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Chapter 13

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” Kamari said to his wife.

Demi had worked hard for the past two weeks as co-counsel on a big case that they’d won. She was trying hard to make a name for herself at the firm and she was doing good so far.

“I’m proud of you too, boo. I know that it wasn’t easy to enter the working world for the first time, but you did it,” Demi said as she pecked her husband’s lips.

Kamari was sexy as hell in his button-down dress shirt and slacks. His chocolate skin was smooth like butter and Demi wanted to rip his clothes off right there in the car.

“You know I’ll do anything for you.” Kamari smiled as he opened the car door for her.

He and Demi had gone out to dinner and a play to celebrate their accomplishments. Kamari wasn’t a big fan of all the singing that he’d just witnessed, but it made his wife happy. Their steak dinners at Ruth Chris ended their night perfectly. All he wanted to do now was go home and fall asleep inside of his wife. It was Sunday and he couldn’t take off the next day since he had just started working, but he was tempted to.

“Let’s stop and get something to drink,” Demi suggested.

“I’ll get you something, but I have work in the morning,” Kamari replied.

She didn’t drink very often, but she felt that she deserved to get wasted and lay up for the rest of the day and the next. She had met Cam for breakfast the Friday before, but he knew that she was spending the entire weekend with her husband. That would be the first two days that the friends didn’t spend together since they met. They tried out the new restaurant that she suggested and she and Cam were both satisfied. Demi had found a spiked ice coffee that she would have given her life for. Cam fell in love with the lobster and shrimp omelet and banana foster pancakes. IHOP was a thing of the past for them both since they had found something better.

“What do you feel like sippin’ on?” Kamari asked when he pulled up to the liquor store.

“Get a few different things and I’ll decide on one of two of them,” Demi replied.

She used the time that her husband was out of the car to respond to Cam’s message. He was telling her about what his mother told him and Demi offered her advice, just like always. She didn’t mind accompanying him to make sure that he was straight, but his mother had already beat her to it.

“I got enough shit to last us for the rest of the month,” Kamari laughed when he came back to the car with three bags and handed them to his wife.

Demi inspected the contents of the bags as her husband drove them home. She couldn’t wait to slip on her new lingerie and parade around the house for her man. She had a clear schedule for the next few days, courtesy of her boss for doing such a great job on the case that they’d won. If Kamari wouldn’t have just started working, she would have planned a romantic getaway, just like she always did.

“I’ll carry one,” Demi said when they pulled up in their driveway.

She grabbed one of the bags, along with her purse, and got out of the car. Kamari grabbed his gun from under the seat and put it in his waistband. He took the other two bags and followed his wife up the steps. Demi took the keys from her purse and opened the front door. Before they had a chance to walk inside on their own, they were being forcefully pushed into their house. Demi’s heart dropped when she eyed three masked men standing there with guns trained on her and Kamari. The bag of liquor that she carried fell to the floor and started leaking. She was too nervous to even hold on to it. The alarm was blaring because she never had a chance to turn it off.

“The fuck?” Kamari yelled as he looked on in horror.

He and Demi were both so anxious to get inside that they never even paid attention to their surroundings. Kamari had never been caught slipping like that and he was pissed that it happened when his wife was around. He had a gun, but it was of no use to him.

“Shut that fucking alarm off!” one of the men yelled while facing Demi.

She jumped at the sound of his booming voice, but he didn’t have to repeat himself. With shaky hands, Demi attempted to shut the alarm off, but she entered the wrong code. She had three attempts before the police showed up to their house, but she and Kamari would probably be dead by then. She was too nervous and her hands weren’t cooperating with her head.

“Enter that shit wrong one more time and that’ll be the last thing you do,” the man threatened while pressing the gun into Demi’s forehead.

“She’s nervous man. Let me do it,” Kamari offered.

Another one of the men walked him over and the alarm stopped almost instantly. Demi felt a little relief for that, but not very much.

“The fuck do y’all want?” Kamari asked, like he didn’t know.

“You already know what it is nigga, give it up!” one of the men yelled while all three of them pointed their guns at the couple.

“We don’t have anything. There’s nothing for us to give,” Demi said as tears cascaded down her cheeks.

“We can be in and out of this bitch in two minutes, but that’s up to y’all. You can give it up willingly or we can make you give it up. Just know that if I have to work hard for it, ain’t none of y’all leaving here alive,” one of them noted.

“Ain’t shit to give up. You trying to kill a nigga for nothing,” Kamari replied.

“That’s how you wanna play it?” one of the men asked.

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