up to you fat mama." He told her, and she felt her face flush a light shade of red, blushing.

"You pinky promise?" She asked, and he ran his hand down his face, wanting to see her badly.

"I pinky promise. I'm about to send you something." He said, logging on to his computer.

"Thank you. And I love you Saint, be safe please." She told him, and he nodded, though she couldn't see him.

"I love you more baby. I got you." He blew a kiss into his phone, before hearing her return it, and then she laughed, hanging up.

He chuckled, pulling his phone from his ear as he ordered a few gifts to be expedited to her house, hoping they'd arrive before she did.

That's how he knew that he loved her foreal. Saint would never even think about giving any other woman besides his mom gifts, so for him to do that for Imani, simply because he wanted to, was a sign that she was for him.

He loved how romantic she made him. He wanted to send her flowers, money, and gifts everyday. Though she declined most times, she was very appreciative of the gestures of love he showed her very often.

"Alayna." He called out, and a few seconds later, his office door opened.

"What was it that you needed?" He asked without looking up from his computer.

"I'm sorry for bothering you sir. Ghost invoiced you for a deal, and he emailed to see if you'd still like to go through with it." She said, and he switched tabs on his computer, checking the business email.

"Tell him yes. Send over a brick of coke, ten pounds of weed, and whatever inventory we have left of crystal. Then order more from TJ, send him another two hundred million." He instructed, and she nodded, writing down his instructions.

"And this came for you. The girl didn't leave a name, she just said you knew her." She sat a bag on the table, before walking out of his office.

Saint rose an eyebrow, unzipping the small bag, before a koolaid smile graced his face. Inside was a homemade sub sandwich, creamy chicken spinach dip, a Gatorade, along with a few small snacks.

He picked up the note inside, reading over it.

Only because I know that you abandon your poor stomach when you're at work. Asshole. Enjoy lunch, and don't forget to take a break. Love you. - Mani

He smiled to himself, running his hand down his face, feeling like a little girl the way that she had him blushing over a note.

He loved small, thoughtful gestures like this. He had enough money to buy anything he wanted, and still, she found a way to make his heart swell with something so simple.

His phone buzzed as he took the sandwich out, and he opened the message thread with Imani.

He texted her back, before going to his Instagram, getting a notification that she posted on hers.

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He licked his lips as his dick immediately hardened, zooming in on the picture, seeing her boob slightly falling from the purple bra, then zoomed in on her white polished toes. She was beautiful.

He dialed her number, putting the phone to his ear as he slouched in his chair again.

"Yes?" She answered, her voice sweet, as if she knew what he'd called for.

"You so beautiful. Why you ain't send that to me?" He rasped, and she chuckled.

"I wanted you to see it, and miss me, then call me. Like you did." She shrugged, and he smiled.

"You look good. Take another with your bra off." He said, and she shook her head at him, a smile on her face.

"No Saint. Come home and see me." She spoke softly, and he bit his lip.

"Girl you drive me fucking crazy. Ima be there later." He exasperated, and she laughed.

"Okay. Hurry up, I need you." She told him, and he shifted his dick in his slacks again, shaking his head.

"Bye. I'm hanging up cause you gone piss me off." He said, and she laughed again, making him smile.

"Bye bye Saint." She blew a kiss, before ending the call.

Saint grabbed his packed lunch as he stood up, sliding his phone in his pocket. Walking out of his office, he locked his door behind him.

"Alayna after you finish what I told you, you can go home early." Saint said as he walked towards the elevator.

"Thank you East." She waved, and he did as well, before the doors closed.

Saint missed Imani a lot more than he let on. He was trying not to be so clingy with her, because he didn't want to be annoying or agitating.

But when you loved a person so much, the only person you loved besides your family, they was all you'd want to be around. He wished he could be with her every single day, all day.

He loved her more and more everyday. From the way she held him while he slept, made dinner whenever she was over his house, cleaned, did his hair, helped him with new business ideas, just took care of him in general-had him head over heels for her.

Imani was so sweet, and her love felt so genuine, something that he hadn't really experienced from a women besides his mom. She was perfect to him.

Saint parked his car a few minutes later, and sat there and ate the lunch made by Imani as he waited for the contractor to arrive.

He finished within ten minutes, just in time, seeing a red avalanche truck, parking a few spots away from him.

Saint emerged from his car, wiping down his button down shirt as he approached Terrance Ross.

"East. How are you man?" Terrance dapped him up, and he smiled, returning it.

"I'm chillin'. Life good, family good. What about you?" He returned, the two of them heading towards the development.

"Same, same. Life is only good when the family-particularly my wife-is good." He chuckled, making Saint do the same.

"Deadass. So Wassup with this? How is it coming along?" Saint referring to the building in front of them, many construction workers working on it.

"Good man. They've got the set up already, should be getting all of the walls completely done this week. It's been brick doe' so I been giving them a few off days, that's the only reason it ain't done. Wood get too sturdy in the cold." He explained, and Saint nodded, understanding.

"They just ordered the flooring for it, that's what they'll install after the walls. A building this big is crazy though man. You building another headquarters?" Terrance inquired, and Saint chuckled.

"Nah. Another center. Too many kids in my other one, almost done reached the city limit, so to keep everything safe-I'm opening a new one." He gestured towards the development.

"I like what you be doing for the city kids man. So you gone run this one and the other?" Terrance asked, because that was more easier said than done.

"I'm not sure yet. I might let my girl manage the other one and I'll do this one." He shrugged, and Terrance's eyes widened, making him laugh.

"You lying. Nah, you ain't got no girl. Them drugs getting to you bra. Like Odee." Terrance waved him off, not believing that one of his closest friends and business partners was finally settling down.

"Nigga I ain't gotta lie to you. I don't gotta prove shit either." He laughed, shrugging again.

"Yoooo word?" Terrance dramatically gasped, and Saint laughed again.

"Wallahi. That's mine and I ain't ever coming up off her." Saint said as he grabbed his phone from his pocket to check the time.

"Speaking of, I need to head home to her. Pick ya jaw up bitch." Saint chuckled, and Terrance shook his head.

"I just can't believe it man. Somebody taking Saint old ass up out the game, finally? Damn she must be special. Congrats fool." Terrance dapped him up, and Saint returned it.

"Preciate' it. Say, keep up the good work aight?" He referred to the new building, and Terrance nodded, before the two parted ways.

Before Saint made it home, he'd stopped at the store to pick her up a few snacks, remembering that Imani had said that she was cramping.

Once he finally arrived to his house, his stomach growled, smelling the aroma of food being cooked from the kitchen.

He approached the kitchen, seeing Imani wearing one of his tee shirts with a pair of panties, her hair thrown up into a messy ponytail, stirring a pot of sweet rice.

"What size wedding ring you wear?" His arms snuck around her waist from behind, and she laughed.

"Five." She smiled, letting him kiss her neck as she flipped the lamb chops she was grilling in a skillet.

"I love you." He mumbled, really meaning what he said.

"I love you too baby. Go freshen up. I should be done by the time you are." She told him, and he rubbed her sides, kissing her cheek, before walking back to his room.

He yawned, flexing his back muscles that lightly ached, dropping his phone on the bed, and walking towards his bathroom, smelling cleaning chemicals, making him chuckle.

Imani really hated the way he cleaned for some reason, so she'd usually do it over, a deeper clean than him.

Saint undressed, turning on the hot water, waiting on it to get hot as he peed, then stepped inside.

Spending about ten minutes in the shower not thinking anything specific, besides Imani of course, he stepped out after bathing, wrapping a towel around his waist.

He rubbed his deodorant under his arms, before walking out of the bathroom, and out of his room.

He could see Imani bent over in one of his hall closets, which contained a laundry room, and he walked to stand behind her, making her laugh.

"Saint go eat." She chuckled, removing his clothes from the washer to put them in the dryer.

"You already ate?" He asked, and she shook her head no.

"I have to take care of this first." She mumbled, and he watched her, a smile on his face.

"Come on. We finna eat dinner, you can do that later." He pulled her away after she started the dryer, making her smile.

"Why didn't you put any clothes on?" She rubbed his large tattoo covered arm, seeing a few water pellets dripping from his toned body.

"Didn't feel like it. You like me this way anyway." He shrugged, and she smiled. It was true.

"Damn girl." He rubbed his stomach at the plates she had set out on the table, seeing juicy lamb chops, fried asparagus, sweet white rice, and cheesy turkey bacon mashed potatoes.

"Thank you handsome." She said after he'd pulled her chair out for her, the two of them sitting down at the glass dinner table, next to each other.

"You welcome. What you do today?" He rubbed her thigh, beginning to eat his food.

"I already told you I went to the doctor, then I went to the center and spent a few hours with them. Paid for the boys to get their hair cut, and me and my sister did the girls hair. Umm, I went to go deposit that money that I told you to do three days ago." She stale faced him, and he laughed, shrugging.

"I told you that was yours. Why you put it in my bank?" He asked.

"Cause I don't want your money. You already gave me an unlimited card, I think that's enough." She chuckled, and he shook his head at her.

"But after that, I went grocery shopping, cleaned up and started your laundry. Then I made dinner. It was boring today." She cut up her lamb chop, placing a piece in her mouth as she chewed the asparagus.

"You didn't go shopping or nothin'?" He asked, and she shook her head no.

"I don't want you doing everything for me and nothing for you. I'ma go to your house and do your laundry tomorrow." He told her, and she laughed, making him smile.

"My laundry is done already. Plus, I don't mind. You have a lot to do, and you do so much for me without even realizing, so it's the least I could do." She shrugged, eating her food.

"My mama gone love you." He shook his head, drinking from his cup of ice water, making her smile.

"I'd hope so. I do be doing my shit huh?" She smirked, and he laughed, nodding, his plate now empty as he slouched in the chair.

"You do. I gotta plan something real nice for you. I feel like 'thank you' ain't enough. That's why I give you money and gifts and shit, I don't know how to actually thank you." He told her, rubbing her thigh.

"All of that is more than enough for me. I do wanna go on a date though. I wanna wear that dress you bought." She stood up, grabbing his plate and hers.

"Yeah? I got something in mind, but what do you wanna do?" He asked as she washed their two dishes, placing them in the dishwasher.

"I don't know. Just dinner is fine. Roses and candles, sex." She shrugged, walking back over to him.

"I like the way you think." He smirked, and she laughed, leading him to his room, covering her mouth as she yawned.

"Did you get the tasks on your schedule today done?" She asked, climbing in his bed with him.

"Yeah. I was missing you though, ain't never focused no more." He chuckled, and she smiled.

"I love the way you love me. You so obsessed." She rubbed his face, and he nodded, poking his lips out. She kissed him, taking his bottom lip in her mouth.

"I am foreal." He mumbled against her lips, and she smiled.

"You sore?" She asked, rubbing the middle of his back, feeling it tense.

"Mhm. But I just wanna lay here with you." He said with his eyes closed, and she wrapped her arm around his neck, letting him hold her body closer to his.

"I love you Imani." He mumbled, his face in her bare chest.

"I love you more baby."

- i need me an imani fr 😒