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  Blondie made wet sounds with her mouth while her head moved 100 mph like she was possessed. Her mouth was wet and her determination was loud. Cam stroked Blondie’s mouth a few more times before he pulled out and masturbated leaving his fluids all over Blondie’s face and mouth.

  Once Cam’s work was finished, he pulled out his iPhone and snapped a picture of Blondie with her face covered in semen. “Yeah I think I’mma post this on Instagram later,” he said with a devilish smirk on his face.

  “You better not,” was all Blondie said as she disappeared in the bathroom to clean herself up. While she was in the bathroom, Cam’s mind went back to the last time he had saw Yolanda and she told him that she was pregnant. Her being pregnant and not wanting to get rid of the baby was beginning to piss him off.

  When Blondie returned from the bathroom she noticed Cam had a serious look on his face as if something was bothering him. “What’s wrong?”

  “You should be asking what ain’t wrong,” Cam said helping himself to another drink. He knew he could manipulate Blondie and make her do anything he wanted. He just had to make her feel like he needed and really loved her.

  “Anything I can do to help?” Blondie asked as she plopped down onto the bed next to Cam. Blondie had a bit of a gut, but her small waist and curvaceous hips drew attention away from it.

  Cam eyed Blondie’s ass and admired its jiggle as she sat down. “I got a little problem,” he began. “I don’t really want to involve you, but I don’t know who else to go to,” he said laying it on thick.

  “What is it baby? You know I’ll do anything for you,” Blondie said sincerely meaning every last word she spoke.

  “It’s Yolanda,” Cam sighed. “She’s pregnant; that’s why when she popped up at the hotel I got you up off of her and didn’t let you whip her ass,” he lied. “I’m not ready for no kids.”

  “You out building your brand and career; a child ain’t going to do nothing but slow you down right now,” Blondie said as she helped herself to a strong drink. “That bitch Yolanda is bugging right now,” she spat. The reason she was salty was because if anyone was going to have Cam’s child, it was going to be her. “So what you need me to do?”

  Just the words Cam wanted to hear. “I was thinking maybe you and a few of your home girls could maybe run down on her and rough her up a bit. Don’t kill her, but rough her up so she can’t have the baby.”

  “Done,” Blondie said quickly not even giving it a second thought. This idea was just what Blondie needed. First she would get rid of Yolanda and get her out of the picture and then once that was done, her next objective would be Honey. Everything was going according to plan and soon she would be Cam’s only girl.

  “Yo, I’mma be out of town for a few weeks with Honey. I’d prefer you take care of that while I’m away,” Cam suggested.

  “No problem baby. I’ll take care of it. Anything for you,” Blondie smiled devilishly.

  Chapter 9

  SECURITY

  Ever since the beef with Cam and Peanut began, Cam had beefed up his security team and Honey hated it. She hated having to be watched everywhere she went. There were certain times when she just wanted to be left alone.

  “How much longer do we have to roll around with all this security?” Honey asked with an attitude.

  “Until I say so,” Cam replied. Honey had been in an ugly mood for the past two days because Cam refused to let her buy her money hungry mother a new Benz. It seemed like the only time Honey’s mother called her was to beg for money and Cam refused to sit back and let anybody take advantage of Honey. Not to mention, Yolanda being pregnant was still fresh on his mind.

  “So I can’t buy my mother a car, but we can spend unnecessary money on this security bullshit?” Honey snapped. “I don’t tell you what to do with your money so...”

  “Bitch you not buying your moms a car and that’s that,” Cam barked cutting Honey off. He was sick and tired of going back and forth with her about nonsense.

  “Fuck you!” Honey growled as she attempted to get up off the bed and storm out the bedroom, but Cam grabbed her wrist in a firm grip.

  “Bitch what I told you about your mouth!?” he growled as he forcefully sat Honey back down on the bed and began to unfasten his pants.

  “Stop Cam; get off me,” Honey protested as she struggled to jerk free from Cam’s grip.

  Cam pulled his dick out from his boxers and jammed it in Honey’s mouth. “What I told you about that mouth of yours!? Huh?” Cam barked as he fucked Honey’s mouth with a ferocious force. Honey gagged, coughed, and choked on Cam’s length as she did her best to take Cam’s entire length down her throat.

  “That’s it! Take it bitch!” Cam gasped, thrusting his pelvis harder and faster into Honey’s mouth.

  Honey moaned loudly as she popped Cam’s dick out of her mouth and turned her attention to Cam’s balls holding them in her hand and licking them assiduously like a cat. After a few licks, Cam jammed his dick back into Honey mouth and stroked it like his life depended on it. Saliva leaked from the corners of Honey’s mouth and began to roll down her chin down onto her chest.

  Cam’s legs buckled slightly and then suddenly he pulled out and shot his load spraying cum all over Honey’s face.

  Honey quickly pushed Cam up off of her and sucked her teeth. “You better not had gotten none in my hair,” she huffed and then disappeared into the bathroom.

  Cam laid on the bed in deep thought. In the past month his life had been spiraling out of control. He had just gotten a call from his lawyer the other day telling him that his father was planning on suing him for the fight they had outside over at his mother’s house. Also he had been hearing rumors in the streets that Peanut and Red were out riding around in search of him, and on top of that Yolanda was no longer answering his calls. Just as Cam thought his night couldn’t get any worse, Honey stepped out of the bathroom with a mini skirt on, some heels, and a face full of makeup.

  “Fuck you going?”

  “Out,” Honey snapped. It was obvious that she was still upset about not being able to buy her mother a car. If she would have been able to beat Cam up, she would have.

  “Yo stop playing with me,” Cam barked. “I said where the fuck you going?”

  “I’m going out to have a drink,” Honey sucked her teeth. “And no I’m not taking no security with me either!”

  Cam quickly jumped up off the bed and made his way over to where Honey stood.

  “I’m telling you right now Cam, don’t put your hands on me cause we’ll be up in this bitch fighting tonight,” she warned.

  Cam leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “You wanna go out, fine. Go have a good time and your security is going with you.”

  “I’m not a baby. I know how to walk around by myself.”

  “You can’t do those types of things anymore. You are a celebrity now. You can no longer do the simple small things that you used to do. You just can’t,” Cam tried explaining.

  “Well I’m still not going out with all that stupid ass security! This shit don’t make no sense!” she said while she folded her arms across her chest.

  “Okay you don’t have to go out with a shit load of security, but you’re not leaving out this house without Truck by your side and that’s final,” Cam told her.

  “I can live with that,” Honey smiled and gave Cam a kiss on the lips. “This place is a mess. First thing tomorrow morning I’m hiring us a maid.”

  “Have a good time and remember, you are a celebrity now, which means all eyes are always going to be on you,” Cam told her as he escorted her downstairs. Immediately he spotted Truck.

  “Listen I’mma need you to keep a close eye on her tonight,” Cam said in a hushed tone. “And don’t let her drink too much.”

  “You got it boss,” Truck said and like that him and Honey was out the door.

  As soon as Honey stepped foot out the door, Cam’s mind immediately began to think of which one of his side chicks he would give
the pleasure of spending time with him tonight. He knew it was wrong, but at the moment it felt like the right thing to do according to him.

  * * *

  After driving around for damn near an hour Honey finally decided to spend her night hanging out in a low key type of lounge. The place was a hole in the wall type of joint, but Honey didn’t mind. Tonight she didn’t really feel like being in the spotlight so the lounge was perfect. She just hated the fact that now she could never go anywhere without a team of security guards.

  “You sure this where you wanna hang out tonight?” Truck asked as he pulled the Escalade alongside the curb.

  “Yeah. I don’t really feel like being in the spotlight tonight, you know?”

  “I can dig it,” was all Truck said.

  Out of all her security guards, Honey liked Truck the most. He was a cool guy and he went above and beyond to protect her and keep her safe.

  Truck led the way inside the lounge making sure things were safe. The place looked way better on the inside than it did on the outside.

  Truck went to speak to one of the promoters about a VIP section when Honey tapped him on the shoulder and dismissed that idea.

  “That won’t be necessary. The bar will be fine,” Honey said and then headed for the bar. Tonight she didn’t want to be treated like a celebrity. Tonight she wanted to be treated like a regular normal person.

  Honey took a seat on the barstool and ordered a bottle of champagne. The place wasn’t empty, but it wasn’t packed either. The bartender handed Honey a bottle along with a wine glass.

  “Nah I’m good. You can keep the glass,” Honey said and turned the bottle up to her lips and began to guzzle straight from the bottle on some ratchet shit. She knew if Cam was there, she wouldn’t have had been doing that, but at the moment she could care less about Cam. She loved Cam to death, but he was really starting to get on her nerves.

  It took about only five minutes before a fan recognized Honey and began crying and screaming drawing attention over towards the bar area. Thirty minutes later, the lounge was packed to its capacity with people yelling and screaming to take a picture and get an autograph from Honey.

  At first Truck suggested that they be escorted out the back door, but Honey refused. She hated being a celebrity, but at the end of the day she loved all of her fans so instead of enjoying her night, she decided to take pictures with each and every fan and sign as many autographs as she could. What started out as going out just to get away from the house for a minute, turned into a major event.

  “It’s was nice meeting you,” Honey said to a lovely couple. Just as she was getting ready to leave, a woman with a nice shape and a head full of blonde weave approached her. “How you doing? You lucky, you caught me. I was just about to leave,” Honey smiled. “What can I do for you today, a picture, an autograph, or both?”

  “What you can do is stay the fuck away from my man,” Blondie said in a matter of fact tone. She didn’t like Honey because she was her biggest competition, so her plan was to try and cause a rift between her and Cam.

  “I’m sorry, what was that?” Honey asked just to be sure she wasn’t hearing things.

  “You heard me hoe,” Blondie snapped. “I know you and my man work together and all that, but keep it strictly business bitch or else I’mma come see you and that’s word to everything I love.”

  Honey let out a slight laugh. “You popcorn hoes kill me,” she shook her head. “First of all there’s no way that Cam would ever take a bitch like you serious, that’s number one and number two, why would he want that when he got all of this at home?” Honey asked striking a pose.

  Blondie got ready to come back and say some fly shit, but before she got a chance, Honey took a swig from her bottle and spit a mouthful of champagne in Blondie’s face and then followed up with a quick right hook. Before Blondie got a chance to react, Truck quickly stepped in and shoved Blondie down to the floor.

  Honey was then quickly escorted out the back exit of the club and rushed into the backseat of the Escalade.

  Before the Escalade pulled off, Blondie came flying out the back door and began to beat and bang on the back window until finally Truck pulled off.

  “Who the fuck was that crazy bitch?” Truck asked peeking at Honey through the rearview mirror.

  “Some nobody,” Honey brushed it off, but on the inside she was furious and she couldn’t wait to get home so she could confront Cam. She was sick and tired of him and his bullshit. It seemed like once Honey got rid of one chick, two more would pop up to take that one’s place and honestly it was beginning to be too much.

  When the Escalade pulled up to the mansion, Honey immediately spotted an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. “Who car is that?”

  “I don’t know,” Truck replied as he pulled up right behind the car and let the engine die.

  Chapter 10

  NEW MOUTH

  Cam sat on the couch watching the head of some light skin chick he’d just met a few weeks ago bob up and down between his legs. The woman skillfully licked up and down the shaft of Cam’s dick making sure not to miss a spot. Her tongue slowly made its way back up to the head. She looked up at Cam for a second and then spit on his dick, the whole time never taking her eyes off of him. “You like that don’t you?”

  Cam was about to say some slick, nasty, porn star type of shit back to the chick until he heard the sound of the front door opening and then slamming shut. “Oh shit!” He quickly pushed the woman’s head from in between his legs and began fixing his pants as the sound of Honey’s heels stabbing the floor grew louder and louder.

  Honey came around the corner and saw Cam and some woman sitting on the couch with suspicious looks on their faces. “What’s up?” she asked Cam, but her eyes were stuck on the chick that sat next to him.

  “Oh hey baby wassup?” Cam stuttered. “What you doing here? I thought you were going out?”

  “Who is this bitch and what the fuck is she doing in our house?” Honey asked ignoring Cam’s question.

  “Listen,” Cam said trying to buy himself a little time so he could come up with a lie that was believable. “You told me we needed a maid so I was trying to surprise you, but...”

  “Nigga please!” Honey snapped as she smoothly slipped out of her four inch heels and removed her earrings from her ear. “What the fuck is this bitch doing in my house!?” she said to Cam and then lunged toward the woman who sat on the couch with a cute little smirk on her face. Before Cam got a chance to hold Honey back, the girl who sat next to him on the couch was already on the floor getting pounded on.

  “Yo chill… You wilding right now!” Cam barked as he roughly removed Honey from up off of the girl. “Chill the fuck out before you get sued behind this shit!”

  “I don’t give a fuck about that!” Honey yelled as she pushed off of Cam and ran to the kitchen and grabbed a sharp knife and pointed it at Cam.

  “Yo, put that knife down and stop acting stupid before somebody gets hurt,” Cam said with a straight face, but on the inside he was nervous.

  “No fuck that!” Honey countered as she ran after the girl and chased her all throughout the house with the knife until finally Truck and Cam tackled her down to the floor and removed the knife from her hands.

  “I got her. Go get shorty out the crib,” Cam said holding Honey down while Truck went and escorted Cam’s lady friend off the premises.

  Once Truck and the woman were gone, Cam let Honey up off the floor. “Yo, you gotta chill. You be bugging...” Before Cam could even finish his sentence, Honey had stole on him. The punch caught Cam off guard and before he knew it, his shirt was ripped and Honey was swinging wildly throwing punches from all angles. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” Cam yelled when he finally was able to restrain Honey.

  “The girl with the Blonde hair!” Honey screamed. “You fucked her, didn’t you? Didn’t you?”

  “Blonde hair...girl...like what is you talking about?” Cam asked faking ignorance. “I’m
not fucking nobody but you,” he lied. “Where’s all this crazy shit coming from?”

  “The girl told me that you and her are fucking!”

  “What girl?”

  “The girl with the blonde hair!” Honey said taking one last swing at Cam, but this time his reflexes were on point and he easily blocked the blow.

  “You bugging right now. You need to chill.”

  “Fuck you Cam!” Honey spat. “I’m not bugging! You bugging! You gonna miss me when I’m gone!”

  “You right,” Cam said in a sarcastic manner. Every woman he had been with all told him the same thing and every time it was the farthest from the truth.

  “You don’t like it when I’m nice. You like to make me act like a damn fool, don’t you?” Honey barked as she walked up on Cam.

  “Chill,” Cam said as he quickly grabbed Honey’s wrist so she couldn’t hit him. He knew he was dead wrong, but for some reason he just never could admit when he was in the wrong.

  “You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone,” Honey sobbed as she went upstairs to the bedroom leaving Cam standing there looking stupid.

  * * *

  Cam sat over in the bar area with Truck as the two men sipped on some Vodka and orange juice. Things in Cam’s life were really out of control and the sad thing was, he knew how to stop it, he just chose not to. In Cam’s mind he didn’t see the harm in a having “a few” women. He was raised on the motto, more is always better.

  “So what you going to do about this situation?” Truck asked as he leaned back comfortably in his chair.

  “I don’t know,” Cam shook his head. “It just seems like everything has been fucking up lately.” He paused to take a sip from his drink. “It’s like no matter what I do, somebody is gonna end up mad or getting hurt.”

  “You can’t play with a woman’s heart,” Truck told him. “I’ve seen a lot of brothers fuck themselves in the end by trying to have their cake and eat it too,” Truck pointed out. “The ending is always ugly.”