Naala walked up the driveway of her home. She noticed Dave's car parked up and a small smile spread across her face, this was the first day they had been apart for the whole day in a while so she really missed him. Walking up to the door, Naala put her key through the lock and pushed the door open. She glided through the foyer quietly, the only sound was her 4 inch heels contacting the marble floor.

Naala walked into the living room which was empty. A confused Naala continued through the house and up the stairs to their bedroom. Dave hadn't told her that he was going anywhere so she was confused as to where he was especially that his car was in the driveway.

Pushing their bedroom door open, Naala met a sleeping Dave. His face was scrunched up like he was in deep thought. She sauntered over, dropping her purse on the couch in the corner of the room. Naala walked over to Dave and began to plant soft kisses on his lips, attempting to wake him, his soft lips like pillows on hers. Dave started to shift in his sleep and instinctively wrapped his arms around Naala. Naala stared down at him and asked herself how did she get so lucky?

"You done staring?" Dave grunted opening his eyes, his voice deep,

Naala gasped and hit his shoulder, "So you were awake," She whined, he always did that to her.

"Of course I was awake, you could have been an axe murderer," Dave chuckled as he licked lips and pulled her chin down to plant a kiss on her lips, Naala deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms around his waist. Pulling away, Naala asked,

"Mama called and said Sinai is much better, I feel like that little girl played us," Sonia had called Naala on her way back and Naala overheard Sinai in the back sounding like she was having the time of her life.

"Nahhh my baby wouldn't do that," Dave said, trying to convince himself, he did realise that during the day Sinai was forcing herself to sniff and cough when Dave looked her way.

"Mmm, she's going to school tomorrow,"

Dave sat up and looked Naala over, biting his lip. "How was your first day back?" Naala looked at him and smile, Darnell never used to ask her about her day, he used to just ask about dinner.

"It was good, felt nice to be back" Naala said softly. She got up and walked over to her closet and slipped off her heels and began undressing. "How about you baby, what did you do today?" Naala asked looking back and Dave who was still looking back at her.

"Nothing much love, I got a surprise for you though," He said, getting out of the bed and walking towards the bathroom.

"Surprise? You know I hate surprises Amir," Naala muttered, she didn't like when things were hidden from her, she had to know everything. Dave laughed and finished washing his hands,

"Well tough," He walked out of the bathroom and into her closet, where she stood in a bra and a lacy thong. Dave walked over to her and pulled her into him, looking down at her small body, "You got an hour to get dressed," He said before tapping her butt and turning to leave.

Naala scoffed and walked out behind him, "where are we going Amir? How should I dress?" She asked, growing anxious at the thought of this 'surprise'.

"Dress sexy," Dave winked before he walked out of the bedroom completely. Naala huffed and prepared to get in the shower.

Dave went down the stairs and towards the backyard, where his 'surprise' was. Chef Trix was laying out the plates and glasses.

"It looks great man, 'preciate it," Dave said, he wanted him and Naala to have a real first date and he wanted to treat her, she's been through so much over the last month and she deserved to be spoilt.

"No problem, I hope she likes the food," The chef commented before making his way back to the kitchen. Naala hadn't realised the kitchen was occupied as she went straight up the stairs to Dave. Dave put the gifts he picked up for Naala next to his seat before checking his phone to see the time. Looking at his messages, he saw yet another message from Millie. Deleting before even reading it he continued to scroll through his messages. He saw a message from Shooter,

Raising his eyebrows, Dave walked back into the living room and grabbed the remote. He turned the TV on and went straight to the news channel. His jaw clenched at the headline that flashed across the screen,

'27-Year -Old Darnell Jones was found hung in Whetland Forest in Rochester New York. The young tech mogul was said to be a loving and cheerful spirit. The NYPD have ruled this a suicide, our thoughts and prayers are with his family. Back to you Cindy....'

The blonde newscaster shook her head and continued her segment, Dave who's face was now emotionless looked back at the stairs to ensure Naala wasn't coming down. Believe it or not, Dave had nothing to do with his death, him and Naala's father only roughed him up a bit and told him to leave New York so clearly he has enemies in other places. Hearing his name being called, Dave switched the TV off and went back up the stairs. Naala sat on the floor in her closet looking like she was about to cry.

"I don't know what to wear," Naala whined, running her hands through her hair.

Dave chuckled and tugged at his beard, "Baby, you could come down there with a trash bag on and you would still take my breathe away," Naala huffed and looked up at him, "Of course you would say that,"

Dave walked closer to her and leaned down to grab her arms, he pulled her up and kissed her forehead, "I mean it, hurry up" Naala turned around and began to sift through her clothes again. Dave laughed and walked out to get changed himself, he settled on a pair of Amiri jeans, a plain white tee. He slipped on his jewellery but because they were only going downstairs he didn't want to do too much.

Naala decided on a sweater dress and some Chanel boots. She didn't even know where they were going so she did a light make up look.

"Amir, I'm done," Naala said as she walked out of the room, "Pass me my bag so I can change it,"

Dave shook his head, "See you look amazing, and you don't need a bag," He said winking at her. Naala was confused, she raised both eyebrows.

"What do you mean? Where we going then?" Dave was getting tired of her questions so he walked over and intertwined their fingers, almost dragging her out of the room. Her boots clacked on the marble floor as he led her towards the backyard. Naala gasped as she set her eyes on what Dave had planned.

The whole terrace was filled with small white candles that glowed in the light. Red rose petals were scattered all across the floor and there was a table in the corner, decorated with candles and flowers. Naala turned back and tears gathered in her eyes, this was the most thoughtful thing anyone had ever done for her.

"Oh my God Amir," Naala said, blinking away the tears in her eyes.

"You deserve it ma, come on stop crying," He said as he pulled her into him, hugging her.

"I-I -" Naala stuttered as Dave walked her over to the table and pulled out her seat. "I really appreciate this Amir," Naala said wiping the few tears that fell, "No one has ever done anything like this for me," Dave shook his head, he couldn't imagine how anyone wouldn't want to spoil the hell out of Naala, she was the perfect woman in every sense.

"It's nothing love, you deserve way more," Dave said holding onto her hand at the table. "Ok enough of the tears, Chef!" Dave called out, seconds later the chef came out and placed two plates down.

Naala looked down and her mouth watered at the sight and smell. A fine cut piece of steak and mashed potatoes with asparagus sat on the plate. There was also medium sized shrimp perfectly placed on top of the steak. Naala thanked the chef and dug in almost immediately - everything tasting just as she expected - amazing. Dave stared at her humorously as she ate, not even paying him any mind.

"Damn, it's fuck me then," Dave chuckled as he watched her bite into the steak and moan quietly.

"I'm sorry but this is so good," Naala moaned, taking a sip of her drink, the Chef had also prepared Naala's favourite cocktail, a Bacardi spritzer. The drink was very strong and Naala was already feeling the buzz.

"Oh yeah babe, your mom told me about Chanel, are you going to let her stay here?" Naala asked, looking over at Dave who was eating his steak also.

"I wanted to run it by you first," He said looking back at her. Naala raised her eyebrows,

"Why Amir, that's your sister, I have no say in that," Naala didn't want to get involved in Dave's family matters, she felt like that would be overstepping the boundaries.

"Nah, this is your house Love, it's our decision," Dave said sternly, he wanted Naala to understand that any decision that affected her was her business as well as his.

"Mmm well I don't mind, I'm sure Sinai would love it," Naala said taking another sip of her drink.

"Ok well then it's settled, she best not mess this up because I have no problem putting her out." One thing Dave was not gonna stand for was his sister's disrespectful mouth, she had a way of being rude to everyone and he wasn't gonna have that under his roof.

"Stop it that's your sister," Naala said, feeling more than tipsy now.

The couple had finished their food now and the Chef had served their dessert. Both of them were feeling the buzz of the alcohol now but Naala more than anything. Her eyes were low and red as she stared at Dave, still sipping on her now 3rd glass of the cocktail.

Dave looked back at her and bit his lip, no words were shared amongst the pair but they both knew what they wanted. Naala wanted to make the first move, she sauntered over to Dave and sat down on his lap, she leaned down to his ear and began to suck on it.

"Come on Love - -" Dave said as she began to whisper in his ear,

"I want you to have me,"

Her voice was low and sensual, Dave swiped his tongue over his lips, his hooded eyes were now staring back at her low ones. He gripped her waist and leaned in, planting a succulent kiss on her lips, taking her bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it.

Naala moaned quietly into his ear, causing his dick to harden. Lifting her up, Dave carried Naala back into the house and up the stairs into their bedroom. He didn't have to worry about the chef because he told him to pack up everything and leave when he was ready. He tossed Naala onto the bed and she threw her head back giggling.

"You've been looking at me like that all night, don't tempt me Love," Dave grunted, her low eyes still looking at him sensually.

"I want it all Amir please," Naala whined, slowly unzipping her dress, Dave walked over and pulled her boots off, throwing them towards the closet. He stepped in between her legs and parted them further.

"No panties huh," Dave said looking at her bare pussy. He kneeled down and dove straight in, his pace slow and passionate. Naala threw her head back in pure ecstasy as his tongue flicked slowly up and down her lips. The moans were music to Dave's ears as he began to go faster. Before he knew it, her moans increased and she gripped the sheets tightly.

"Amir --- oh my --I --" she couldn't even put the words together to make a sentence. Her continuous squirming and moaning was enough to show Dave that she was reaching her peak, he then replaced his tongue with his finger, slipping it in and out of her dripping pussy. The tightness of her pussy made Dave grunt as he continued.

Naala squealed and cried out, "I'm cumming baby, I'm -- oo-" She screamed before she realised all over his finger. Her breathing was sporadic and tears gathered in her eyes as she came down for her high.

"I ain't tell you to cum," Dave whispered, getting up. He tore his clothes off and crawled into the bed, reaching other to the nightstand for a condom,

"I want to feel all of you Amir," Naala whispered, still revelling off her high. Dave smirked and threw the condom back onto the nightstand and pulled her towards him. He positioned his dick at her opening and pushed the tip in, Naala's eyes clenched shut at the feeling of him inside her. He started to rock his hips back and forth, slowly pushing himself further into her.

"You're so fucking beautiful" Dave grunted into Naala's ear as he continued to pump in and out of her. Her moans intensified at the feeling of his hot breathe on her ear. Naala placed her arms around Dave's neck and her nails instinctively found their way to his back. The deep strokes were causing Naala's leg to shake which alerted Dave,

"Wait till I tell you to cum baby," Dave whispered into Naala's ear, making her moan loudly, "Daddy -- I c-cant" She gasped, shaking immensely. She couldn't take it anymore, she was practically begging.

"Take this shit Love, you begged for it," Dave grunted, still pumping at a fast pace. Sounds of skin slapping and moans filled the room as Dave pumped in and out of Naala, her make up now smeared and tears running down her face.

"I-I can't take it anymore," Naala cried out, Dave leaned down and crashed his lips into hers,

"Let that shit go ma," he whispered, "You gon' let me cum in you?" That was all Naala needed to release, her body jerked wildly and a plethora of moans and curse words left her mouth as she came. That didn't stop Dave, he slowed down his strokes and let out a grunt, releasing his load in her. Naala pushed his hand away as she felt it swiftly touch her throbbing pussy.

Dave chuckled and got up walking towards the bathroom, "You asked for it ma'" He called out as Naala lay on the bed, still experiencing her euphoric high. Her thighs ached badly and she was sure her hair was all over the place. She sat up and leaned on her elbows, watching Dave get in the shower. She was in love with this man. Instead of watching him she decided to join him in the shower.

"Round 2?" Dave questioned as he stepped to the side so she could get in. Naala made a face that made Dave laugh, she was the one all over him and now she's the one angry.

"I won't be able to walk tomorrow," Naala whined at him as she let the warm water soothe her aches and pains. Dave held a sponge and was lathering himself up as he watched Naala stand under the water, lightly groaning as she moved around.

They finished up in the shower and were laying in bed, Naala had wrapped her hair up and was now in bed with nothing but an oversized shirt that she stole from Dave's closet. Dave was laying beside her with one arm wrapped around her and the other behind his head. The TV was on in the background as they both enjoyed each others company. Naala's phone buzzed on the nightstand, making her lean towards it and grab it. It was a news notification - alerting her of Darnell's death. Naala gasped at the sight and dropped her phone, as much as she hated Darnell, she didn't want him to die.

"Oh my God," She muttered, gaining Dave's attention. He sat up and looked at Naala, judging by the look on her face, he knew she had just be made aware of Darnell's death. Dave's jaw clenched as he saw Naala's face distort as she read the article, why was she so upset?

"What's up Love?" Dave asked like he didn't already know. Naala huffed and shoved the phone in his face, tears in her eyes.

"He's dead!" She expressed, Dave looked at the phone and shrugged,

"Damn, RIP" He said with no emotions. Naala sniffed and looked at him, she didn't expect him to cry about it but he was still being mean.

"RIP Amir? How can you be so heartless," Naala said, tears rolling down her face.

Dave scoffed and got up before he blew up on Naala. She was literally sitting in bed crying over her ex-boyfriend who abused her for 5 years.

"Are you serious right now Amir?" Naala asked Dave, getting up and following him out the room. "Naala, I don't want to ruin this night but you blowing me right now,"

Naala scoffed and continued following him, "I'm blowing you! You literally sat there and said 'Damn' when I told you my ex was dead?!" She said mocking Dave's shrug when she told him. Her tears had now dried up and the feeling of sadness had now been replaced by anger.

"You want me to sit there and cry over a nigga that almost killed you? That's wild ma'" Dave said walking into the kitchen and grabbing a random glass from the cupboard, the rough sex they had earlier made him thirsty.

Naala slammed the cupboard and stood in front of him, "Don't walk away from Amir, you know I hate it," Naala was now standing infront of him with her arms crossed, the shirt she was wearing was no hanging off one shoulder, her short hair was in a messy bun on her head and her naturally pouted lips were sticking out.

"I'm walking out cos you sitting there crying like you miss him or some shit," Dave looked down at his girlfriend, his jaw clenching and unclenching.

"That's bullshit Amir and you know it, what is it? Are you jealous?" Naala taunted, raising her eyebrows. Dave sucked his teeth, Naala was looking for a reaction and he wasn't going to give into it. "

Naala back up for real" Dave muttered, trying to get around her.

"What are you gonna hit me? Do it Amir, that's all men do to me, they make me believe they love me then they hurt me. That's why you wanted me to move in here, so you can control me? I-I --" Dave tried to grab Naala but she stepped back.

"Naala what are you talking about? I'm not wack ass nigga, you think I would do that?" Dave questioned feeling very hurt, he wasn't that type of person and he hated the look of fear in his eyes.

Naala huffed and broke down. Between Darnell's death and her blowing up on Dave she didn't know what else to do. Hearing her gut wrenching sobs, Dave sighed and went over to her. This time she didn't move back, she wept in his arms. Dave was pissed at her outburst but couldn't stand there and watch her cry.

"Baby, stop crying" He said as he rubbed her back soothingly.

"I-I'm --" Naala couldn't even get the words out, these were times that she hated. Her bipolar disorder had a way of paralysing her, she would black out and then be hit with a wave of emotions immediately after.

"Shh," Dave said, he knew her mental health was messed up but he didn't know she could switch so quickly. He believed that it was not only depression that Naala suffered with. They stood like that in the kitchen until her sobs turned into soft sniffs. Dave led her back to the room and helped her into bed.

"Amir," Naala whispered as Dave got into the bed with her.

"We don't have to talk about this now," Dave assured her, wrapping his arms around her.