Love Sex & Mayhem 2

By Chastity Adams

Love is like a drug, and sex is one of the most powerful forces known to man. When blended together these two things can be very explosive, sometimes causing more pain than pleasure. A lesson Andre is learning the hard way. After constant tricks and treason causes him to be arrested and wrongfully accused of several heinous criminal activities. He is forced to fight for his freedom, sanity, and the only woman he’s ever loved amidst all the mayhem trying to destroy him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chastity Adams
• Release date: Jan 22, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370954933

Chastity Adams

Chastity Adams was born on May 31, 1982 in Wilson North Carolina. She grew up in the small town Stantonsburg, North Carolina. She was raised by her grandmother, Josephine Jacob Johnson. Because of her shyness, the things that she wanted to express but could not say seemed to come out easier on paper. And when she was eleven years old her grandmother bought her a diary as a Christmas gift. Which Chastity soon realized that not only was writing fun, it was also therapeutic, and there was power in putting a pen to paper. She immediately fell in love with the passion of being able to creatively express herself. Her writing started out simple with diary entries and poetry. When she got to high school and became involved in relationships, drama, sex, all the trials teenagers go through, she began recording these events in the form of short stories, pulling inspiration from friends and classmates, along with her own personal experiences which brought her stories to life. After the passing of her grandmother on December 3, 1999, Chastity started writing more and more, sometimes all day, writing was her outlet from the pain she constantly felt as she tried to adjust to life without her grandmother. Chastity Adams started out as a self-published author under the pen name Miss Radiance pushing her work with the help of amazon.com, Createspace, and Kindle Direct Publishing. She did this for two years until she signed with G Street Chronicles in January 2015. This deal opened doors to a new reading market for her, and also made it possible for her to meet, get to know, and be inspired, by her now Mentor Best Selling Author of The Pussy Trap Series...NeNe Capri. No longer affiliated with G Street Chronicles and back on her grind as an independent author, she felt it was time for a new, sexier, more edgy and mature brand so Chastity Adams was born. She has currently released her first of many novels to come. Her first erotic romance titled Treacherous Desire is available on amazon.com and Queencitybullies.com. She is also working on her next release Unsacred Matrimony, schedule to be released this fall, as well as many other literary works opportunities. Chastity Adams is dedicated to becoming an all-around literary business woman. Her career is her passion so if she could choose one thing to do for the rest of her life, writing would definitely be it. When you have something that you love and it completes you, like writing does for Chastity Adams there's nothing that can compare to that type of joy and happiness. Although she is very shy and still at times struggles with expressing herself verbally, something magical happens when she puts her pen to paper. Everything she wants to say and everything she feels oozes out. Chastity Adams is a single mother of one little girl, who is the light of her world, her ultimate pride and joy. Chastity Adams writes because of the love and passion she has for her craft, her main purpose is to entertain, take away stress and anxiety, or just brighten up someone else's day with her characters and the stories they tell. Please join Chastity Adams on her journey and enjoy the many blessings as they unfold.

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Love Sex & Mayhem 2

A Novel

By

Chastity Adams

Copyright © 2017 Chastity Adams

C. Adams Presents, LLC

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.

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CHAPTER 1

Uuunnhh…Dorian…yes, Daddy…harder! Al-Nisa moaned.

Did you miss Daddy? Dorian groaned, penetrating her deeper from behind.

Yes…baby…yes, I missed you so much!

Well act like it… give me that pussy!

It’s yours Daddy… it’s yours!

Dorian’s heart raced, and his temperature rose as he stroked Al-Nisa harder. He grabbed her cheeks, spread them, and pushed all his inches inside her slow and steady, pacing himself.

Aahhh…ssss…shit! Damn baby…! Dorian groaned feeling his nut coming on strong and fast. Ooohhh…ssss…. Dorian released fast and hard inside Al-Nisa.

Al-Nisa leaned further into the mattress, spread her thighs wider, and threw her pussy back at Dorian as he continued to hit her G-spot.

Uuunnhh…y…yes…yes, Daddy…please, Dorian! Al-Nisa moaned loudly.

Her body shook uncontrollably, as a much-needed orgasm took over her body, and erupted from her soul. After releasing they stayed in position, Dorian kissed Al-Nisa’s neck, shoulders, and lower back, before pulling out.

Ah, I love you…I love you so much! He panted.

I love you too! Al-Nisa moaned and turned to face him.

Dorian still rock hard, cradled over her, looked down into her eyes, and passionately kissed her lips. He was about to crawl between her thighs and slide back inside her, but Al-Nisa’s cell phone interrupted them.

I have to get the phone, Dorian, Al-Nisa said.

Come on baby just let it go to voice mail, Dorian begged.

No, it has to be important for someone to call this late. It might be Kierra or Angel. I have to get it, just keep big daddy ready for me. Al-Nisa licked her lips, seductively

You already know it stays ready for you, Dorian smacked Al-Nisa’s ass, smiling lustfully.

Al-Nisa grabbed the phone and looked at the caller I.D. not recognizing the number she was hesitant to answer, but her spirit told her she should anyway.

This is Al-Nisa.

Is this the mother of Kierra Murphy? the strange woman asked.

Yes, is there something wrong? Al-Nisa listened intently, as the woman tried explaining something unfathomable to her.

Ma’am are you still there? the woman questioned.

Al-Nisa didn’t know what to say; she sat frozen in thought and emotion. Dorian knew whoever was on the phone had given her bad news, it was rare that his wife was at a loss for words.

Baby who is that…what they say? Dorian asked.

When Al-Nisa didn’t respond, he took the phone and spoke to the person himself.

This is Dorian, Al-Nisa’s husband. Who am I speaking with? Dorian spoke firmly.

Sir as I was trying to explain to your wife. I am a nurse from Georgetown Memorial; I regret to inform you that your daughter was rushed to the ER with critical stab wounds. I can’t give you the extent of her injuries, but it is imperative that you and your wife get here soon.

Dorian now was in the same state of mind as Al-Nisa, but quickly shook it off knowing that; he had to be strong and lead his family, no matter what the situation or how painful the reality.

We’re on our way. Dorian hung up the phone and looked over at Al-Nisa, now in tears. He walked over to her, pulled her into his arms, and held her tight as she started sobbing.

Baby we don’t know the circumstances yet. We have to remain calm until we find out what’s happening. He kissed Al-Nisa’s wet face, looked into her eyes, and wiped her tears. ’Kierra would want you to keep the faith and stay strong.

I can’t lose my baby, Dorian…I can’t lose my baby! Al-Nisa repeatedly sobbed.

We’re not going to lose her, let’s shower, get dressed and go be by her side, Dorian spoke calm and in control, but his heart wanted to scream out the same words his wife had just said. He didn’t know what he was going to do if he lost Kierra, she was his pride and joy.

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Immediately upon arriving at the hospital, they met the nurse who’d called and was escorted to a private waiting room so that they could speak to Kierra’s doctor.

I guess I better call Angel and Jr, Al-Nisa paced the floor, arms folded, and hands shaking.

Come have a seat baby and try to relax. I’ll call Angel and Jr. and Kierra’s friends. Dorian reached for Al-Nisa’s hand, pulled her on his lap, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed the back of her neck. It’s going to be okay, He said confidently.

Al-Nisa turned, looked at him, and rolled her eyes. How do you know that Dorian? We don’t know what’s happening back there, and they haven’t told us anything yet, She snapped.

I know that I also know our baby girl is strong. Sit down, breath, and try not to worry too much. I’m gonna step out into the hallway and make the calls.

Al-Nisa sat in the chair, put her head down, and ran her fingers through her curly hair. She shut her eyes, meditated, and prayed, as tears ran down her face. Dorian stepped into the hallway and called the family and all of Kierra’s friends. After ending his final call, he noticed a doctor with a nurse alongside him walking in their direction.

Hi Sir are you here for Kierra Murphy? the doctor asked.

Yes, I’m her father, how is she? Dorian felt a lump form in his throat.

Mr. Murphy I’m Doctor Langston, I think it’ll be best if I talk to you and your wife together.

Okay, Dorian lead Doctor Langston into the waiting room.

Al-Nisa still had her head down, praying and meditating when she heard the door open and shut. She looked up, saw Dorian with the doctor and nurse standing next to him. Her heart skipped beats, and her stomach did somersaults as she stood to greet them.

Please tell me my daughter is okay, She begged.

Mrs. Murphy why don’t you and Mr. Murphy have a seat. Doctor Langston suggested.

Al-Nisa sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. If it’s all right with you we’d rather stand. Now quit beating around the bush and tell us what the hell is wrong with our daughter. Al-Nisa was beginning to lose patience.

Doctor just tell us how our baby girl is doing? Dorian intervened.

Well, Kierra suffered a severe stab wound to her abdomen. The blunt force trauma from the knife hit her abdomen aorta causing severe internal bleeding. She lost a lot of blood, she flat line for sixty seconds…

Oh…God, not my baby! Al-Nisa gasped, then burst into tears. Dorian held her in his arms, as they intently let Doctor Langston finish.

But she’s a fighter; we were able to bring her back, Doctor Langston gave them a reassuring look.

So, she’s okay? Al-Nisa questioned.

Well her heart rate dropped very low, which will keep her unconscious for a while, but thankfully none of her organs were punctured, and her vitals are strong. So, when she wakes up, she should make a full recovery. However, I regret to inform you that the trauma she suffered caused her to lose her baby.

Baby? Dorian eyed Al-Nisa strangely.

I’ll tell you later, Kierra’s going to be devastated, Al-Nisa replied.

You will be allowed to see her, soon as she’s settled in her room. Again, my apologies and I wish you all the best of luck if you have any questions or need anything during this painful ordeal give me a call anytime. Doctor Langston handed Dorian his card.

So how long do you think she’ll be unconscious? Dorian asked.

That is out of my hands; it could be minutes, hours, days, or weeks it’s all up to Kierra now. I must get back to your daughter; the nurse will be back in shortly.

Al-Nisa exhaled into Dorian’s arms. Thank God she’s going to be okay.

Yes see I told you our baby girl is a fighter, even the doctor said so. She gets that from her mother, you should be proud, Dorian tried to lighten the mood.

Al-Nisa’s worry immediately turned into rage. I swear Andre is going to pay for this, Al-Nisa barked.

Not if I get my hands on him first, Dorian conquered. He’d only met Andre once and thought he was okay, but the fact that he’d knocked up his daughter and caused her such turmoil. Had him thinking a lot differently.

CHAPTER 2

So, you like hurting women huh? The interrogating detective asked. She was a Pecan-Brown skinned woman, with black hair, light brown eyes, and stood about five feet nine inches tall. Dressed in gray pants, and a white collared shirt with her badge hanging around her neck.

I ain’t saying shit until someone lets me call my lawyer. Andre leaned back in the chair and folded his arms.

They allowed him to make one phone call; he called the only lawyer he knew, and he got a rude awakening. Al-Nisa was too heated to speak with Andre, so she passed the phone to Dorian.

Who is it? Dorian asked with a raised brow.

Andre, Al-Nisa replied frowning.

Dorian snatched the phone from Al-Nisa, fumed. You have some nerve calling boy, he snapped. He looked over at Kierra still unconscious and shook his head.

Mr. Murphy…

Andre, did you think my wife would talk to you after what you did?

What are you talking about?

The police just left here and told us what you did to Kierra. You better pray that my baby is all right, or prison will be the least of your worries.

Mr. Murphy I didn’t hurt Kierra.

That’s not what the police said.

Just ask Kierra.

Stay the hell away from my daughter and don’t call my wife again, her services are no longer available to you.

But I didn’t…

Dorian hung up before Andre could finish. Andre rubbed his hand over his face and roughly exhaled. He didn’t know what to do now; he didn’t want his father and siblings knowing what had happened. So, he went back to the interrogation room and figured he’d have to do whatever he needed to do to save himself. He wasn’t sure why everyone thought he’d hurt Kierra but he was desperate to find out what was going on.

Okay officer… Andre began.

"Officer Whitmore. No luck finding a lawyer?" she sarcastically commented.

"I don’t need a lawyer