I walked through my office, bare footed. The thought of wearing heels was a straight no for me today.

I paced the floor, going over my case notes for my next client. She was an absolute bitch and I didn't want to mess anything up.

"Mrs Brewster?" My new assistant Brandy said knocking on the door.

"Brandy," I groaned tossing my hair to the side. "How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Naala I don't want to hear that mans name everyday," I muttered the last part. I'm already tied to his ass for the rest of my life, at least let me have my name.

"I'm sorry, Naala," Brandy blushed out of embarrassment. It was her first week on the job so I know she wanted to make a good impression.

"Better, how can I help?" I smiled leaning against my desk.

"You have someone here to see you," Brandy announced. Now who the hell wants to see me now?

"A client?" I questioned setting my notes down on the desk next to me.

"I don't think so," Brandy trailed off.

"Just let them in," I waved her off. It could only be a handful of people.

I sat down, stretching my legs out and breathing out. My whole body was sore from the weekend because Amir obviously wanted me to die. He woke me up every morning with dick, by the time it got to the last day, I was waking up before him just to avoid him.

"My little Michelle Obama," A voice joked making me lift my head. A wide smile spread across my face when i realised who it was.

"You're not mad at me anymore?" I smiled. "And you brought me food," I cheered standing up to greet him. See this is how you date more than one man. Kree was at a strong second, with Amir just knocking him out a bit.

"Hey," I said hugging him. Kree bent his neck and pecked my lips repeatedly before sucking on my lower lip.

Boy I will bend you over this desk, don't play with me.

"I can't stay mad at you," He said handing me the food. I did a little dance at the smell of the Caribbean food that wafted up my nose. I just knew there was some oxtails in there.

I didn't waste no time, I took a seat and immediately opened my food and started digging in, not paying Kree much attention.

"You want me to go while you love on the food or what?" Kree asked with an attitude. I guess he called himself being angry at all the attention I was giving the food.

"I'm sorry," I giggled setting the fork down. "Did you just come to see me?"

"I can't check on my girl?" Kree said eyeing me. Woah there sir, there is about 3 niggas in line, please wait your turn.

"Not your girl," I whispered. "But that's cute," I added picking up the water he brought for me.

"I'm sorry is lunch only reserved for your wack ass husband?" He said clenching his jaw.

"We we're doing so good," I said rolling my eyes. "Why do you always feel the need to bring him up, he's not worried about you," I said honestly.

"Because Ion like how y'all be on IG all booed up," Kree said standing up.

"But I date both of y'all!" I said loudly. "You knew about my husband when we started messing around Kree and you decided to still fuck with me," I don't know why he's angry now.

I hissed as I stood up from my desk, Kree stared at me the entire time.

"You're still fucking him?" He questioned. I sighed loudly, if I say it one more time.

"I date both of y'all damn!" I said raising my hands up. "If you don't like it, move along. There's plenty niggas waiting on the sidelines."

Kree laughed and grabbed my hand, "Aight I'm sorry,"

"Yeah you are," I said taking my hand back. "Ruined my lunch with your questions." I sucked my teeth closing the food up.

"You wouldn't of had any lunch if I ain't buy it," He said sitting down on the couch I had in the corner of the room.

"Boy all I have to say is a word and I'd have at least ten different meals up here," I said mugging him. The way he acting is bringing him down to number 4.

"Gotta get my roster back up," I said to myself as I walked back over to my desk.

"Let me take you out tonight," Kree smirked.

"Nope I'm busy," I said turning my screen back on. I started to scan through my emails, checking for the important ones.

"Doing what?" He asked pulling out his phone.

"Doing me," I replied. I watched him type on his phone with a smirk on his face.

Why do I always attract the cheaters?

"Nah for real what are you doing?" Kree said licking his lips.

"It's my baby daddy's album release party. If I don't go, Shaderoom will hang me," I huffed checking my watch.

Suddenly I got the best idea, "Come with me," I said sauntering over to where he sat. "My mom has the kids for the night so it can be like a date,"

He tilted his head to the side and pulled me down onto his lap. "You want me to come with you? To your husband's album party?"

"Why do you always have to add the husband bit?" I mugged. "My baby daddy," I corrected him.

"I'll come," Kree shrugged, "You better not be on any bullshit," He said looking at me.

"Me? Never," I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I'll pick you up at 8," He smirked leaning forward. I nodded and pecked his lips. "Don't wear no panties either,"

"When do I ever?" I said lowly kissing him again. See the thing with Kree is that the sex was amazing but he was too insecure. Like you know I fuck with other people but you're always asking about them.

Ion like dat.

"I gotta go make some money," He said tapping my ass.

"Ooo go make us some money bae," I said standing up. He smirked and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"I'll see you later," I nodded and rubbed his face. Such a sexy man, it's a shame this was coming to an end soon.

We pulled apart and he left, closing the door behind him. I exhaled and went back over to my desk, getting back to work.

~~

"Kairo I'm gonna put a foot up your ass," Brianna screamed making me move the phone from my ear. Kairo was Priest and Brianna's second son, he was roughly the same age as Malia.

"Damn Bri," I cursed. "He is not that bad, he's better than Saint,"

"Saint's a devil, why did y'all even name him that?" Brianna laughed into the phone.

"He takes after his daddy, both of them are evil," I responded holding my hand out. I was currently at the nail salon getting myself ready for my little date tonight. 2/3 of my niggas would be in attendance so I have to look cute.

"Talking of his daddy, why did he call Priest crying bout you?" Brianna asked making me laugh.

"I posted Kree on my story last night, you know Amir's dramatic," I replied.

"Mmm, Naala you need to stop pimping these niggas out, you gon' get caught up soon," Brianna preached.

"So you saying I can't date more than one nigga?" I said gaining a stare from the nail tech that was beside mine.

"Lady concentrate on your customer," I snapped when I saw her all up in my conversation.

Even Lisa, my nail tech giggled. "She's very nosy," She added.

I nodded and went back to my phone call. I missed what Bri said in the beginning but caught the last part.

"Naala you're literally married. You ain't dating both of them, you're cheating," Bri responded.

"You're no fun," I giggled. "We have an open marriage,"

"Uhn uhn that's some white people shit," Bri said into the phone. "Y'all are the craziest couple I've ever met. Either get a divorce or only see each other,"

"I don't want a divorce," I pouted. "I'm never letting Amir go so he can fuck as many hoes he wants, but he knows where home is,"

"Lord," Brianna sighed. "Nothing I say is gonna change that right?"

"Right," I nodded. "We know what we've got going on,"

"Alright LaLa, will I see you tonight?"

"Yeah. I'm bringing number 2," I said switching hands for the woman to focus on.

"Naala do not do that," Bri said quickly. "Why you wanna ruin his day?" She asked referring to Amir.

"How? I'm sure he's gonna bring his trick of the week," I rolled my eyes at the thought.

"I can't with y'all," Bri laughed. "I'm definitely not missing this," She finished off with.

"Nothings gonna happen, I'm gonna get drunk and have a good night," I smiled, it wasn't often that I got a kid free night and I was gagging for it.

"Oh lord here we go," Brianna groaned causing me to laugh,

I wrapped on the phone with Bri and focused on my nails. I wasn't even paying attention to who was around me until I heard someone clear their throat.

Looking to the side, I saw a girl staring in my direction. I looked to the side to see who she was looking at but there was no one else beside me.

"Hi," I said with a confused face. The girl rolled her eyes and came closer.

Okay, rudeness.

"Are you Naala?" She asked. I blinked at her with no expression. "Do you fuck with my baby daddy?" She asked out of nowhere,

"Girl I don't know who you are," I laughed. "Let's start there,"

"It doesn't matter who I am," The girl replied rudely. I tucked my lips in and nodded. The old Naala would reached over and pulled out the cheap ass hair she had in her head. But Naala, the mother of 4 is going to be polite.

"Well it would help if I knew who you were," I said glancing at her then back at my nails.

"Bitch do you fuck with June or not?" The girl said getting loud.

"June?" I giggled. "Girl please go and get your nails done and get out of my face."

June wouldn't even know what I smelled like, he was one of those niggas that stayed in my dms. He may have cash apped me a few times but that was about it.

"I know you've been messing with him, I see your name in his phone," The girl who was yet to tell me her name carried on.

"Then take that up with him," I shrugged. "I wish a broke bitch could check me over her broke ass baby daddy," I said to myself as I looked at her fake birkin in her lap.

"Bitch he's not broke!" She shouted making a scene. I dismissed her because I actually liked this nail salon and I wasn't about to be banned because I whooped her ass in here.

"Excuse me," Paul my bodyguard stepped up, pulling her way from me. He was on my payroll, not Amir's luckily. "Naala what would you like me to do?" He asked me directly.

"Let her shout but she better not touch me," I said looking at the girl going crazy on the other side of the salon.

"I'm sorry Lisa, you can just finish up," I said to the nail tech. She nodded and put the top coat on my nails.

I reached into my purse and pulled out an $100 bill, sliding it over to her.

"Only $65," Lisa spoke trying to get me change.

"Keep it," I smiled at her. A message popped up from Maniya to call her, the kids of mine are gonna drive me crazy.

The crazy girl was still shouting from across the room and I caught her last sentence,

"That's why your husband left you!" She screamed making everyone look at me.

"Paul get her out of here before I get up from this seat." I said to him, my anger slowly rising.

Paul nodded his head and hustled her out of the shop. I curled my lip up at the fact she thought she could come in there and check me over a nigga I didn't even associate with.

"Bitches be so crazy," I mumbled grabbing my purse and flinging it over my shoulder. When I got out of the shop, Paul was waiting in front of my Range to open the door for me.

"Thank you," I said slipping into the back seat. He closed the door and went over to the driver side. "Take me to Brooklyn,"

"Ah Mr Brewster has summoned you?" Paul asked with a smirk.

I sucked my teeth and sat back, "He's obsessed with me," I said looking out of the window.

"I think the obsession is mutual," Paul replied thinking I couldn't hear him.

"I am dating other people," I said to him. Me and Paul had a good relationship, after all he drove me around the majority of the time.

"Who are you trying to convince me or you?" Paul spoke. "Tell me if I am stepping out of line but you don't want to date other people Naala. You want to be with your husband,"

I stayed silent and listened to him speak. "For as long as I've known you, you've been going around with different guys trying to find him in other people,"

"Don't make it sound like I'm a hoe," I mumbled,

"Not at all Naala," Paul said in an apologetic tone, "I've over stepped,"

"You didn't," I said. "I get where you're coming from but I'm dating other people," I said ending the conversation there.

I wanted to be married to be Amir but I also couldn't afford to get my heart broken again, I was protecting myself from the pain.

I stayed in silence until Paul pulled up at Amir's house. "Wait here, I won't be long," I said softly.

Maniya messaged me and said she needed my help with something. I was still against her living with her dad but she was an adult now, I couldn't control her life.

I knocked on the door and fixed my pantsuit. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes when Mama Sonia pulled the door open.

"Naala," She said blankly, I peered over her shoulder and saw Trinity wiping her eyes.

"Sonia," I replied in the same tone. "Where's my daughter?"

"I'm here," Maniya said running down the steps. Sonia watched us hug and then cleared her throat.

"I'm sure you've met Trinity, my son's girlfriend," She emphasised the word. I know this ex-crackhead isn't trynna come for me.

"We've met," I nodded, "Maniya what did you need?" I said turning my attention to Maniya.

"Come," Maniya said taking my hand and leading me up the stairs. When we got into her room, I smacked her arm.

"Why didn't you tell me that witch was here?" I exclaimed. It was no secret that Sonia and I didn't get on at all.

"She turned up out of nowhere," Maniya shrugged. "Ion know why you don't like Grandma she's really nice,"

"She be sprinkling your cookies with crack?" I asked squinting my eyes.

"Mama," Maniya laughed loudly. "She's clean now,"

"I bet she is," I said sitting on the chair at her desk. "What did you need me for? I've got a date tonight,"

"I need your help convincing daddy to get me an apartment," Maniya smiled. I shook my head straight away,

"Nope, I don't want no parts of that," I answered. She was not about to pull me into their problems.

"But mommy, I'm 21 - I need my own space," Maniya whined.

I opened my mouth to answer but snapped it shut when a wave a nausea washed over me. I shot up and went straight into her bathroom, emptying my whole stomach in the toilet.

"What the hell?" I muttered as more vomit kept coming up.

"Are you okay mommy?" Maniya said coming into the bathroom.

"Yeah," I groaned. It had to be the food from Kree, because that's all I'd had.

"Mama are you pregnant? I heard you and daddy talking the other day,"

"No I'm not pregnant," I said getting up. I flushed the toilet and went to the sink, grabbing a spare toothbrush.

I hate when people assumed vomiting meant pregnancy, I can't have a stomach bug?

I brushed my teeth while Maniya stared at me.

"What?" I said wiping my mouth with a towel. She shook her head and leaned on the counter.

"You've gained weight aswell, ain't y'all tired of having babies?" She spoke crossing her arms.

"I'm not old," I said to her. "And I'm not pregnant so stop worrying yourself," I said in a questionable tone, I wasn't pregnant - at least I didn't think I was.

~~

"Congratulations man," Breezy said dapping me up. The party was in full affect and everyone seemed to be enjoying the music.

"Thank you," I smirked fixing my chains.

"Let me buy you a bottle of something," He said nodding his head over to the full bar.

"Nah," I shook my head. "Ion drink anymore," I said proudly.

"Dave motherfucking East doesn't drink anymore?" He shouted. I laughed and nodded my head scanning the crowd.

"4 years sober," I gloated. It wasn't easy putting down the bottle, but it was worth it.

"I'm proud of you bro, that's major," He said slapping my back.

My eyes caught a familiar figure, walking in with a man and I clenched my jaw.

"This bitch got me so fucked up on God," I mumbled staring at her. I wrapped it up with Breezy before walking over there.

Naala smiled bright when I stood in front of her. The wack ass nigga that had is arm around her waist was mugging me.

"Heyyy baby daddy, this looks so good," Naala said hugging my waist. Her boyfriend cut his eyes at her then at me.

"You like it?" I asked, I decided to mess with this punk ass nigga. He was gonna learn tonight.

"I love it," Naala gushed rubbing my chest. "I'm really proud of you," She spoke looking up at me.

"All for you," I said eyeing her outfit. It was like she was aging backwards cuz she looked amazing.

"You took your braids down?" I asked taking a stray hair from her face. "I like it," I licked my lips.

"I knew you would," She grinned looking at me with hooded eyes.

Her wack ass boyfriend sucked his teeth and walked off drawing her eyes from me.

"Yeah he's cut," She mumbled but I heard her loud and clear.

"That's Kree?" I questioned putting my hand on her waist. There was something about her that was different, she was glowing.

"You know it's him," Naala replied looking up at me. "Take me to the bar," She said taking my hand.

I led her to the bar and she ordered three shots of Patron.

"Easy," I winced as she knocked them back. With a smile she set the last shot cup down.

"I have no kids for the rest of the week, mama is on vacation," She giggled playing with my chain. "You look so good," She whispered.