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"Fuck! I'm cummin' too!" I voiced. My body moved faster as I coated her walls with my nut. I'd marked her again because she was mine.Mine only.

Our bodies continued to thrust and move together until our orgasms were over. I slowly pulled out of her and then slid behind her. I pulled her body to my chest and inhaled her scent again. "My baby. My love. My heart. I've missed you so much.This is the best night of my life," I expressed, peppering her collarbone with kisses.

Seconds had gone by, and Crystal hadn't responded. I peered over her shoulder, and her light snores filled my ears. Oh, my baby was out. My strokes were still like a lullaby for her. Each one lulled her to sleep after we made love. She was still the same girl after all this time. My heart smiled, and I kissed her temple before I snuggled closer behind her. This really was the greatest night of my life. Tomorrow, I'd make preparations to schedule my life around my girls.

Crystal had my Little Clear for the last four and a half years, so I wanted to give her a break. I suggested she help her mom with her grandfather's things while I took Clear to meet my family and run my errands. She was a little skeptical, but after some oral persuasion, she hopped in my G-Wagon and left with no worries. Before she left, she cleaned Clear well and had her lookin' prettier than a magnolia in May. Clear's hair was so long and curly and styled in two space buns. Crystal had to wrap each one multiple times before the bun was formed. Each one held a light pink bow clip that matched the light pink denim jacket and denim skort set she wore. It was slightly chilly in May, so the white turtleneck and thick white tights she paired with her little set were the perfect touch. I pulled her little black cowgirl boots on her feet, and then we were set to go.

I went out this morning and purchased Clear a booster seat and placed it in my SUV. After she was dressed, I packed her backpack with all the essentials she'd need for the day and tomorrow because I planned on taking Crystal out tonight. I'd already worked it out with Mrs. Views. While we were out, Ibooked them a one-night stay at the hotel. I planned to fuck Crystal's thick ass all over this house afterward, and I'd get my way. I pulled on my jacket, then hers, and we headed out.

Clear Bear was safely strapped in my SUV, and we were headed to the bank, then my parents next. I usually had my speakers knockin' with some rap music, but today,Gracie's Cornerwas the vibe. While Gracie sang about eatin' your vegetables, I swerved through the streets and then peered through my rearview mirror. Clear bobbed her little head and played with her doll. She made her dance her on lap, and I thought it was the cutest thing ever. It was crazy how, in less than twenty-four hours in my life, I was more than willing to change my life for this little girl.

Clear would have the best education, lifestyle, and medical care that money could buy. Nothing was off limits for her except if she wanted a pet snake. I didn't play with them shits. When I was a kid, a snake bit me, and luckily, it wasn't poisonous, but I never forgot that moment. I signaled and pulled into the bank parking lot. This was my first errand of the day. I helped Clear out, and we walked into the bank. My eyes roamed over the small family bank until I spotted Debra strolling toward us.

"Morning, Debra. Can you let Paul know I'm here?" I stated.

"Yes, sir," she replied before walking away.

"Thank you." I picked Clear up and placed her on my lap. Together, we played with her doll until Paul walked out and greeted us.

"Morning, Mr. Clips. Who might this little lady be?"

"This is Clear, my daughter." I stood with her in my arms, and he wore a puzzled expression. My chuckle made him relax. "It's a long story. She's the reason I'm here today."

"Understandable. This way then, sir." Paul guided us into his office, where we made ourselves comfortable.

"Alright. I'll get straight to it. I want to add her and her mother to my will. I need a trust fund, and college fund opened for Clear. After that, I need four million dollars transferred into this account. Here's all the information you need."

I removed the folded stationery paper from my pocket. It carried Crystal and Clear's social security numbers, birthdays, and account information. I had Crystal leave all their information before she left.

"Once you're done, I'd like you to give Crystal Views access to all of my accounts."

Paul cleared his throat. "Now, as your personal accountant, I have to ask you, are you sure? This will be a lot of money and access to give someone," he expressed with his hands folded.

"I appreciate your concern, but I know what I'm doing. Crystal isn't just someone. She's my one and only love, the mother of my child, and my soon-to-be wife. Are we on the same page, or do we have a problem?" I sat up and mugged him.

He plastered on his best professional smile to mask the fear that was evident in his eyes. "There's no problem at all, sir. I'm on top of it now."

"Thank you, Paul. I knew you'd see things my way. I'll be by this week to pick up my portfolio with all the necessary paperwork." I stood with Clear, and Paul and I shook hands.

"Have a good day, Mr. Clips. Everything will be completed and processed by next Wednesday. Don't worry about a thing."

I smirked. "I'm not. I pay you too much, and I know where you live. Have a good one."

My baby girl and I left the bank and headed to my parents. I called and told them there was something we needed to talk about. As usual, mama was worried, but I reassured her everything was fine.

Thirty minutes later, I drove down the dirt road and turned into the compound's driveway. The gates closed behind me, and I drove a little longer until I parked behind my parents' car. They didn't drive anywhere, which was why they had a chauffeur. I climbed out and then helped Clear out. She smiled as she walked hand in hand with me. It was early afternoon, and the smell of lunch being prepared was a sign that we had arrived at the right time. Chef Haskins was at it again, and I couldn't wait to see what he cooked up.

Clear looked around the mansion as we exited the foyer and bypassed the living room to head to the sunroom, where my parents waited for us. My heartbeat sped up a bit because I wasn't sure how they would take me having a daughter, but I knew it wouldn't be how Melvin's punk ass treated Clear. We rounded the corner, and Al Green's latest hits album met us before my parents. When we entered the sunroom, my parents were slow danced to the music. I loved their marriage. They seemed so happy and in love even though it was arranged. Pops held my mama from the back while he whispered something in her ear that made her laugh like a schoolgirl. Those two were something else.

I cleared my throat, and they turned and looked at me, then down at Clear. Their smiles morphed into looks of confusion. "Pops and Mama, I'd like you both to meet my daughter, Clear Views Clips. Clear, this is your other grandpa and grandma. These are my parents." I picked up when I felt her little hand squeeze mine. "It's alright, sweetheart. You're safe."

Clear looked at me. "Are they not mean like my other grandpa?" she asked in a soft voice.

"No, sweetheart." I kissed her forehead. We looked back at my parents, and Mama was the first to step up.

"Come here, itty bitty. I'm Grandma Melba. It's so nice to meet you." My mama opened her arms, and Clear went to her. They hugged each other, and my mom wore the biggest smile I'd ever seen.

My pops walked over and stopped in front of them. "Hey, baby girl. I'm your grandpa." He opened his arms, and Clear went to him. Pops held her tight before looking at me. "From your response, I take it that Melvin acted a fool."

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