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Carson and I are surprisingly on good terms. I thank the lord for his kindness that Carson is still speaking to me after what Iskander said to him. We did go on a couple of dates, it was fun, but we need to work on him a little. Why is he so intimidated by me...Iskander said it's because I have a resting bitch face, but who gives a fuck about Iskander anymore.

He's such old news....ugh.

Ok, not going to lie; Iskander is still so fine, but who likes assholes? Genuine pussy ass assholes.

Kenji's also been having sleepovers. He says it's fun to be with Eva; he got her some sunflowers we stole from a sunflower garden and some chocolate. Eva's mother, Evangeline, told me that if Kenji and Eva did stay friends, they would have to stop having sleepovers when they got into eighth grade. She basically insinuates that Kenji and Eva would start getting sexual during sleepovers, which is entirely possible, but, um, I don't know why she's telling me this now. They are both five; it's gonna be a long time.

"When are you going to stop dating that bitch?" Iskander asked as I came through the door.

I just came home from a restaurant; Carson keeps taking me on picnics and restaurants; it's cute and charming, but when is he going to fuck my brains out....or am I just a whore? Whatever, why the hell is Iskander being a bitch.

"That's none of your business."

Iskander stood up. "I'm just asking; I know you don't like good boys."

"I like men, not stupid asshole babies."

Iskander chuckled, grabbing a beer. "You think he's a real man?" He scoffed. "Please."

"It sounds a lot like you are jealous."

"The only thing I could be jealous about is how you handle Kenji."

"Fuck you, Izzie."

"I already did, Rennie."

"Really?! Did you? You're a fucking amateur, then. You fucking suck!"

Iskander got up, his eye twitching in annoyance. "What did you say?"

"I said you sucked, it fucking sucked, you can't fuck a girl for shit. You're a loser!"

Iskander gently pressed me against the wall, taking me by surprise, his hands sliding up my thigh and under my dress. "You weren't screaming and begging for me?"

"No, get off me," I whispered against his lips.

His fingers slid inside my entrance as I gasped, gripping his shoulders. "Iskander, I–"

His fingers pumped in and out of me, slamming up and down my walls sloppily as I arched my back for more. He continuously pounds his fingers into my G-spot for ten seconds as I roll my eyes back. "Oh fuck!" I squealed.

He drilled his fingers in, dragging his fingers through my walls, his thumb pressing against my clit. I moaned loudly as he aggressively moved his fingers from side to side. "Yes, please, please!"

I shuddered as I creamed on his fingers, biting my lip to suppress a loud moan.

"You weren't screaming and begging for me?" Iskander asked again.

I glared at him. "Fuck you."

Iskander smirked, sucking my juices off my fingers. "Someone's angry." He mocked before going into his room. I heard the click. He locked his door, so I wouldn't try to get my lick back.

Estúpido idiota.

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Eva's having a sleepover at our house today. Her mom is going back to work, and so is her dad, and her baby brother is at daycare. They must be rich if they have a five-month-old at daycare. Kenji and Eva begged her mom to let her have a sleepover at our house, so now we have two five-year-olds to care for.

Well, me. Iskander's in Russia, another person to kill. I wonder why I'm not afraid of a man who openly tells me he's not afraid to kill me.

He could never kill me. I dare him to try.

No, don't.

We went to the mall for a while and took some pictures .... Apparently, Kenji and Eva were kissing already, not tongue kissing, like a peck on the lip. I think it's cute, but Eva's mother is going to kill Kenji and me.

Why are five-year-olds getting more action than me?

Never mind, let me not lie, yesterday night, I got a lot of action.

Kenji is surrounded by girls, Carson's daughter Lila, some other girls at school, and Eva. His rizz is immaculate. Lila could be my stepdaughter, maybe...Carson's getting serious, and we've been dating for a little while, barely even enough.

I should be happy that a man is showing he wants a future with me, but I'm not. Plus, Lila likes Kenji, she has a crush on him, and I'm not going to get into it.

Kenji and Eva don't really know what they're doing when they kiss. They call it being the best of friends, but I had to stop it because I didn't want Eva getting in trouble either.

Eva's a gorgeous girl with a hazel skin tone, bronde hair, and sage green eyes. She is a wonderful person. She's friendly and has a beautiful smile; she makes Kenji smile widely too.

After going to the mall, I got them a happy meal. I was feeling good, too; I got my green card, and three to five more years before I'll be an American citizen.

We were now on our way home; Eva and Kenji were asleep, hand in hand. I noticed a black range rover following us for five minutes. I started to panic. I have two kids that aren't biologically mine; I cannot be the reason these kids die.

So when bullets started flying at Iskander's car, I panicked even harder. If they have something, the car is going to blow up. It's an electric car. Eva and Kenji were screaming as I swerved on the streets, trying to escape the black car. "Calm down, please,"

Kenji's lip quivered. "Mommy, I'm scared. We're both scared."

"I know, I know," I tried to stay calm as I was breaking traffic rules. "I need you guys to take your seatbelt off and get on the floor of the car and hug each other, and as soon as we get home, run inside the house, do not wait for me, do not turn around, do you understand?"

Kenji and Eva nodded, lying on the car floor as they hugged each other.

Once they were safe, I called Ivan as another car came into view, shooting rounds at the car. "Hello?"

"Ivan, Ivan! ¡Oh, Dios mío! We're being chased; we're being shot at. Kenji and Eva are in the car and–and–!" I sobbed.

"Calm down, fuck, lose them. I'll be there."

I nodded. "Please do. They're going to kill me and these kids." I made an unexpected turn at the last minute, a risky turn, but I did it, and I drove fast, getting to the house in three minutes. "Out the car now!"

Eva and Kenji jumped out of the car, and I grabbed them, running as fast as I could. The door was already unlocked. Ivan must've unlocked it, and thank god he did because if I had stood there opening the door, I would've been shot down.

A bullet went through the door right after I closed it and locked it.

I ducked onto the floor as the house was attacked, glass broken, falling on top of me and the kids. I held them for dear life as they sobbed.

It seemed like forever, the gunshots were non-stop, but they did stop; after a few minutes, the door opened, and I ushered the kids to stay quiet.

"Renata, Kenji, fuck, where are you?!"

I sighed in relief as Kenji ran to his father. Iskander was bloodied, but I couldn't care less; I was scared shitless, and I had a scared shitless little girl in my arms. Iskander hugged Kenji and then hugged me, squishing Eva a little.

"God, I thought something happened to you."

I wiped my tears. "Who was attacking us?"

"Adele's father, he's in the Greek mafia, fuck."

"She's a princesa de la mafia," (Mafia princess) I whispered.

"Yes, and daddy wants her married...to me."

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Eva's mother came to pick her up. She was frantic when she learned we had been attacked. "How dare you, people!"

"No, mom, it's not–"

"Keep quiet!" Evangeline shouted; she took a deep breath and scoffed. "Your son will never see my daughter again. You guys obviously have no idea what you're doing." She said before dragging Eva along.

"No!" Kenji screamed, and Eva screamed too, but Iskander held Kenji back, and Eva was stuck in her mother's arms.

"Eva's my friend; she's my best of friend."

"I know; I'm sorry, Kenji." Iskander tried, but Kenji shook his head.

"I–I hate her mom, I hate e–everyone who tries to ta–take Eva a–aw–way," he sulked, running to his room to cry.

"Fuck," Iskander ran his fingers through his hair; he was stressed. I don't even know what to do; how do people in this life get used to it? I've been through this once, but I'm shaken up by this one, I had kids with me, too, and they did not care.

Iskander pulled me into his chest, hugging me as if he had read my mind. "I'm sorry, Renata, I'm fucking sorry."

Idk something seems fishy with this chapter bruh.