Cheaper to Keep Her (part 1) by Kiki Swinson presents Unique Page B
Authors: Kiki Swinson presents Unique
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the pages. I placed my hand over my lips.
There were names of clients . . . damn, there were definitely names. Names of the rich ones who wanted to buy babies on the black market. There were also money amounts next to the names.
“ What the fuck,” I gasped when I saw an amount as high as two million dollars scribbled in Duke’s handwriting next to the name Barkers. I dropped the book back into the drawer like it was a poisonous snake ready to fill me up with venom. Then I opened the big drawer on the bottom. I found a black lock box. The kind storeowners used to transport their cash to banks after a profitable night. I quickly found out the box was locked as well. I picked the keys up and immediately noticed the round safe key. I slowly and deliberately inserted the key into the lock box.
My eyes grew wide when I looked inside. There were about ten stacks of money bonded together with thick black rubber bands. Underneath the money were T-Bills—some as large as five thousand dollars. I couldn’t understand why Duke had money in that box. Then I noticed a folded up piece of paper. I unfolded it and read it.
Wine and Dine Cash. Lynise. Dana. Audrey. Amber. Lisette.
I threw the paper down, back into the box. My head was spinning. I immediately felt sick to my stomach. What the fuck he means wine and dine cash? Why the fuck are there so many bitches’ names on this fucking list! I was ready to explode. My mind was in overdrive. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. In a blind rage, I reached down into the box and grabbed two stacks of money. I took a stack of bills right out of the middle and set the money on the desk. They were all one hundred dollar bills.
“ Muthafucka!” I managed through my newly formed tears. I quickly locked the box back up and put it back into the drawer. I went through the drawers on the other side of the desk. In those I found paperwork related to Duke’s businesses, utility bills and his other homes. I took a bunch of stuff with me. I was going to keep everything, including the money. I had to find a safe place to keep everything. My investigative thinking cap was on now. I was starting to have a good fucking idea of why my so-called perfect man was disappearing so much. I understood the disappearing acts now. It was on.
I dried my tears. Got my composure—refocused.
Then I went and made myself of copy of all those fucking keys too.
Duke didn’t know who he was fucking with!
Cheaper to Keep Her Unique
Chapter 14-Faking Jacks
It was three days after my discovery of the money and list of chicks when Duke final ly made an appearance at the condo.
It was the middle of the night when I heard him punching in the alarm code. I bit into my bottom lip and tried my best to put on the I love you so much act. I could hear Duke shuffling around inside the closet. Then he went to the den. That shit made me squeeze the pillow, I was so angry. All I could think of was that he was adding more bitches’ names to his list.
Duke undressed and slid into bed. He cuddled behind me and started kissing my ears. I just moved a little bit. Usually, I just rolled over and welcomed him. Not tonight. Duke started licking my neck and letting his hands roam all over my body. I stiffened because my mind started wondering if he had been with another woman . . . any of those bitches I saw on his list. Duke touched my breasts and pinched my nipples. That shit made me feel kind of dirty. Then he pulled me onto my back.
“ Wassup with you, baby? You ain’t happy to see your man?” he said in a supposedly low sexy tone. His breath was hot and smelled of alcohol. A pang of jealousy shot through me. I wanted to ask him who the fuck he was out wining and dining with tonight. But I remained silent.
Duke proceeded to take what he wanted. Eventually he was able to get between my rigid, stiff legs. I pumped up and down, and didn’t even bother to fuck him back like I usually did. I know he noticed too, because he
There were names of clients . . . damn, there were definitely names. Names of the rich ones who wanted to buy babies on the black market. There were also money amounts next to the names.
“ What the fuck,” I gasped when I saw an amount as high as two million dollars scribbled in Duke’s handwriting next to the name Barkers. I dropped the book back into the drawer like it was a poisonous snake ready to fill me up with venom. Then I opened the big drawer on the bottom. I found a black lock box. The kind storeowners used to transport their cash to banks after a profitable night. I quickly found out the box was locked as well. I picked the keys up and immediately noticed the round safe key. I slowly and deliberately inserted the key into the lock box.
My eyes grew wide when I looked inside. There were about ten stacks of money bonded together with thick black rubber bands. Underneath the money were T-Bills—some as large as five thousand dollars. I couldn’t understand why Duke had money in that box. Then I noticed a folded up piece of paper. I unfolded it and read it.
Wine and Dine Cash. Lynise. Dana. Audrey. Amber. Lisette.
I threw the paper down, back into the box. My head was spinning. I immediately felt sick to my stomach. What the fuck he means wine and dine cash? Why the fuck are there so many bitches’ names on this fucking list! I was ready to explode. My mind was in overdrive. I didn’t know what the fuck to do. In a blind rage, I reached down into the box and grabbed two stacks of money. I took a stack of bills right out of the middle and set the money on the desk. They were all one hundred dollar bills.
“ Muthafucka!” I managed through my newly formed tears. I quickly locked the box back up and put it back into the drawer. I went through the drawers on the other side of the desk. In those I found paperwork related to Duke’s businesses, utility bills and his other homes. I took a bunch of stuff with me. I was going to keep everything, including the money. I had to find a safe place to keep everything. My investigative thinking cap was on now. I was starting to have a good fucking idea of why my so-called perfect man was disappearing so much. I understood the disappearing acts now. It was on.
I dried my tears. Got my composure—refocused.
Then I went and made myself of copy of all those fucking keys too.
Duke didn’t know who he was fucking with!
Cheaper to Keep Her Unique
Chapter 14-Faking Jacks
It was three days after my discovery of the money and list of chicks when Duke final ly made an appearance at the condo.
It was the middle of the night when I heard him punching in the alarm code. I bit into my bottom lip and tried my best to put on the I love you so much act. I could hear Duke shuffling around inside the closet. Then he went to the den. That shit made me squeeze the pillow, I was so angry. All I could think of was that he was adding more bitches’ names to his list.
Duke undressed and slid into bed. He cuddled behind me and started kissing my ears. I just moved a little bit. Usually, I just rolled over and welcomed him. Not tonight. Duke started licking my neck and letting his hands roam all over my body. I stiffened because my mind started wondering if he had been with another woman . . . any of those bitches I saw on his list. Duke touched my breasts and pinched my nipples. That shit made me feel kind of dirty. Then he pulled me onto my back.
“ Wassup with you, baby? You ain’t happy to see your man?” he said in a supposedly low sexy tone. His breath was hot and smelled of alcohol. A pang of jealousy shot through me. I wanted to ask him who the fuck he was out wining and dining with tonight. But I remained silent.
Duke proceeded to take what he wanted. Eventually he was able to get between my rigid, stiff legs. I pumped up and down, and didn’t even bother to fuck him back like I usually did. I know he noticed too, because he
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