Chapter Four

Izaiah spent the whole night tossing and turning in his bed, he couldn't sleep. His mind kept wondering off to his wife. He desperately needed to know where she was and if she was okay. He made a mental note in his head to give Dex a call since it's been about three days since their last conversation. He removed the covers from his body, standing to his feet. The sun beamed through the blinds that were slightly open in his huge master bedroom. He entered the bathroom, making sure to handle his business.

After he got all of that out the way he gave himself a one over in the mirror of the white marble medicine cabinet. He looked like he hasn't slept in days, which he hasn't. Now wasn't the time for sleep, especially knowing what he now knew. He left the bathroom heading for the huge walk-in closet. One side contained all his clothes and sneakers. It was like his own personal clothing store. The other side contained all of London's belongings, there was no way he could find the strength to get rid of her things. He let his fingers brush past her clothes on the hangers. He let out a deep sigh before dropping his body to the floor. His mind was clouded with all these thoughts, he knew he was due for another therapy session but right now everything was just on hold for him.

Izaiah made a promise to himself and his family that he was done with the lifestyle, but to know that Chad actually crossed him once again had him ready to put a bullet between his eyes. His cellphone rang out from the bedroom catching his attention. He quickly rushed to get it as he glimpsed down at the caller ID.

“Yo." His raspy voice spoke into the phone. “We coming to Cali." Jigs voice said from the other end. "Pussy nigga want war, so he got it." He scrunched up his face, highly confused. “Fuck you talking about nigga?" Izaiah questioned frowning his eyebrow as he took a seat at the edge of his California king bed.

"I'm not bouta' say too much ova' the phone. Just kno', it's gon' be some shit." He stated, commotion coming from his background could be heard. “A'ight then.” Izaiah said ending the phone call. Throwing his iPhone across the room, he groaned.

"Fuck!" He mumbled keeping his voice down. He was so in love with London that he had slacked on the slightest things. He was well aware about the streets and the dark paths you were bound to go down, but his wife took his mind from it all. Not even weed could help calm him right now, this situation was bigger than anyone could imagine.

Chad succeeded at driving Izaiah insane, having him and all her other loved ones thinking she's truly dead. A bullet wasn't even worth Chad's life. Izaiah wanted to take that nigga's breath with his bare hands. He thought Tiffany was psycho, Chad was a new level. He knew only one thing and one person could possibly take the stress from his body, at least for now. Picking up his phone from the ground, he sent the person a text.

To: Diamond

Yo, cum thru. (Sent at 8:16am)

It didn't take long for her to read the message and assure him that she was on her way. After, he proceeded to check on Ava, who usually slept until eleven on weekends. She was still fast asleep in her princess bed as ice slept at the foot of her bed. He never seen a dog so attached. He couldn't help but to smile at the sight of his daughter sleeping so peaceful with her wild hair all over the place, as usual. He closed Ava's room door after feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, making sure to leave it cracked. It was a text from Diamond, letting him know she was out front. As he approached the front door, he could see her reflection through the glass.

"Morning.” She greeted him leaning her body on the door frame. “Sup." He nodded, letting her enter the house. Diamond was too familiar with the routine. She quietly made her way up the stairs, trying her best not to have her eight inch heels clack. They entered the master bedroom, locking the door behind them. Izaiah claimed his seat on the small beige sofa that sat on one end of the room. She dropped her trench coat to the floor, leaving her in nothing but black lingerie and heels.

Izaiah swiftly pulled her body down by the neck, causing her to lick on her plump lips. She straddled his lap while sucking on his neck, leaving no marks of course. She knew better. “What can I do for you?" She questioned as her seductive voice vibrated on his neck. “Do what you do best, show me what that mouf do." He spoke, pulling her perky boobs from being covered. Izaiah never had sex with Diamond, in fact she was just a stripper that extended her services outside of Skin Gentlemen's Club. She wasted no time pulling his Burberry shorts, along with his grey boxers down. Diamond caressed his manhood slowly, causing him to tilt his head back.

It was just the pleasure for him, wanting to get his load off. Her lips kissed the tip, teasing him a bit. She took all nine inches of him into her mouth, being a pro at what she did. She sucked up and down making him let out groans. She slurped, making sure to give his balls just as much attention. He fondled with her right nipple, rubbing it in a circular motion.

“Suck that shit." His bedroom voice spoke causing her to look up at him with those lusty eyes of hers.

In the mist of her deep throating the entire thing, he saw London standing in the doorway. His eyes bucked as he sat up. He blinked serval times, seeing that he was just seeing things. But real or not, it didn't feel right anymore.

"Get up." He spoke looking down at Diamond who was still doing her thing with the dick. “Why? What's wrong?" She questioned, wiping the corners of her mouth. He never asked her to stop before and she was confused. “You gotta go." He told her placing his friend back into his garments. “Really?" Diamond rolled her eyes, placing the brown trench coat back on her body. "This was a waste." She fussed looking over at him. He did nothing but give her a one over. With that, Diamond didn't need to take another hint, she gladly left his home and went about her business. He liked the fact that Diamond didn't trip on shit, it was always 'fuck it' with her and he didn't mind that at all. I mean, she was just there to relieve him of his sexual tension.

But you still cheated.