Every I Love You Isn't True

By Rasheeda Bryant-McNeil

The Banks sisters had it all on the surface, but their lives started to spin out of control after the murders that affected their entire family. One will discover who she really is, one will discover who she is not, and the other will discover who she never wanted to be. Power, money, sex, and betrayal are only the beginning when describing their drama. Loyalty is everything, but they soon find out that everyone isnt loyal. Every I Love You Isnt True will remind you that blood makes you related, but loyalty makes you family.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504921831

Rasheeda Bryant-McNeil

I am the author of Purple Pieces: Inspirational Quotes and Sayings. The color purple represents wisdom. I provide pieces of wisdom in my first book, hence the title. However, I’m exploring different writing genres. While earning a double master’s degree in business management and leadership and marriage family therapy, reading and writing was a great stress reliever. I’m hood raised but book made. My mother always said, “Every smile isn’t real, and every ‘I love you’ isn’t true.” Her quote inspired the title of my second book. Everything I do is dedicated to her. She will forever be the wind beneath my wings.

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2015 RaSheeda M.Bryant- McNeil. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 09/14/2015

ISBN: 978-1-5049-5049-7 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-2183-1 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015915103

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Contents

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Prologue

Chapter 1 Adrianna

Chapter 2 Charisma

Chapter 3 Jullian

Chapter 4 Kendra

Chapter 5 Charisma

Chapter 6 Adrianna

Chapter 7 Kendra

Chapter 8 Jullian

Chapter 9 Adrianna

Chapter 10 Jullian

Chapter 11 Adrianna

Chapter 12 Kendra

Chapter 13 Adrianna

Part 2

Chapter 1 Adrianna

Chapter 2 Nina

Chapter 3 Jullian

Preview of C.R.E.A.M.

Chapter 1 The Beginning

Dedication

To the man who worked all his life doing what he had to do

so that I could live my life doing what I want to do, which is write.

I love you Daddy!

Rest in Heaven

Thomas Jefferson Bryant Sr.

Acknowledgments

Authors Carl Weber, Tracey Brown, Mary B. Morrison,

&

Ashley & JaQuavis

Thank you for having enough courage to share

your style of writing which empowered me to share mine.

Prologue

U hm, baby, yes, take all this dick in your mouth.

I’m sorry, Daddy, for being a naughty girl, I said seductively while preparing to give my man the best lollipop job of his life. I loved it when he talked dirty to me while I was pleasing him. It seemed he’d finally figured out that I was the one for him. After weeks of us arguing and him denying me of this good dick, I was going to suck and swallow every ounce of cum out of him. I wanted to feel him inside of me so bad, but the occasion wouldn’t allow it. I was already dripping down my leg from the excitement of tasting him. If I let him put it in, I knew for a fact that cum and wetness would be all over my dress and my Beyoncé ass. I wouldn’t have time to clean up before the wedding music started, but it didn’t matter, because that night, he would be all mine. I couldn’t wait.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps stop right outside the closed door, breaking my concentration. He must have sensed I was about to stop performing, and to my surprise, he grabbed me harder by the head and started groaning. A part of me wanted to stop. I was scared someone would walk in; however, my pussy started thumping with excitement as I realized he was turned on more by the idea that someone was at the door. I’m about to cum. I’m about to cum! I’m about to cum!!! he said, his voice growing louder each time he said it. Going faster and deeper, he filled my mouth with warm cum. I smiled on the inside and swallowed. Then I seductively started licking his head to make sure I got all of the cum. I heard the door open just as I was cum’n, but since it didn’t seem to faze him, I hadn’t even stopped to look. As he was filling my mouth with what could have been our kids, I looked up at him and into his eyes. His eyes were mesmerizing. As he looked in the direction of the dark oak door the church had just replaced, he had a satisfied look in his eyes and a smile on his face.

The next thing I knew, I felt something cold and hard on the side of my head. Cocked and loaded, I heard a firm voice say. You might as well stay down, bitch, because you’re not getting back up.

CHAPTER 1

Adrianna

I knew I was supposed to be crying my eyes out, playing the devastated fiancée role; however, I couldn’t help but wonder why this bitch Diamond was crying more than everyone else at this damn funeral. As I sat there pretending to be listening to the pastor, my mind replayed how it all began.

Diamond ran the naked safe house for my fiancé, Bossman, and my sister Jullian’s fiancé, West. I had never liked the bitch but put up with her late-night and all-day phone calls to my man, because as long as she was helping to make our money, I was able to spend it. Bossman and West had her check in every hour to confirm via phone call or text that everything was on track. West had the day shift for all confirmations, from sunup to sundown, and Bossman handled all confirmations from sundown to sunup.

One late night, I was about to go in on her ass for calling when Bossman let me in on a well-kept secret: Diamond was West’s jump-off. My first reaction was to call my sister immediately and tell her about her man, but Bossman encouraged me otherwise. Wifey, he said, taking the phone out of my hand and looking me straight in my green eyes, in this game of life, there are sacrifices to be made, and this is one of them.

With a fuck-out-of-here face, I rhetorically said, What does that have to do with my loyalty to my sister, Boss? Do you actually think I’m gonna sit on this vital information? I can’t have my sister out here thinking she’s the only when, in fact, she is just the top-notch bitch, I said with my head cocked to the side and my right hand on my hip.

Truth be told, my sister Jullian was a ten, but I’d heard Diamond was a ten in the sheets and a ten on the streets. That hoe had one up, which meant competition, and competition had to be eliminated.

He knew I was about to be on ten. He was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, wearing an all-white linen outfit that looked as if it had been tailor-made to his chocolate skin. He took his hands out of his pockets; licked his smooth, thick lips; rubbed his chin; and then proceeded to walk over to me like a boss. I loved the way this man walked. Hell, I loved everything about him.

Look, Adrianna, Jullian has a happy home. West makes sure she has everything emotionally and especially financially. What nigga in the game make sure he come home every night before two in the morning just out of respect for his girl? He spoke with the utmost respect for West. I cocked my head to the side and said, A real one. I rolled my eyes and began to turn over in bed, when I felt Boss grab the shit out of me.

Adrianna, don’t make me call you out of your name, and don’t make me lay hands on you. I have never hit a woman unless she was a fiend, but you about one second from feeling me. You hear me? His piercing eyes told me he wasn’t playing, so I shut the fuck up and closed my eyes, hoping he would just get off of me.

I couldn’t take one more sniff of his alcoholic breath, but the smell of alcohol was a signal for Ms. Kitty to start thumping. She knew that when he came home tipsy or drunk, she was going to get licked until she came all over his mouth. I quickly acted submissive, because the sooner I acted as if I agreed, the sooner I could put my plan into action.

As soon as Bossman went to sleep, my ass was dialing Jullian’s phone. Instead of going to sleep or trying to get some, he grabbed his phone to call Diamond back. I heard him explaining why his voice sounded so excited, as if he owed her an explanation or something. I’m cool, baby girl. I just had to take care of the home team first before I could answer. He looked back at me with a devilish grin, grabbed his nine, and then left the room for some privacy.

I knew he was heading to the media room for privacy. I never went in there. I didn’t have time to watch TV. I was about my money. The only thing I wanted to watch was my money stack. He had the room decked out with mirrors all over, so when he was watching a movie, it showed in the mirrors as well. It was a man’s room, with a long black-leather sectional, every game device one could imagine, and a fully stocked minibar. I hadn’t been in there since we moved in. That was his room, and I had mine. We had an office on the first floor beside the library, but he never used it. The library was my room. I monitored my shoe-and-accessory store, DivaStar, from my office, even though I went in every day. I’d learned from Bossman that in order for people to respect you as the boss, you had to be on the scene like the boss. That was one thing he taught me.

To my surprise, he didn’t go to the media room; instead, I heard him at the bar, pouring himself a drink. Thank God our master bedroom was on the bottom floor because I could sneak up on his ass and bust him in the head if necessary. As I tiptoed down the hallway toward the kitchen, I stubbed my darn pinkie toe. At times like this, I hated that I was light skinned, because I bruised easily.

He was so engulfed in his conversation that he didn’t even hear me say, Oh shit!

Like a spy, I hid behind the second staircase, which was located between the breakfast area and the kitchen. After a pause, I heard him say, "Nah, it ain’t like that. I’m the man of this castle just like I’m the king of the safe house. For the last time, Diamond, don’t have your punk-ass brother, Sly, up at my spot. I don’t trust those up-and-coming niggas.