𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚂 𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚁

𝟾:𝟶𝟶 𝙿𝙼

Priest gripped Cherish's hips as she rode his dick while throwing her head back. He was definitely in heaven. Her pussy was so wet, it was dripping something serious. Head over heels was nothing compared to what he feels for her. He loves everything about Cherish to the point he imagined what the future holds for them only months into the relationship. Marriage. Kids. All that good shit.

"Mmm!" She moaned while he grunted. Her breasts bounced up and down while he leaned his head up a little. He ran his tongue around one of her nipples while pinching the other one, causing her to slow down a bit. She clenched her walls around his length as her juices dripped down it and onto his thighs. You could hear the sound effects of how wet she is.

"Stop doin' that. You bout to make me shoot yo shit up again." He grunted.

"Sounds like you can't handle this pussy no more." She bit her lip.

"Got me fuck up." He licked his lips before lifting up a little and slamming into her. "Damn girl. This pussy lethal."

"You feel so good, daddy." She closed her eyes, feeling his length damn near in her stomach as he beat it up from the bottom. She clenched her muscles again while twerking a little.

"Nah, this pussy feel so good."

"Fuckkkk! I'm about to cuuuummmm!" She moaned out.

"That's right, baby. Cum on this dick." He slapped her hard on the ass as her body shook. He sucked on her neck as she came all over his dick. He soon released his seeds inside her.

"You bet not ever give my pussy away, or I'm murdering you and whatever nigga think he gone slide up in that." He grabbed her neck while pecking her lips as she giggled. "I'm serious, Cherish. This pussy belongs to me and only me."

"I know you are, that's why I'm laughing. You know this is all yours. I wouldn't have said yes to your proposal if I thought about being with someone else. Just like your dick is all mine."

"You already know it is." He licked his lips.

"I haven't had to turn up on any hoe and it better stay that way."

"You ain't never gotta worry about me cheating on you or entertaining a motherfucker. On everything I love, I wouldn't risk losing my wife for a hoe." He spoke truthfully.

"I'm not your wife yet." She smiled.

"You been wifey. It's just time to make it official."

"I can't believe I'm marrying your crazy ass." She finally eased off his pole before standing up with shaky legs. He slapped her ass as it jiggled in his hand, making him bite his lip.

"That shit like a tidal wave."

Cherish was slim, but had a lil booty that fitted her body perfectly. It always made her laugh when he said things like that. Let Priest tell it, her lil booty got some jiggle to it.

She busted out laughing before attempting to walk away. "You so stupid and stop touching on me. My fiancé going to get jealous."

He pulled her back towards the bed. "Yeah aight, like I said I'm killing niggas over you."

"I can't wait to become your wife."

"I can't wait to marry your beautiful ass. I'm not gone lie, I'm ready to be yo husband already even though we young as fuck. I'm also ready to find out what we're having." He rubbed her stomach. She was only three months so far, but he often rubbed her stomach.

"I got a feeling it'll be a girl. You're definitely going to be a girl dad."

"Nah, Imma need me a son first then we could have a daughter." He chuckled.

"We'll see." She playfully rolled her eyes.

"Let's bet something. If it's a boy I get to do whatever to you sexually, and you can't tap out." He licked his lips.

She bit her lip. "If it's a girl?"

"Then I get to do whatever I want to you sexually without you tapping out. Win win." He smirked.

"Type of bet is that? Your third leg is way too big for you to be saying not tapping out knowing that I will." She laughed.

"You gone take this dick like you always do."

"I can't stand you." She playfully rolled her eyes.

"Heard you." He said as she tried to walk away again, but he pulled her back. "I love you, mama."

"I love you too, Priest." She leaned down and pressed her lips to his.

When Cherish was 6 years old, she lost her parents in two different ways on the same day. Then her older brother was killed by the police when she was 15. Life didn't really make any type of sense to her either times. She never understood why she was hit with so much loss and pain. Her parents whom she loved with all her heart, then her brother who was her protector; her everything. That was too much pain to bear. She found it hard to trust and let people in after that. Everyone she loves eventually leaves, and at times she feels like Priest would follow suit; leaving her once again heart broken. That's why she wanted him to change his lifestyle.

Priest; but known in the streets as Soul. He hates his first name. He rather he had a different name than Priest. Cherish loves it for some reason, so aside from his parents, she's the only one who calls him Priest.

Priest's life was a struggle from jump. Parents barely making ends meet, which is why he dived into the streets. Started out selling weed at the age of 13 until he quickly made his way up the food chain with selling coke. Now, he was the boss. A young street King. He was making sure to clean his money in the process so that he could open up some legit businesses. He couldn't have Cherish feeling another loss due to his choices. Plus, he didn't plan on being in the streets forever just until he reached his money goal which he was close to reaching. His family and his fiancée were well taken care of, they're expecting their first baby and life is good. He had no complaints.

Priest is handsome as hell, has money, and is a boss on so many levels. That's all any female saw when it came to him, but Cherish saw beyond that which is what attracted him to her even more. There was something special about Cherish from the moment he laid eyes on her. They've been together ever since Cherish was 18 and Priest was 20. He'd be damned if he jeopardized what they have for something temporary.

She's only 20 while Priest is 22. They were too young to be thinking about marriage, but she loves him as much as he loves her and didn't see the point in waiting. They weren't getting married until next year, though. He knew exactly what he had at home, and he'll be damned if he ever lost Cherish. She, herself, is a young boss. Together, they were a young power couple that's making moves.

"I need a shower." She pulled away from the kiss as he cupped her sex causing her to moan.

"Still wet as fuck for me." He smirked. "I'll meet you in there."

While Cherish was peeing before she starts the shower, Priest was deleting texts from females that's been texting while he was tearing his fiancée's guts up. Shaking his head at them sending their coochies through a text. Videos of them playing with it with their fingers or toys, among other things. He didn't know how the hell they kept getting his number. He always deleted the texts, then blocked them, only to have a few more numbers popping up. It wasn't to hide anything from Cherish. He just didn't want her to get the wrong idea. At first, he'd show her, and they'd laugh about it, but at some point he didn't want her thinking that he was passing his number out, especially when it's different females almost daily.

Cherish used to be very insecure about her looks. She was teased and bullied for being dark. Along with her facial features. It took her a minute to truly believe that she's beautiful. When Priest met her all he could do was stare, she was beyond beautiful and anyone who said otherwise was a hating bitch. Her facial features was everything. He had no problem reassuring her that despite the flaws she has, she's perfect to him.

After having sex in the shower, they finally showered like they had intended to in the first place. Once they got out, he ordered them some food since both were worn out to cook themselves.

"I can't wait to meet you, so I can plant another baby in your stubborn mama." Priest started talking to her stomach. "If you a girl, then you gone be so spoiled. We can have all the tea parties you want, and your mama can't come. Just you and me, princess. And if you a boy, then it's on, son. You gone know how to treat a woman because you wouldn't want anyone treating your moms badly."

She couldn't deny that warmed her entire heart. He's so happy about becoming a father. She was scared to tell him when she found out, thinking that was something he wouldn't want so soon. Despite her only being three months, he felt like he already had a bond with the growing fetus. She knew whether it's a boy or girl; he was going to spoil him or her regardless.

"Boy moveeeee." She rolled her eyes. "I don't want to come to y'all tea party, anyway. Plus, the baby can't hear you. I don't know who you're planting another baby in because I'm not having anymore after this one."

"Nah baby, you gotta give me at least 5." He said seriously.

"5?! Who? Not me." She shook her head. "Slow down and let this one get here first." She chuckled.

"You heard what I said." He kissed her stomach.

"You're so happy about becoming a father." She rubbed the back of his head since he was laying between her legs.

"I'm happy as hell to be having a baby with you. I told you the second time I talked to your beautiful ass which was at my party that you were going to be mine. You were acting all hard to get." He licked his lips.

"I was hard to get. You were the only guy who was able to get my number. Even then, I didn't give it to you. Marcus did. I thought that shit was hella corny talking about you know you gone be mine right? You were so damn fine and cocky. Still is. You didn't even know me. I laughed right in your face." She smiled at the memory. "But... you wouldn't give up after your party until I agreed to let you take me out. I like that there was more to you than you showed people."

"You the only one that get this side of me." He looked up. She leaned down and pecked his lips a few times.

"I love when you mean to everybody else, but soft just for me." She smiled.

"You know the vibes. What you think we should name the baby?"

"I haven't thought of any names. It's still early, Priest. There's time for that." She chuckled.

"Well, I did." He shrugged as she looked at him. "If it's a girl, we should name her Malaysia Honour. And if it's a boy, maybe Kartier Armani or Sir Armani. I don't want him a Jr. because I want him to have his own identity in terms of a different name."

"Malaysia Honour Blackmon. Sir Armani Blackmon. Those are some good names. I actually love them. You really are going to be a great father. There's not a doubt in my mind."

"And you're going to be the best mom a kid can ask for."

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A few days later, Cherish was coming from looking at a vacant building that would be perfect for her clothing store. Priest offered to find her one, but this was something she wanted to do on her own. He couldn't help but respect it. She graduated from high school when she was 15 and just graduated from college last year with a degree in fashion merchandising and a minor in business. She was so cold when it came to being a fashion designer. She got offers from big name companies wanting her to be a part of their team, but she wanted to be her own boss.

She had no idea when she decided to start making her own outfits that people around the hood and on Instagram would be interested. She even made outfits such as dresses, jumpsuits, and two-piece outfits for influencers and celebrities. She already touched her first million. Now, she's opening up her a store in hopes that she'll be a multi-millionaire with more than one store in different locations one day. She was going to manifest and speak it into existence every chance she got. Her dreams are big, but she won't give up on them.

Opening the door to hers and Priest's 4-bedroom house with a smile on her face, she couldn't wait to share the news with him. He was always so supportive of her, and she loved him even more for that.

"Baby, are you upstairs?" She called out; she figured he was in their room or his man cave, since she had seen all of his cars in the garage. Her smile soon faded after hearing faint moaning coming from upstairs.

She prayed her ears were deceiving her. Maybe he was watching a movie and a sex scene is playing. Hell, maybe he's watching porn. She just hoped it wasn't what she's thinking. She slowly, but quietly, walked up the stairs. Their room door was cracked, so she looked between it. A female with long blonde weave was riding Priest's dick. A loud gasp escaped her mouth as tears fell, but somehow the girl heard it.

"This is not how we wanted you to find out." The girl smirked, but was still on top of him.

"C-Cherish, baby." He tried to move the girl off of him.

Cherish shook her head before running down the stairs and almost tripping in the process. She could hear Priest faintly calling her name, but it fell on deaf ears. She opted to beat his ass, but knew it wouldn't change a thing. Her heart was beyond broken at all the lies he told her. All the lies she believed. She did not know that today would be the day she got her heart broken and no longer had a fiancé.

She drove to one of the people who always has her back. Banging on the door, she waited until she heard footsteps. "Who the fuck knocking like they the police?"

The door opened, and her cousin Marcus stood before her with a mug on his face until he saw the state Cherish was in. She wasted no time burying her face into his chest while crying; he didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her.

"Talk to me, what's wrong?" He rubbed her back. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙺𝚂 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁

Priest sat on the couch in his man cave, just smoking to ease his mind. He tried calling and texting Cherish endless times, but she blocked his number. He checked Marcus' house, her aunt and uncle's house, Yazmine and Paris's house, but she wasn't there. Little did he know she was staying at a hotel. His workers were instructed to report back to him if they saw Cherish anywhere, but no one has since she's been cooped up in her hotel room. He was even more worried about her since she's pregnant. He was beyond stressed out.

Cherish never mentioned to anyone what happened between her and Priest, only that Priest wasn't who she thought he was. So, they had ended things and their engagement was off. Of course, everyone formed their assumptions. Truth and Shooter are the only ones who knew what really went down.

He wanted to explain to her that it wasn't what it looked like. Yes, the female was riding him, but she drugged him then drove his car to his house. She was one of those crazy hoes that followed Cherish once before, which is how she knew where they laid their head. She didn't anticipate on Cherish coming home. Her plan was to record it, then send it. That's why he was so out of it when Cherish showed up. He wanted to kill ole girl, but she hasn't been seen either. He just knew she was on some trapping him type shit. He prayed day and night that she didn't steal his sperm and somehow got lucky enough to get pregnant. He was on soft the whole time until she gave him something after Cherish left to make him aroused.

"You still haven't heard from sis?" Truth asked.

"Hell nah. I love Cherish more than anything. I may sound like a simp, but she got a hold on me so tight I can't see it in me to ever hurt her. Now she thinks I cheated with that broke hoe. When I find that bitch Shantell I'm killing her." Priest spoke angrily. He looked down seeing a text from Shooter.

I know I'm high than a mf right now, but ain't this lil sis sitting her ass in the abortion clinic with a what's love got to do with it Tina Turner wig, and some Stevie Wonder shades on? She funny than a mf. If she was gone wear that wig, she could've borrowed one from my Gma.

Priest clicked on the message with furrowed brows as he stared at the picture. He knew like hell she didn't go abort their baby when she didn't even know the truth of what she saw. "I know the fuck—" He stood up abruptly. "Let's go, Truth!"

"What happened?" Truth asked, following behind Priest as Priest ran up the stairs. Skipping two at a time.

"She tryna abort my fucking baby." He responded angrily.

had walked from the back, wiping her tears as Shooter stood before her. Her eyes went big as she swallowed deeply. "H-Hey, bro. W-What you doing here?"

"Don't hey bro me. I brung this hoe here to get an abortion. Thought she had a come up. Question is, what did you do, sis?" Soul is about to act an ass." Shooter sighed.

"Fuck him. And this is none of your business. Please tell me you didn't call that man." She looked around as if he was about to jump out behind her.

"You know I love you like a sister, but that's my bro as well. I had to. You wrong as fuck for not telling him. I'm not with that her body her choice shit, otherwise shorty wouldn't be getting rid of her baby. So, I told him because it's only right." Shooter told her.

"No you didn't! It wasn't your place to say shit." She shook her head before pushing past him, the moment she stepped outside Priest was getting out his car. Her whole heart dropped.

"You aborted my baby?" Priest got in her face.

"Yup, now get the fuck out of my face." She shrugged. "Ion want no ties to you."

He chuckled bitterly before grabbing her by the neck and lifting her off her feet. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she clawed at his hand for him to release her. "YOU KILLED MY FUCKING BABY? HUH?" He tightened his grip.

"Let her the fuck go, Soul. Putting yo hands on her while these white motherfuckas staring at you. Ion care how mad you are, don't put your hands on her." Truth grabbed his other arm, but Priest snatched away.

"You selfish as fuck! I didn't cheat on you; the hoe drugged me. Had you answered your fucking phone, you would know. But killing my fucking baby! I should kill you." He let go, she dropped to the ground, coughing and gasping for air while trying to catch her breath.

"Are you okay?" A white lady asked Cherish.

"Y-Yes, I am." Cherish sniffled. She wasn't okay, though. The man she loves just choked her like she wasn't shit to him. He'd never hit her, let along choked her, but at that moment he thought choking was better than hitting her. He couldn't believe she had an abortion.

"Mind your fucking business!" Priest shouted.

"Hey! Don't talk to my wife like that. I'm calling the police." The white man spoke.

"Call them." Priest shrugged.

Truth helped Cherish off the ground as she got up and swung her fist with all her might, hitting Priest in the eye. "DON'T EVER PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON ME! THAT'S WHY I GOT AN ABORTION NOW! FUCK YOU, SOUL!" She cried. He knew she was mad because she never called him Soul before. Not even when they met.