After pulling Brandon off Princess and letting them both get dressed, they sit on the couch while I glare at each one of them like they're children who've been bad at school. Wiping my hand down my face, I look back at Milani and she motions for me to come into the corner with her.

"Don't fucking move." I tell Brandon and Princess before walking away.

She holds my face in her small hands and I relax almost instantly. "You need to calm down, baby. I know you're upset, but neither one of us need this drama right now. We're just starting to be happy. Don't let anyone or anything make you revert back to your old ways. Let that situation with Nolan be your last time putting your hands on somebody. You've got enough shit going on in your life. Let this go."

"Milani, how could I possibly let this go? We just caught my best friend balls deep in my baby mama." I say, watching as Milani's facial expression changes as she lets go of my face. It takes me a minute, but I finally realize my mistake. "Babygirl, I didn't mean it like that. You're my real baby mama and I don't even know if Princess was my baby mama or not. I just said it out of habit. Please don't be upset. Just tell me what I can do to make it better."

"Let....it....go." She says and I nod, walking back over to Brandon and Princess.

"I have no idea why you two chose to fuck each other on MY couch in MY house, but I'm going to let it go after I get some fucking answers." I say with my arms folded. "Princess, was Niyah my child or was she Angela's husband's child?"

Princess looks around the room and blinks repeatedly, avoiding eye contact with me. Walking in front of her, I grab her face and force her to look into my eyes. "Answer me, NOW! Was she mine!?"

"N-no. She wasn't yours." She says and I bow my head, feeling relief. I always felt so bad about being a terrible father to Niyah, but I wasn't even her father. Maybe now I can let go of the self hatred that came from those beliefs.

Princess opens her mouth to explain herself, but I stop her because I don't even care to hear the story. All I want is peace and hearing the story won't bring me that.

"Princess, spare me the details. I don't care. It's in the past so leave it there. All we need to be focusing on is getting you the fuck out of my house. You still look and smell terrible. If you're going to be living here, you need a makeover. I know you're an addict, but you ain't gotta be a dirty addict. You gone get off them drugs, you gone get your shit together, and you gone get outta here. You understand me?"

Princess nods then lets her head hang down, clearly embarrassed.

"Milani, baby, if you don't mind can you please help her get cleaned up? She'll never find a job looking like that. If you're not comfortable doing it, I'll handle it and you can go upstairs to rest."

"I got it. Remember what I told you." She says, indicating that I needed to let it go. I guess she realizes that I'm trying to get a minute alone with Brandon.

After Milani walks out of the room with Princess, I just stare at Brandon and think about how I'm going to go about this. He's fucked up enough times to let me know exactly how he's going to act. It's the same thing every time. He fucks up, begs for my forgiveness, will do anything to make things right with me because he doesn't want to be abandoned. Losing his father to the system really gave him some issues about people leaving his life. Thinking hardly, an idea finally pops up into my head. I realize how I can fix my problem with Princess, that sneaky lawyer bitch, and the blackmailer.

"D, I-I....I don't know what came over me. She just kept coming on to me while you were gone. No matter what I did to stop her, she'd just try again. Eventually, I had a moment of weakness and I fucked her. I know I disrespected your house and I'm sorry. I fucked up. I know you wanna cut me off, but I hope you don't. You're my brother, man. You've never done wrong by me. It's always me doing wrong by you." He says rubbing his hands together.

"It's all good. You can make it up to me."

"You forreal, nigga? I don't know what happened to you when you went to get Milani back, but you've changed. Like you ain't even mad at me?"

"Brandon, we gone be good. All you gotta do is throw your life away." I say, nonchalantly.

Standing up quickly, Brandon puts his hands behind his head. "I knew it was gone be some shit!! What the fuck you mean throw my life away? What you want me to do?"

"Look man, Ima just be real with you. I know Milani called and told you I got arrested in Vegas, but she didn't know I made a deal with a lawyer until after the fact. I already agreed to testify against you in court because there's an open investigation out on you for selling drugs. They have pictures of you at night picking up drugs. They even got pictures of you selling weed, coke, and pills at different times on different days. Before you get pissed off at me for testifying, I made the deal to save my own ass. The lawyer was a real sneaky bitch and she forced me to confess to what I did to Nolan. She said either I help her or she gets me put in prison for attempted murder. I ain't missing my son's life for nobody so it is what it is. You've did some fucked up shit to me so I was returning the favor."

Standing up, I brace myself for Brandon to swing on me, but he doesn't. He just sits back down on the couch and rests his head in his hands.

"I understand why you did it. I'd do the same thing if I had a kid and yeah, I have did the most fucked up shit to you so I owe you this. Hell, I owe you my life. When I was broke and starving, you took care of me. You could've put any other nigga on top with you and you picked me. You've been real with me since the beginning and all I did was fuck you over. Even without your testimony, I'm sure I would've gotten caught. Being in them streets constantly gets tiring and I got sloppy. That's on me. I did the crime so ima do my time and come back better than ever."

"That's the thing though, B. When you do what I need you to do, you'll be giving me a chance at being a good man and father, my son the chance to have a loving, two parent household, Milani the chance to be loved and cherished like she should be. If you don't do it for nobody else, do it for Milani."

Thinking for a minute, Brandon finally starts speaking, "I'll do it for Milani. What do you need me to do? Turn myself in?"

I shake my head side to side. "Nah, I need you to confess to what me, you, Chanel, and Milani did. That way the black mailer can't go public because you will have already taken the fall for it. This also means that I won't have to help Princess anymore. I can still stay out of prison by fulfilling my deal with that lawyer. When she contacts me, I'll just tell her that if she gives me the tapes of my recorded confession, I'll make it worth her wild. I'll feed her a story about you telling me that you killed Tony. She'll eat that up and when she does, I'll tell her that me, Milani, and Chanel will testify against you."

"FUCK MAN!!!!" Brandon yells loudly, making Milani come running into the room.

"What the hell is going on in here?" She asks, looking at the two of us.

"She doesn't know?" Brandon asks and I buck my eyes.

Milani folds her arms as she walks over to me and stands directly in front of me. "Tell me what is going on right now!"

Sitting her down in my lap, I explain to her what I want Brandon to do and she freaks out; screaming and crying like a baby. I knew she'd react like this. That's why I wanted to keep her out of it.

"No! Brandon you're not doing that! Tony, Jarell, and Holloway got what they deserved and we all did that together. You're not taking the fall for it. I won't testify against you and I'm sure Chanel won't neither. What we need to do is focus on figuring out who is blackmailing Drummer and put a stop to it. I don't care how it's done, but it needs to be done. As for Drummer testifying, have a lawyer that you trust coach you on how not to give any real information on Brandon. That way you won't get him in any more trouble than he already is. Everything will be cool then. How does that sound to you guys?"

The two of us remain quiet until Milani claps her hands. "HELLO! I said how does that sound?" She asks again.

"Good." Brandon and I say in unison.

Milani nods then gives Brandon a hug, telling him to go home and to not do anything stupid like listen to me. Once he leaves, Princess fixes herself something to eat while Milani and I walk upstairs to unpack our bags.

"You know you're fucking up my plan, Milani? I had it all figured out. My plan was perfect."

"No, you didn't. The plan was fucked up and you know it! I know you're mad, but you can't manipulate Brandon's mind like that. You know he'll do anything to make things right with you so you convinced him that throwing away his life was the only way he could fix it. You were wrong for that. I'm saving everyone's lives with my plan. We also need to invite Chanel over and explain all this. We can't leave her out of the loop."

After the last bag is unpacked, I sit down on the bed and grab Milani when she walks by me, pulling her between my opened legs. She rests her forehead on mine then I kiss her lips, rubbing my hands down her body.

"Everything will be fine. All we have to do is figure out who is black mailing you and it'll all go away." She says in my ear.

"I know. I'm tired of being on edge, looking over my shoulder, and having a fucking crackhead in my house."

Milani climbs into my lap and I hold her butt, making sure she's comfortable. She's so much heavier now. My baby putting that weight on her.

"Don't call her a crackhead. I really think she wants to do better. When I was helping her get all cleaned up, she explained to me how she desperately wanted to get clean. She told me that she regretted lying to you, getting addicted to drugs, killing Niyah. I think we should help her even if you aren't blackmailed to do so."

"Shh, I don't want to talk about her. All I want to talk about is you." I say as I pick her up and lay her down on the bed.

I walk over and turn the main lights off then turn on the lamp. Stripping out of my clothes, I slowly crawl up to Milani and take her foot into my hand. I circle my tongue around her toes on her right food then do the same to her left. She moans softly as I gently put her feet back onto the bed and kiss up her legs, making sure to roll up her dress as I move upward. Licking my lips, I smile at her yellow, lace panties and kiss her pussy through them before pulling them down, throwing them off the bed.

Hovering over her pussy, I let my breath fan against it, watching her wait in anticipation.

"Drummer, what are you doing? I can't see past my stomach. Is there like something wrong down there? If it is, I just can't shave corre...." she trails and I cut her off.

"It's perfect, baby. I'm just admiring. I missed you so much, but can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, anything."

"Can I make love to you? I don't wanna fuck tonight. I wanna take it slow and enjoy your body. It's been so long." I ask as I look up into her eyes and she nods her head while biting her lip.

Spreading her legs open, I run a finger down her slit and hole, sucking the juices off my finger then bury my tongue deep inside. I circle my tongue around her clit as I reach up and massage her nipples, making her moan. Running my hands down her body, I suck on her clit like a pacifier and slide two fingers into her tight hole; feeling her walls open up for me.

She grinds against my face as I curl my tongue around her clit and thrust my fingers into her, twisting them around inside her. She moans loudly as I pick my mouth up off her to talk, "Cum all over daddy's face."

Removing my fingers from inside her, I replace them with my tongue and use those fingers to massage her clit until she's shaking and screaming my name. Her wetness covers my tongue as she reaches her orgasm, squirting like a water fountain; wetting my beard.

Looking up, I see that she's still cumming and has covered her mouth because she's so loud, the pleasure hitting her hardly. Reaching up, I grab her hand and move it away from her mouth.

"N-no! Fuck!" She says as her legs shake, her pussy still squirting as she tries to close her legs to stop it. "Princess will h-hear us! SHITTTT! I can't stop squirting!"

"Fuck that, this yo house, baby. Let me hear you." I say as I put a pillow underneath her back then bury my face between her legs, eating her ass while fingering her pussy.

Milani screams loudly as I make her cum again, licking my lips as her juices drip down them. Making my way up next to her, I lay down beside her and start kissing her neck then sucking hardly; marking my territory. I take her left nipple into my mouth and massage the other with my hand, making my dick harder in the process.

Standing up, I stroke my dick as I look over Milani's body. "Play with that pussy." I say as I stroke faster and bite my lip when she does as she's told. "How you want it, baby?"

"Cowgirl." She says as I help her off the bed then take her spot, laying on my back.

"You sure you can do that, Milani? I don't want you to get on top and hurt yourself."

She looks into my eyes as I help her on top of me and moan when she lowers herself onto me. Her pussy wraps around my dick like a glove and I almost cum from contact. I bit my lip hardly when she starts to bounce slowly until I stop her.

"Nah, I got it. I told you, I got you. All you gotta do is enjoy it." I say before I hold her and thrust my hips into her. My thighs slap against hers as I pick up the pace, the two of us moaning loud as hell. Her juices run down my balls as I use one hand to hold her up and the other to grip her throat.

"Mmmm fuck!! I love this dick, baby. Shit! Don't stop! Make me cum all over that dick." She moans while rubbing her nipples.

My dick throbs inside her as I near my climax. Warm liquids run down my legs as Milani squirts on my dick, her walls tightening around me and making me lose my shit. We cum in unison, moaning, groaning, and enjoying the pleasure we're receiving.

After we catch our breath, I lift Milani off my dick and lay her onto the bed on her side, putting the pillow underneath her. Getting behind her, I lift her leg up with one hand and grip my dick with the other, sliding the tip into her sensitive hole.

"Shittttt, yes! Give me all of it, baby." She groans, rubbing her clit.

Deciding to tease her, I slide out of her and a trail of cum strings from her pussy to my dick. Biting my bottom lip, I slide the tip in again and quickly pull it out; making her moan and cry for me to stop playing with her. Smirking, I inch into her again until I'm balls deep inside then hiss as I let her leg down. I grab her neck as I slowly thrust in and out of her.

"Ahhh fuck. Nice and slow, baby. Nice and slow." I moan in her ear as I let her feel every inch of me then take it out. I slide into her again and this time give her short, fast strokes as I kiss down her neck and back.

"Mmmm, yessss. Just like that!!!" She tells me and I keep doing what I'm doing, picking up the pace.

I feel a heartbeat in her pussy, letting me know that she's almost there so I reach around and run her clit while I stroke her, making her cream all over my dick; screaming my name.

"That's right, baby. I told you daddy got you. Ride that shit out, love" I moan as I feel her reaching back to massage my balls. "You want me to make you cum again? Huh? Talk to me, bae."

"Y-yes! Make me c-cum again!" Milani moans as I stroke her harder than before. This time I give her long, deep stroke. Thrusting my hips side to side and hitting her g-spot causing her to gush all over the bed.

She moans loudly as her body shakes from the powerful squirting orgasm. I hold her in place as I release my load inside her, moaning her name into her ear as I hold her throat tightly. My thighs shake as I finish up and slowly pull my dick out of her. Pulling her back into me, I cover us with the comforter and cuddle her.

"I love you, Milani."

"I love you too, babe. Through thick and thin. No matter what."

"Through thick and thin, no matter what." I say, repeating her words before forgetting all of my problems then falling asleep quickly.