Page 60 of The Filth Kings II

“Good fuckin’ girl, let’s go.”

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The evening air blew into the opened windows as Monni cruised down Sunset. His callous hand rested on my thigh as his rough fingertips drummed to the sound of the beat. As always, Monni drove in silence but would glance over at me every so often with a look of satisfaction on his face. His presence was loud enough in the silence.

I watched him as he drove, with excitement in my core. He was calm as he navigated his truck with one hand gripping the wheel. We entered Hollywood Hills; he slowed down and flicked the blinker. Monni turned onto a quiet palm-lined street tucked in the corner.

I blinked then sat up straight, this area felt different, although we lived on private land this was more peaceful yet still very private.

“Where we going, Monni?” I asked as I continued to glance around at the rows of clean-cut lawns and elegant two-story homes that glowed under the streetlights like something out of a dream.

He didn’t answer at first, he pulled into a driveway of a soft white house with black shutters. It was beautiful, big but not loud. He put the truck in park and turned off the engine. His smooth chocolate skin illuminated by the glow from the dashboard.

“This…” He nodded his head toward the house.

“Is for us.” He finished.

My heart skipped a beat.

“What?” I asked in disbelief.

He opened his door without another word, then came around to mine. He pulled the handle to my door and opened it. I just stared up at him, already feeling my eyes well up with tears.

“It’s for us, Natavi. I’m sorry for not doing this sooner. I should have moved us out of that house the moment that I realized I was in love with you. I told you that you deserved the world. I’m going to give it to you every chance I get. We can start over here, grow more, me, you, and Neosyne…plus, the more babies you have for us…we can add on to this home.” His voice dropped when he said the last part.

I stepped out on trembling legs, before I could utter a word, I collapsed into his chest. He caught me without hesitation, his long strong arms wrapped around me. My tears spilled fast, quiet, and hot, soaking his linen shirt. I stood on my tippy toes and buried my face between his shoulder and neck. All the pain that I’ve been through, I didn’t think that I had these many tears left.

These were happy tears. I understood the type of man Monni was. He was different in his own way. I made sure to let him lead us and trusted him with all of me, now.

“I didn’t think you’d ever leave that house,” I whispered.

“I didn’t either…it was the first thing that I ever owned. My first time not needing anyone. But…you always make me want different and better. You teach me so much without you realizing it,” he murmured against the crown of my head.

I cried harder, it wasn’t just the house, it was what it meant. We was leaving behind the walls stained with old memories. The chaos and pain, that place wasn’t built for love, it was built for his survival against something that he held on tight too. This was a beginning, and I was all for it. He kissed the side of my head, his palm pressed against the small of my back.

“We’re home now. It’s fully furnished but I know you’ll spend the morning ordering and redecorating.” He smirked.

“We staying tonight?” I asked surprised, not realizing that the house was ready now.

“We staying forever.” He nudged me softly.

Chapter29

Natavi

My heels clicked softly on the polished hardwood as I stepped inside of our new home. My heart raced ahead of me as I took in every corner of the room. I could still smell the fresh paint in the air. The foyer opened into a high-ceiling room with floor-to-ceiling windows that let in a lot of light.

I twirled around slowly, in disbelief as Monni nodded his head in approval. We moved through the house together, room by room. The kitchen was modern and wide with marble counters that I couldn’t wait to prepare food on. I already pictured my copper pots on the stove with cook books stocked in the pantry. We walked into the dining room, it was blank and void of a table that I was happy Monni didn’t order yet. I had to get my mind right with colors and the type of furniture I wanted in each room.

I teared up inside of Neosyne’s nursery room. It had soft gray walls and bare shelves. There was a rocking chair on top of a plush charcoal-grey rug. Monni had bought a matching grey baby crib for Neosyne to grow into.I’m going to add shades of navy and royal blue to my baby’s room.I thought to myself as we made our way to other rooms. We had three extra guest rooms which made this house a five bedroom, three bath home. I stepped into our bedroom, and it automatically felt sacred.

I fell in love with the high arched ceilings. Monni had a huge bed already made with crisp satin black sheets, there was a velvet black cover that matched the velvet black- and wine-colored pillows. There was two night stands that matched the bed, two lamps, and two robes handing on the back of the door. I smiled at Monni’s gesture to already make the room just for us.

I stood in the center of it all and spun around slowly with my mouth slightly parted. I already started to redecorate multiple things in my head. I wanted to put a fire place inside of our bedroom. Monni stepped forward until his chest pressed lightly against my back.

“I’ve always been the one in control… It’ll remain that way. In life, in bed, with everything.” He said as he brushed his knuckles along my jaw.

“I’m used to taking, leading, and owning. You let me do that with you so beautifully, Natavi.”

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