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"Did you have fun on your date, mommy?"

I smiled at Kenji as Adele glared at the back of his head. "Yup."

"You went on a date?!" Ivan gasped, and Iskander groaned.

"How did you get my key again?"

"You could never get rid of me." Ivan smiled mischievously.

Iskander changes his lock about twenty times to keep his brother out, but every time, Ivan finds a way. Iskander stopped wasting money on locks a few months back.

"I wish he would." Adele sneered.

Ivan looked at her with disgust. "I know this bitch ain't talking to me."

"Call me a bitch again." Adele got up as I covered Kenji's ears; Iskander went back to scrolling on his phone.

Ivan laughs, holding his stomach and wiping a tear. "Oh, my god, you're so fucking silly. You're dumbass." Ivan continued laughing.

"It's not fucking funny," Adele growled.

"Shut your trap," Ivan snapped. "What are you going to do? Kick my shins?"

I snickered, and Adele glared at me. "Something funny, Mexican?!"

I sighed, removing my hands from Kenji's ears. "Keep on going, Adele; let your son hear how much of a bitch you really are."

Kenji gasped. "Bad word."

"Sorry baby, why don't you go to Eva's house a little earlier."

"Why is he going to someone's house?" Adele shouts.

"Is that any of your damn business, woman?" Ivan sneered.

"Ivan fuck off," Adele gets even more aggressive. "Why is Kenji going to someone's house? He's a five-year-old."

"Yes, he's going to have a sleepover at his new friend's house."

"Excuse me?! A boy and a girl having a sleepover?!"

"They're fucking five; what the fuck are they going to do? Give head?" Ivan says with disbelief.

I blink incredulously, deciding to ignore the dumbass. "Kenji, you're going; get your stuff. Uncle Ivan will drop you."

Kenji nods, worry on his face. "O–ok, b–be ca–careful, mommy."

Adele scoffed when he called me mom. But I was more worried about his stutter. He's anxious, worried. "Don't worry, cariño, go be with your new friend."

Kenji nods, running to his room to get his bag. "I'm ready, uncle Ivan!" He yelled, running back.

Ivan glared at Adele, giving her the middle finger before smiling. "Let's go, buddy," he winked at me before leaving with Kenji.

"Iskander, you're going to let this wannabe American citizen take my child!"

Iskander looked at her with a calm expression, drinking his coffee. "Adele, if you wanted Kenji, if you really wanted to be a mother, you wouldn't be fucking complaining. You've been induced into a medical coma for five years. Kenji doesn't know you. He is five years old, and he is afraid of you because you're trying to force your way into his life. Stop acting like a racist bitch, stop being ignorant and get your shit together."

Adele gasped in disbelief. "You asshole, you belong to me."

"Be serious; I belong to no one. You should know that. You're only alive because one day, Kenji will find out the truth, and I'd rather not have to explain that I killed his biological mother." Iskander rolled his eyes as Adele started screaming dramatically.

I smiled as Iskander walked away into his office; I followed him because I didn't want to be alone with Adele.

He grimaces when he sees me walk through his door. "Get out, now."

I rolled my eyes. "I just want to talk–"

"I don't, fuck off, Renata."

"Calm down; I wanted to–"

"I'm surrounded by desperate bitches," he muttered. "Stop being a desperate slut and fuck off."

Hurt pounds my chest, but I conceal it well. "You obviously have a serious hard-on for desperate sluts then, seeing as yesterday you–"

"Forget about it. You're nothing but–"

"But a tension-reliever? A simple fuck? Do you take me for a fool?" I scoffed.

"Yes, I do. Renata, you shouldn't be playing with fire at your biblical age."

"I like playing with fire, Izzie, especially when it can fuck me well."

"Renata, it will never happen again."

"Why are you so ashamed to like fucking a woman til she's half-conscious?"

Iskander rolled his eyes, sighing. "Does it even sound right coming from your mouth? Half conscious?"

"Who cares? I loved it. I want you."

"Renata, I don't care if you loved it. You should be worried about your life instead of some dick."

"Don't be an asshole."

Iskander looked up from his laptop again. "I already told you I was an asshole. Now get out."

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I sighed; working with children is fun, but when I'm dealing with dumbass parents, I suddenly hate it. How are you going to let your child tell you to shut up?

Not me, that's for sure.

No wonder why people don't want kids; some of these people with kids don't know how to grab that shoe and slap the shit out of them–not like that, but like, my kid tells me to shut up, you best believe their face is going to be swollen.

Don't play.

a/n: tf, I do not agree with this anymore ^ fuck no!

At this point, I'm thinking about anything. Iskander ruined my guts, and he won't do it again; I don't know if it's because he's ashamed of his kinks...or maybe, he really doesn't like me. He's not a guy that would do casual sex. He must've had something for me.

"Yo," Ivan came up to me.

I smiled. "Hey, Ivan."

"You and Iskander together yet," he asked as he tossed me a bag of M & Ms.

I shook my head. "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but no, I think your brother is ashamed of his kinks." I took a handful of M&Ms and shoved it in my mouth.

"No, he's scared you're going to be another Adele. I don't know if you know, but Adele's abusive, very abusive, and Iskander doesn't touch her for one reason, she's the mother of his child. The one time Iskander was going to kill her, she told him she was pregnant. He doesn't kill innocent people, and there was an innocent child inside her, his child."

"How did you feel about her pregnancy?"

Ivan sighed guiltily. "I wanted him to kill her anyway, she was using the baby to manipulate Iskander, and I didn't want her raising the baby with Iskander, two manipulators. I didn't know that it would turn out this way. Kenji's a great kid, and you're a great mother. Iskander sees that. He's just scared to love."

"Why are you telling me this, Ivan."

"Like I said, Adele's only alive for Kenji. You should be dead by now with all your annoying antics, but you're not. He wants you; he's waiting for you to mess up to prove that you're just another gaslighting, selfish, manipulating bitch and he's gonna shove a grenade up your ass."

I know I've said this before but...what type of family is this? What am I getting myself into? Renata, please leave.

"Good, this just makes it easier."

Dumb whore.

Sigh

that's enough for today.