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BIG KAI'S POV 

"You said you didn't kidnap my son, am I right?" I asked, hitting the bottom of my cigar on a glass plate.

"Yes, sir,"

"You found him where?" I asked without looking at her.

"In....in the dumpster," she stuttered.

The fucking dumpster.

I scoffed.

Fucking shit.

I am still going to deal with the motherfucker that placed my fucking kid in a fucking dumpster.

How dare they?

The motherfucker is still out there and I am going to get him.

I put down my cigar and got on my feet.

I walked around the table, putting my hands into my pockets and I walked towards the white girl.

Her trembling increased as she took shaky steps back while I approached her.

I stood in front of her, noticing her five feet three compared to my six feet seven.

Tiny white bitch.

Another reason she could be telling the truth.

Fucking tiny and weak.

Her gaze rested everywhere but on me as she held onto Lil Kai tightly.

"Bitch, you tryna squeeze my kid to death?!"

She flinched, looking up at me momentarily as she released Lil Kai.

"I'm sorry," she muttered, lowering her gaze again.

I moved my eyes to my kid. Lil dude still playing with his white girl's hair.

I never thought he would like blonde hair.

I feel it is too early to start expecting a white daughter-in-law soon.

I reached for his curls, caressing them gently.

I was beyond worried.

I refused to think my fucking enemies had killed him to get back at me.

They won't fucking dare step on my toes like that.

But what this white girl is saying....

I moved my eyes to her. She is still trembling.

I scoffed internally.

Them fucking white girls.

Scared kitty cats.

I withdraw my hand from my son's hair and put it in my pocket.

"Mia Jefferson."

She cringed, still staring at the fucking floor.

"Look at me when I fucking talk to you, goddamnit!"

She flinched again, lifting her brown eyes at me, and gulped.

"You didn't kidnap my son,"

She shook her head.

"Speak up," Caleb ordered.

"N...no, sir,"

"I don't believe you,"

Her eyes twitched and she shook her head.

"I...I found him in a dump.."

"Shut it,"

She gulped.

"You must make me believe you didn't fucking kidnap my son,"

She furrowed her brows slightly.

"You claim to have taken care of him for weeks huh?"

She nodded. "Ye....yes, sir."

"Then you have to continue from where you fucking stopped. You are his nanny from now on."

Her brown eyes trembled as they stared at me.

"You are going to take care of him under my watch,"

She gulped.

"And when I say under my watch, I mean under my fucking watch."

She kept staring at me.

"I will be watching you. You feel me, white girl?"

She furrowed her brows.

I heaved a slight sigh.

"Do you understand me, white girl?"

She gulped. "Ye....yes sir,"

"I am going to be watching your every move. Every fucking step. Every fucking action."

Her eyes twitched.

"If I pick up a single negative thing, your head will be my new basketball,"

She froze.

"But first, I will shave your hair. Style it on a dummy so Lil Kai can play with it as much as he wants,"

Her trembling eyes lowered on Lil Kai momentarily and then back at me.

"Since he loves it so much," I added.

She gulped again, trembling.

"Don't fuck with me,"

She lowered her gaze.

"You got something to say?"

She looked at me momentarily and opened her mouth to speak.....

"The fuck you think you have the right to say shit?!"

She flinched.

"Are you fucking serious right now?!"

"I...I am..I..."

"Take this bitch outta my sight, Caleb," I ordered, turning to my desk.

"This way," Caleb said as I picked up my phone from my desk and unlocked it.

The door opened and closed as I stared at a voice text from Reeko.

I clicked on it and it played:

"Bitch just white as her fucking skin, OG. She got no dirt on her. She be living on her own and she got a mother, a sister, and a stepfather. Bitch's clean as fuck. I don't understand her connection with Lil Kai. She might be telling the truth about finding Lil Kai in a fucking dumpster. That shit is crazy, OG."

I moved my eyes to my screen as he went on.

"We finna kill them motherfucker who try play with you like that. I'm already working on it, OG. You don't have to worry yourself. I'm glad Lil Kai is home. I will send him a welcome home gift soon."

I walked towards my seat and sat on it as I stared at my computer screen. I pressed a button and videos of all the rooms in my mansion appeared.

I drew up the tool on my phone screen to send a voice text. Without taking my eyes off the computer, I moved the phone closer to my lips.

"When you find the morons, bring their souls to me."

The send sound went off as I moved my mouse, taking the control arrow to a particular room video, and clicked.

It zoomed.

Caleb walked into the room and the white girl followed him behind.

Her eyes roamed the room as she walked in nervously.

No potholes about you, white girl.

I am still not satisfied.

I am going to figure it out myself.

One wrong move.

Just one wrong move.