dead after kidnapping me too and making
my husband believe I left him to be with Nico. Is that
the conversation you want me to have with that crazy bat
because if so I'll pass."
"I'm not excusing Maya's actions but a lot of what she
did was because she was being manipulated by Mike."
"Is that the line she's running with. . .let me blame it
on my dead brother who can't defend himself. Mike was
no saint and if I hadn't witnessed the mayhem first hand
I might even fall for that bullshit Maya is feeding you. But
see I was there, and I know who the ringleader was and it
wasn't Mike, it was Maya."
"Precious, I know those are the facts as you see them
and I'm not going to try and change your mind."
"Wise decision."
"But both of you are my daughters and I missed out
on being a part of your lives. I feel a lot of responsibility in
how Maya turned out, because unlike you I did know she
was my daughter and I should've played an active role in
her life. Maybe if I had, she wouldn't be in the predicament
she is in now"
"Wow, that scheming ass heffa has really done a
number on you," Precious said, shaking her head.
"Precious, please, just listen."
"I'm listening," Precious said, as she simultaneously
rolled her eyes and turned her head away.
"You won't understand the burden I'm carrying until
you watch your own daughter grow up and deal with her
issues.
"Are you comparing Aaliyah to Maya?"
"No, what I'm saying is, as a parent you feel responsible, whether good or bad, for the impact your child makes
in their life. Maya has clearly made a very bad impact and
as her father I feel a great deal of responsibility. We both
pray that you never have to deal with major hardships with
Aaliyah, but as a parent you never know what you'll endure.
The only thing that's for certain is that you'll never give up
on your child so I have to be there for Maya."
"Yeah, maybe so but I don't. She's your daughter, not
mine.
"But you're my daughter and I'm asking as your father, to please go visit Maya in jail. Just have one conversation with your sister."
"Is it really that important to you?"
"Yes, it is. I don't believe either one of you will truly
be able to move forward in your life if you don't do this."
"Quentin, you have to promise me that if I do what
you ask, and go see Maya you will never ask me to do it
again. This will be the one and only time."
"I promise but I ask you go see her with an open
mind and open heart. After you all talk if you still have no
desire to start fresh and begin building a relationship with
your sister I won't pressure you to do so."
"Fine, I'll go see Maya. But remember the promise
you made me because after I see her, I'm done."
For the next week, Arnez spent all his time wining, dining
and fucking Veronica. With the constant pipe he was laying,
she had become completely dick whipped. Then for an
added bonus Arnez showered her with pricey gifts, which
made Veronica believe she had found the perfect man. She
wasn't comprehending it was all a set up in order for him
to get complete control over her mind, which she seemed
more than willing to let happen.
"You're the kind of man I've been waiting for my
entire life," Veronica revealed as she laid up with Arnez
on a dreary Saturday afternoon. With the sound of the
rain pouring down and the warmth of Arnez's strong arms
wrapped around her naked body, it gave Veronica the false
impression that they were a legitimate couple. She basked
in the phony romantic aura Arnez had tossed on her.
"And you're the type of woman I've always dreamed
of making my wife." Veronica's ears perked up and both
eyebrows rose. That was the last thing she expected for Arnez to say. She had dallied with her fair share of street
dudes and none of them had ever mentioned making her
their wife, even the relationships that lasted for an extended
period of time. She always assumed that none of them
wanted to get tied down to a career
my husband believe I left him to be with Nico. Is that
the conversation you want me to have with that crazy bat
because if so I'll pass."
"I'm not excusing Maya's actions but a lot of what she
did was because she was being manipulated by Mike."
"Is that the line she's running with. . .let me blame it
on my dead brother who can't defend himself. Mike was
no saint and if I hadn't witnessed the mayhem first hand
I might even fall for that bullshit Maya is feeding you. But
see I was there, and I know who the ringleader was and it
wasn't Mike, it was Maya."
"Precious, I know those are the facts as you see them
and I'm not going to try and change your mind."
"Wise decision."
"But both of you are my daughters and I missed out
on being a part of your lives. I feel a lot of responsibility in
how Maya turned out, because unlike you I did know she
was my daughter and I should've played an active role in
her life. Maybe if I had, she wouldn't be in the predicament
she is in now"
"Wow, that scheming ass heffa has really done a
number on you," Precious said, shaking her head.
"Precious, please, just listen."
"I'm listening," Precious said, as she simultaneously
rolled her eyes and turned her head away.
"You won't understand the burden I'm carrying until
you watch your own daughter grow up and deal with her
issues.
"Are you comparing Aaliyah to Maya?"
"No, what I'm saying is, as a parent you feel responsible, whether good or bad, for the impact your child makes
in their life. Maya has clearly made a very bad impact and
as her father I feel a great deal of responsibility. We both
pray that you never have to deal with major hardships with
Aaliyah, but as a parent you never know what you'll endure.
The only thing that's for certain is that you'll never give up
on your child so I have to be there for Maya."
"Yeah, maybe so but I don't. She's your daughter, not
mine.
"But you're my daughter and I'm asking as your father, to please go visit Maya in jail. Just have one conversation with your sister."
"Is it really that important to you?"
"Yes, it is. I don't believe either one of you will truly
be able to move forward in your life if you don't do this."
"Quentin, you have to promise me that if I do what
you ask, and go see Maya you will never ask me to do it
again. This will be the one and only time."
"I promise but I ask you go see her with an open
mind and open heart. After you all talk if you still have no
desire to start fresh and begin building a relationship with
your sister I won't pressure you to do so."
"Fine, I'll go see Maya. But remember the promise
you made me because after I see her, I'm done."
For the next week, Arnez spent all his time wining, dining
and fucking Veronica. With the constant pipe he was laying,
she had become completely dick whipped. Then for an
added bonus Arnez showered her with pricey gifts, which
made Veronica believe she had found the perfect man. She
wasn't comprehending it was all a set up in order for him
to get complete control over her mind, which she seemed
more than willing to let happen.
"You're the kind of man I've been waiting for my
entire life," Veronica revealed as she laid up with Arnez
on a dreary Saturday afternoon. With the sound of the
rain pouring down and the warmth of Arnez's strong arms
wrapped around her naked body, it gave Veronica the false
impression that they were a legitimate couple. She basked
in the phony romantic aura Arnez had tossed on her.
"And you're the type of woman I've always dreamed
of making my wife." Veronica's ears perked up and both
eyebrows rose. That was the last thing she expected for Arnez to say. She had dallied with her fair share of street
dudes and none of them had ever mentioned making her
their wife, even the relationships that lasted for an extended
period of time. She always assumed that none of them
wanted to get tied down to a career
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