Baller Wives Club "And I Am Telling You (Cont'd.) Episode #9


"And I Am Telling You" (Cont'd) Episode #9



I wheeled my car around the circular driveway and shifted the gear into Park. I sat there looking at my home, the one I shared with Damon. The one I picked out, the one he paid for because I wanted it. I showered at the hotel but still felt the silkiness between my legs from being with Brian for the past few hours. I could tell he missed me. His love making was especially brutal when he did. I sat there looking at the windows and doors, the landscaping and the yard. It was beautiful and it was mine and his; it was ours. I sat there and waited, on what? I was unsure of but I waited to feel something, guilt, remorse; anything, but I felt nothing. I opened my car door and got out. I walked into the house and into the family room where Damon was sitting watching game highlights.

“Hey baby” I greeted

“Come here Taji” he said, he sounded serious. I walked over and sat beside him. I didn’t want to sit too close and risk him smelling Brian on me so I sat and crossed my legs tight.

“Yes, baby” I smiled at his profile. He didn’t turn to look at me

“Where were you?” he asked calmly

“You know where I was. I ran over to my sisters, she needed to talk”

“Taji, I rode by your sister’s, both of their houses. I rode by Gabriella’s too and your car was at neither one of their houses. I drove around looking for you at all of your usual spots. Then I rode by The Mandarin Hotel and I saw your car there. My first mind was to wait and see who you were there with and run up on you both but I couldn’t, I can’t risk my career like that so I left. It was the best choice because had I stayed and waited for you to come out with whoever you were with, this conversation wouldn’t be taking place and I’d be in the back of a police cruiser. Damon turned towards me and for the first time I saw pure hurt, the hurt that was so familiar to me, I knew it all too well. It was a deep dull hurt that you couldn’t reach, a pain that could not be soothed by words or a thousand “I’m Sorrys”. It was a hurt that cut deep and left a mark, one that changed your heart and took a piece of the love you felt away. He was wounded.

I gave no reaction but I had to gather myself, I was taken off guard. I had to think quick and answer him without hesitation.

“Babe what are you talking about? I was at Siovaughn’s house. She needed to talk so we went for a drive and yes we did end up on Brickell and we both ran into The Mandarin Hotel to use the restroom, on the drive we killed an entire bottle of white wine, she’s going through some tough times. Darryl is cheating on her and she needed me” I gave smoothly with my heart beating in my chest like an African drum. I looked at Damon with a straight face and he looked at me with eyes seeking the truth. I didn’t move, I held firm in my lie. I searched his eyes and saw a glimmer of surrender and I went in for the kill.

“You know that I love you and until you no one has ever loved or cared to love me. I would never do anything to hurt you Damon, trust and believe me. Watching her come apart like that because she knows that her husband is cheating was hard to see and I would never cause pain on you like that. I would never do anything to hurt you Damon, you are my everything”

Damon held my gaze and I held his. I didn’t know if he believed me or what was coming next. I held my breath.


“Come here” he reached for me “Is she okay?” he asked bringing my head to his chest.

“No, she’s devastated and I can’t do anything to help but watch her cry out in pain. It was awful babe”

“Sssshhhh” he held me tight “Damn Darryl” he said under his breath and I closed my eyes tight. “No matter what Taji, I’m here and I know things were hard for you in the past but you’ll never have to see days like that again. You have me and I made a vow to you and I will uphold that vow with my life. I promise you that”.


Damon pulled away to look down at me. I lifted my head to meet his eyes and he leaned in and kissed me. “I love you”

“I love you too” I gave back. He leaned in and kissed me again this time more passionately, I gave him my tongue. I allowed his hands to caress my body and I gave into the feeling of him touching me lovingly. He reached under my shirt and found my nipples sitting hard in my bra, he ran his fingers across them. He sank deeper into my kiss then moved from my lips to my neck then to my now exposed breasts. He peeled my shirt from my body and unhooked my bra in seconds. He stood me up and undid my pants then pulled his sweats down. I looked down at his hard nakedness, he was ready. He took my hand and guided me towards him and I straddled him. He lifted me up enough to rub the velvet head of his penis against the wet slit of my p**** and he slid in. Damon moaned as I did too. He was far larger than Brian so nothing would be detected; he still stretched me as he penetrated even after all these years. Damon guided himself all the way into me leaving nothing to spare. I cried out as he began to rock taking my breasts into his mouth. I cupped his head into my arms and rocked back. I thought of the lie I told and how he’d believed me. He believed me because he wanted to maybe even needed to. My husband loved me and I appreciated his love, I’m just unsure if I could ever love him back the way he needs me to.




 It has been three weeks since Priscilla’s text message came to my phone, I didn’t respond to her. I didn’t know what to say or how to answer back so I convinced myself that it was an error. In the past weeks there had been nothing more and that was proof enough to me that it was an error, she’d sent it to the wrong number. Then my phone vibrated and chimed, it was 2:30 a.m. and the team was away in Chicago. Normally Reid wouldn’t call at this hour because he’d be asleep in preparation for the game. I grabbed my phone and opened the text. “I have a car coming by to pick you up. Be ready in 20minutes…. P.A.”.

“Excuse me” I said aloud sitting up in my bed

“I’m afraid you have the wrong number” I answered and waited then my phone vibrated and chimed again

“I have the right number Gabrielle be ready in 20 minutes…I don’t like to wait….Priscilla”

“What in the hell? What is this about? It’s 2:30 in the morning?” I typed frantically

“The driver will be there in 20 minutes I have instructed him to wait an additional 5 minutes then leave. If you are not in the car your husband will be dismissed from the Sharks tomorrow. Do you want that?...Be ready”.


I read the text and felt my whole body shake. Why was she saying this about Reid being cut from the team, for what? I thought to call him but dropped the phone. He didn’t need to hear that coming from the owner’s wife. My head was in a daze, it didn’t understand what was going on. I felt threatened and in danger, was this some sick joke? I was just ordered by the Priscilla Aires, the wife of the owner of my husband’s organization to get dressed and be ready to leave my home at 2:30 in the morning. I have no clue of who’s coming or where they are taking me. I know nothing about this woman other than she is Russian and she’s half the age of her husband. Was she going to kidnap me and smuggle me somewhere? I know the Russian Mafia is into human trafficking really heavy. I threw the covers back, slid out of the bed and dropped on my knees, crossed myself and kissed my fist to the sky as I prayed.  My hands were shaking and when I stood I realized that my whole body was shaking. I ran over to the closet and grabbed a track suit and sneakers, it was the best attire incase I needed to run for my life. I pulled my hair into a ponytail then knotted it into a bun. I wore a watch and earring in case I didn’t return, I could snatch a piece of jewelry off and leave it somewhere so they’d know that foul play was involved. I learned that from the ID Channel. I grabbed a pen and my note pad and left a note for Reid just in case I ended up missing.


My Love,

I don’t know what is happening but Priscilla Aires, has contacted me, she has sent over a car to pick me up from our home. It is 2:30 in the morning and I don’t know what it’s about. She only said that if I didn’t come, you’d be dismissed from the team by tomorrow morning. I don’t know what’s going on and I am scared. If you find this note that means that I am missing or dead.


I Love You,



I heard the car pull up as I signed my name. I rushed over to the window and peeked out, it was a Black Limousine. Limousines were not used in kidnappings but still I was afraid. I grabbed my purse and my keys and walked out the door. I walked slowly towards the limousine and the driver in a dark suit and expressionless face got out and opened the backdoor for me. I hesitated and looked in.

“Hello” Priscilla greeted from the extended bench, she was dressed in a sheer and sequenced dress and designer shoes. Her face was beautiful and emotionless. She looked as if she’d just left an exclusive party thrown and attended by billionaires only  “Come In” she ordered.  I slid in slowly and didn’t move. The driver closed the door behind me then in seconds he slid into the driver’s seat up front. The black tinted plexi glass petition slid upwards closing us off from him as he drove off.

“What is this about?” I asked nervously

“Champagne?” she offered pointing to the bottle chilling in an ice bucket next to her

“No, I don’t want any champagne. I want to know why you are threatening my husband’s job?”

“Come Gabrielle, drink with me” she said playfully

“No!” I answered “Tell me what’s going on!”

“I said drink!” she said with finality, her eyes with fixed in fire and something told me that she is never told “No”. She poured champagne in a flute and handed it to me. I accepted.

“Let’s toast” she ordered her Russian accent seeping through

“To what?”

“To me and you and to Reid staying on the team”

“What?” I asked

“Gabrielle” she called as she slid from her chair over to the one next to me. “Drink” she lifted the glass to my lips and the content spilled into my mouth. “We both know that Reid has been f****** up and his position is in jeopardy. My husband discusses everything with me and I am highly influential in his decision making. My husband is highly fed up with yours and he is ready to release him from the team without a trade option. But unlike my husband I see the good in all bad situations”.


Priscilla moved her hand and ran it along my cheek. “It will be good to save your husband’s job, no?”

She then leaned in, slid her hand into my track suit jacket and kissed me in the mouth.

“Fuck me tonight and save your husband’s job tomorrow” she whispered removing her dress straps from her shoulder exposing her bare breast.

I dropped my champagne flute, I was frozen. 

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Comment by Bonita on February 8, 2013 at 11:20pm

time for Gabby to take one for the team

Comment by Moving In Silence on February 8, 2013 at 11:39pm
Damn Priscilla is NOT playing!
Comment by mavsbabe41 on February 9, 2013 at 2:46pm
These damn cliff hangers, lol. I hope Gabby comes back alive.
Comment by Carla Jenkins on February 9, 2013 at 3:34pm

@Mavsbabe41 Me too. Priscilla is that Frenemies chick straight from Investigation Discovery (ID) channel.  At least Gabby has the text messages as proof.I don't think Priscilla is smart enough to use a burner phone.

Comment by HisADDiction on February 9, 2013 at 7:51pm
Lol. I think I missing a few but this was good
Comment by HisADDiction on February 9, 2013 at 7:51pm
Lol. I think I missing a few but this was good
Comment by Future Socialite on February 10, 2013 at 9:59am

Taji needs to leave Brian alone. She was too close to getting caught. And Gabrielle better take one for the team. Otherwise she won't have a team to root for. That's still crazy though. Is Priscilla gay? Or just Bi? Or Idk, she's crazy though.

Comment by BLOW on February 10, 2013 at 1:06pm
I need to catch up on this, this my first time reading and this s*** is juicy!!!
Comment by Ms.Dimples on February 11, 2013 at 2:36pm

That was a close call for Taji. She better quit while she's ahead. (and it was almost over for her) & Gabrielle..I agree with everyone else. She gotta take one for the team! *I need to read the others because I really enjoyed this read.


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