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"Princess," Justice groaned kissing her neck. He rubbed her stomach and carried on kissing and pushing himself up on her.

"What?" Naala mumbled still half asleep,

"You sleep?" Justice questioned moving her hair out of the way.

Naala opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand which read 3:45am.

"Justice it's 3am, what do you want?" Naala said closing her eyes again.

"I want you, you've been holding out," Justice said lowly.

"I'm not in the mood for sex," Naala answered pushing his hard dick off her back.

That was very unlike Naala so he knew she was lying.

"Baby I said I'm sorry," Justice huffed rubbing her thigh.

"You hit me Justice," Naala mumbled quietly. "I told you about putting your hands on me,"

"I wasn't thinking Princess, I was angry," Justice defended. "I didn't mean to, you know I don't do that,"

"But I didn't do anything wrong," Naala teared up. "You didn't have to hit me,"

"I know baby and I'm sorry," Justice replied with a sigh. He was stressed and he really didn't mean to take it out on Naala.

"Let me make it up to you," He said hovering over her. Naala wiped her face and shook her head.

"Get off me Justice," Naala murmured when he started to kiss her neck softly. He moved down her neck and to her chest, sucking on the skin of her breasts lightly.

"You want me to stop?" He asked rubbing his dick against her center.

Naala moaned lightly but didn't object to it, making him slip into her, causing Naala's back to arch off the bed.

"I'm sorry," Justice repeated, his strokes representing his apology. He was being soft and gentle with her, to show he didn't mean to hurt her.

"Oh my God," Naala moaned loudly putting one arm around his neck. Justice lifted her legs up onto his shoulder and started to speed up.

His strokes were sending Naala into a frenzy, out of all her sexual partners, she would say Justice came in at a close second, after Dave.

"Do you forgive me?" Justice grunted looking down at her.

"Mmm," Naala nodded, she was too caught up in the moment to realise that he wasn't wearing a condom.

"Shit, you're so fucking tight," Justice cursed, which was unlike him. Naala knew that meant his peak was nearing so she did what she knew best.

Feeling her tighten herself around him, Justice's knees bucked and he released himself inside her.

Naala came right along with him, a tear falling down her face at the intense pleasure.

"Lie down," Naala said pushing him off her. Justice did what he was told and laid back on the bed, with his head propped up on the pillows.

Naala straddled his lap and held his dick in her hands, sliding down on him slowly, every inch of him filling her up.

She adjusted to his size before she started to ride him slowly, she was teasing him on purpose.

"Damn baby," Justice groaned when Naala sped up, using his torso as support.

Justice started to match her strokes making Naala slow down.

"I'm so close," Naala cried out, quite loudly that Maniya heard it from down the hall.

They came together and Naala collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily.

"I'm sorry," Justice said kissing her lightly. "I'll never do it again,"

"You make me feel safe, today I didn't feel safe," Naala mumbled still laying on top of him.

"Let me see it," He said turning her head to him. The cut under her cheek was dried up but still sore. His finger grazed it and Naala winced moving his hand.

"You can't hit me again," Naala said lowly. Justice nodded and kissed her passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

"It's too good to only have twice," Justice shook his head flipping them over. Naala gasped when he slammed into her again.

"You're too deep Justice," Naala moaned loudly, pushing his chest to get him off.

"You're gonna have me baby?" Justice said in her ear. Naala didn't respond so he sped up, hitting her spot repeatedly.

"Yes," Naala moaned biting her lip. Justice smirked and continued to pump in and out of her before he released himself inside of her.

"I love you," Justice said kissing her cheek repeatedly. Naala smiled and turned her head to kiss his lips.

"Can I go to sleep now Bishop?" Naala mumbled tiredly.

"Go to sleep," Justice nodded pulling her closer. Naala closed her eyes and fell asleep almost immediately.

"Good morning ladies," Naala mumbled aloud, fixing her hair in the mirror. "I don't even know what to say to these old ass women," She tutted.

Today was Heartland's annual woman empowerment seminar. It's led by different inspirational women but the First Lady was the one who had to host it.

"Women are what make the world work," Naala said picking up her hair brush. "Come on Naala you can't say that shit," She cursed at herself.

Her phone buzzed and she looked down silencing the call. Somehow Naleli had managed to get her new number and won't stop calling.

She brushed out her curls and stepped back, fluffing them out slightly. When she was happy with how it looked, she took her phone and left the bathroom.

Justice was laying in bed with his usual newspaper and coffee. He also had his notebook with his sermon written out.

"I heard you in there, cursing at yourself," He said not looking up from his newspaper.

"It's really hard Bae, I don't know why I can't just speak," Naala huffed straddling his lap.

"You're overthinking it. Those ladies don't care what you say, they just want to know all the gossip," Justice said putting his newspaper down.

"Do they gossip about me?" Naala frowned putting her hands on his chest.

"Never, only about your outfits," Justice laughed. "How much are those costing me?"

"Enough," Naala replied laying down on him. He kissed her neck and rubbed her back. "We're not having sex," She spoke lifting her head up.

"Why can't we?" Justice groaned his hands travelling down her body.

"Because I just did my hair and it's Sunday," Naala said with a smile.

"Not even a quickie?" He said lowly, slipping his hands into her panties.

"Mmm no," Naala moaned discreetly. "We have to leave soon, stop Justice," She said when he started rubbing her spot.

"Do you really want me to stop because she says otherwise," Justice smirked rubbing his fingers through her wetness.

"Shit," Naala moaned putting her head into his neck and breathed heavily.

"Let me stop," Justice said taking his hand out and licking his fingers.

Naala's head popped up and she frowned at him, "Really Justice?" She popped his shoulder.

"We gotta go right?" He replied with a smile. Naala tutted and got off his lap.

"You're really annoying," Naala complained going into their closet.

"You said we needed to go, so I'm just listening to you Princess," Justice laughed following her. He took his shirt off and threw it into their laundry basket.

"What colour is your tie?" Naala asked bringing out a baby blue dress.

"I was going with the black one today," Justice said pointing to his suit that was laid out on the island in the middle of the room.

"Do you like this?" Naala responded showing Justice an all black Fendi printed dress.

"Anything you wear is beautiful," He answered placing his jewellery on his wrist.

"That's not helping babe, it's either nice or not," Naala said turning to him. "Do my boobs look big to you?" She added.

"It's perfect for you and they look normal baby," Justice answered with his hands on her waist. "Pair it with the new fascinator I got you," He said holding her tight.

"Smart," Naala agreed looking at herself in the mirror, "Is your wife going to be there?"

"My ex wife," Justice said with a sigh. "You're my only wife, I don't want you to think that you're sharing anything with Carmen,"

"But she's living in my house and having my staff call her Mrs Parker. I've been respecting her because of you Justice but I'm over it now," Naala vented slipping her dress on.

The dress fit her perfectly, accentuating all her curves. She reached for her Chanel boots and walked around the island to get her jewellery out.

"I can't kick her out," Justice sighed watching her move around the closet.

"Why? Do you know what? I don't even care," Naala waved him off. "It's really not worth it."

"You can't come to church mad at me," Justice put his suit on.

"I'm not mad at you but you need to get her out of my house," Naala answered walking over to him. Justice put his hands down and let her fix his tie.

"I like when you boss me around," Justice bit his lip.

"I bet you do," Naala smirked dusting lint off his shoulder. "There you go Bishop,"

"What would I do without you?" Justice mumbled wrapping his arms around her. He leaned down and kissed her passionately.

"My lip gloss," Naala pouted looking in the mirror behind him.

"It tastes good," Justice said puckering his lips together and tasting her gloss. "Sweet just like you,"

"Justice when I want to have sex you don't," Naala laughed lightly pushing off him.

"I'ma get me some today," Justice called out to her while she walked away from him. Naala ignored him and left their room, her heeled boots clicking loudly through the empty halls.

"Good morning Ma'am," Beverley said standing up straight as Naala walked past her.

"Beverley I am ignoring you because I've told you before. I am not 60 years old, I am 30, call me Naala," She sighed.

"Naala right, I forgot," Beverley said. "Are you ready for your breakfast? I can get it served," She added putting down the mop she had in her hand.

"Yes please but make sure that witch is not on the table with me," Naala said quietly.

"I will serve Mrs Parker in her room," Beverley laughed with a small smile.

"Good, is my daughter awake?" Naala asked smoothing her dress out.

"I don't think so," Beverley shook her head. Naala heard paws running across the floor.

"Hey mommy's baby," She squealed picking up the dog Justice bought her.

The dog was an exact replica of Cabo but a girl instead.

"Let's go and see if your big sister is awake," She cooed at Koi. Beverley looked in amusement, she had never seen anyone so attached to a dog.

Naala walked down the hall to Maniya's room and knocked on the door lightly.

"Maniya what did I say about locked doors?" Naala huffed shaking the door knob.

Maniya rolled her eyes and got out of bed walking to her door to unlock it.

"Why aren't you ready?" Naala asked walking in and shaking her head and the state of the room.

"I'm not coming," Maniya grumbled getting back into her bed sluggishly.

"What's the matter angel?" Naala asked walking closer to the bed.

"Me and Damon broke up," Maniya sniffed pushing her face further into her pillow. Naala sighed and put Koi down, letting her jump onto the bed with Maniya.

"What happened this time?" Naala asked moving around the room and picking up the trash and opening her blinds.

"Apparently I'm emotionally unstable and I'm draining him," Maniya said, her shoulders started to shake so Naala knew she was crying.

"Baby, don't cry," Naala frowned putting the trash bag down. "He's not worth it," She said sitting on the side of the bed.

"But I love him mommy," Maniya sobbed into her pillow. "He's the only thing that's been keeping me going," She was struggling at home so Damon was really her escape.

"And that scares me," Naala said softly. "You shouldn't depend on a man to make you happy,"

Maniya scoffed discreetly and continued to cry. Naala stood up and lifted the comforter off her. "Come on, get up,"

"No mom, I'm not getting up," Maniya cried turning over to face Naala.

"Maniya, I know this seems like everything is over but you have to get up." Naala said wiping her tears. "For me, please?"

"It hurts," Maniya cried holding her mom's hand. Naala exhaled and blinked away her own tears, seeing her child in so much pain wasn't easy.

"I know it does," Naala said lifting her up so she could hug her. "But I'm too small to drag you out of this bed so you have to help me,"

They stayed like that for a while before Maniya sniffed and let go.

"I'll do your hair all nice and pretty and you can use any of my purses," Naala convinced her. "Then later we can have a spa day, down in the spa,"

"Just me and you today?" Maniya asked with a sigh,

"Just me and you," Naala nodded. "We haven't had a mommy daughter day in ages, please stop being sad baby it's making me sad," She pouted.

"Do we have to go to church though?" Maniya scrunched up her face.

"I have a seminar with the women, I would like you to be there," Naala said rubbing her arm. Maniya wanted to protect her mom at all costs and if going to a long ass church service would do that, then she didn't mind.

"Fine," Maniya shrugged making Naala break out into a smile.

"My pretty pretty girl," Naala smiled kissing her cheek. "Let me pick you out an outfit, do you want to match?" She asked excitedly getting up to go into Maniya's closet.

"Koi, mama is a very crazy lady," Maniya said lifting the dog up and watching Naala walk up and down Maniya's closet talking to herself.

~~

Maniya looked out of the window and tried to drone out the sound of her mom and Justice kissing in the front of the car.

She checked her phone and saw none of her messages to Damon were sending, meaning he blocked her.

After everything they had been through together, she couldn't imagine why he would leave her now.

When she told him she was actually 20, he assumed she had been lying to him the whole time when in reality, she was the one being lied to.

"The lights green," Naala said pushing Justice back slightly. He wanted to be in her skin all the time, no matter where they were.

"Niya you okay back there?" Justice asked looking in the rear view.

"I'm fine," Maniya mumbled locking her phone and putting it away.

"You don't like the new car?" Justice said sadly. He brought her a new Ferrari when she was discharged from hospital, it was a get well soon gift.

"No I love the car," Maniya answered. "I'm tired that's all," She shrugged.

"I said we could have a spa day later," Naala mentioned, "Is that okay?" She asked Justice.

"The spa in the house?" Justice asked to be sure.

"Actually, I want us to go to the one we used to go to mom," Maniya spoke up. She was tired of being in the house.

"Oh that's up on the upper east side," Naala replied, "Can we?"

"I'm not sure about that Princess," Justice shook his head,

"Justice please? For our baby?" Naala said quietly. She leaned over the console and kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear. "I'll let you do anything you like tonight,"

"You're taking Stan," Justice gave in immediately, making Maniya smile. Her mom was honestly his weakness and she was going to start using that to her advantage.

"Yay, thank you baby," Naala smiled softly. They held hands while Justice drove to the church.

Maniya fell asleep during the drive and when she woke up, her parents were kissing again.

"Oh my God," Maniya complained. "Do y'all want me to get out so you can have sex or something?"

"Maniya," Naala gasped looking at her,

"I'm sorry, it's my fault," Justice apologized. "Let's go before we're late," He said getting out of the car and opening the door for Maniya first and then Naala.

"Thank you," Naala gushed taking his hand. Maniya stood on the other side of Justice. He gave her his arm to link onto and led his girls into the church.

"Bishop!" They heard as soon as they entered the building. A small woman came scuttling over to them. Naala recognised her as the choir director.

"Gladys, good morning," Justice said politely.

"First Lady," Gladys smiled at Naala, taking in her outfit. She blinked at Naala's tight dress before turning her attention to Maniya.

"This is my daughter, Maniya," Justice introduced them.

"Good morning," Maniya said with a small smile. She didn't even want to entertain this conversation but her dad had a tight grip on her.

"You're a very beautiful young lady, you look like your mom I presume?" Gladys said her eyes fluttering over to Naala.

"She's a good mixture of us both, right Princess?" Justice said to Naala,

"Mmm," Naala nodded, "I have to go and sort out some things for the seminar," Naala added looking up at him.

"I'll come too," Maniya jumped to the chance. Justice let both of them go, not before giving Naala a light kiss on the cheek.

Maniya linked arms with her mom and followed her to her office she had at the church. Naala looked back at Justice and saw him laughing heavily while Gladys had her hand on his arm.

"Do you think he's sleeping with her?" Naala said quietly to Maniya.

"Definitely," Maniya nodded, not holding back what she thought.

Naala didn't say anything until they got into her office and the door was shut.

"That's the second woman in this church that I'm convinced he's sleeping with," She huffed taking a seat at her desk.

"So address it," Maniya commented walking around the room. "He can't have us locked in the house while he's out doing whatever he wants,"

"He's been swapping out my medication," Naala said softly. "I caught on last week when I was too energetic,"

"So you know that? Why are we still here?" Maniya asked turning to her mom.

"Because for once I'm one step ahead," Naala replied, "I have a plan but we have to be smart,"

Naala had figured it all out when her moods were fluctuating more than normal.

"So you've been faking?" Maniya said with a small smile.

"Baby I might as well be Kerry Washington because I've been performing," Naala laughed leaning back in her seat.

"Mom!" Maniya gasped hitting her shoulder. "All this time I really thought he'd broken you,"

"All the men in my life try and manipulate me but they don't know that I'm smarter than them," Naala answered clasping her hands together.

"So what's the plan?" Maniya said excitedly sitting down in front of Naala.

"I haven't told your daddy yet, he'll try and be a hero but that won't work here. I'm watched 24/7 so I have to do it in my own," Naala explained.

"That's smart," Maniya nodded. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Carry on being normal with him. You're lucky, I have to act as if I like him," Naala mumbled closing her eyes.

"Are y'all you know," Maniya trailed off not wanting to say the word.

"We're having sex," Naala nodded. "That's the only way I can keep him wrapped around my finger and it's not that bad actually," She said tilting her head to the side.

"Alright now mom," Maniya mugged in disgust. "He's not forcing you is he?"

"No, he's really gentle," Naala said quickly. "Justice isn't as bad as I thought but he's a manipulator. He cares about us but not in the right way,"