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cheeks, it made him more aggressive. He made an ugly face when he came inside of her, uglier than he already was. Even though the tiny-dick bastard finished quickly, the whole scenario seemed to be playing out in slow motion. Every second seemed like an hour.
    Unique almost gagged when she thought about this low-down dirty troll’s semen mixing with Kennard’s, like some vile, disgusting soup congealing in a pot. She thought about the man she loved with all her heart.
    She cried.
    During all the things she had been through—serving time in a federal prison for crimes that she had not committed, working in the Mexican whorehouse, the lies, the betrayals—Unique had never cried. She always found a way to get even.
    “See, I knew some things never change. Same old Unique…”—he leaned in with an evil grin—“with the bomb-ass pussy.” A wicked laugh escaped his lips.
    Unique was boiling with anger as tears continued to stream down her face.
    “I don’t give a fuck about no tears,” Fat Tee said as he stood up and fixed his pants. “That there pussy of yours was the first interest payment on my million fucking dollars. The interest stops when I get all of my money. You heard me?”
    Unique looked at him in total disgust, and when she didn’t answer, he kicked her in the stomach. It knocked the wind out of her … what was left of it anyway.
    Fat Tee grabbed an apple off the counter and looked over his shoulder at her lying on the floor, balled up in the fetal position.
    As he left, he said, “A million fucking dollars, bitch!”

 
    GET HIM BEFORE HE GETS YOU
    Unique took the longest shower of her life. No matter how much she soaped and scrubbed her body, she couldn’t get Fat Tee’s nasty, disgusting stench off her.
    It had taken less than five minutes for Fat Tee to turn the fairy tale she’d been living into a nightmare. Unique just wanted to go back to sleep, and when she woke up, for everything to be like it was. But this wasn’t a movie: this was her life and that was one wish that wouldn’t be granted.
    How can I make this go away? she kept asking herself over and over again.
    Her first thought was to flip the script and do what she had been bred to do. Be the hunter instead of the hunted. How hard would it be for her to get her hands on a gun? Not hard at all, she thought. She’d never killed anyone before, but an ex-boyfriend once told her that killing someone wasn’t difficult. Living with the knowledge that you’ve taken another person’s life, he had said, was the most difficult part but the actual act gave you an adrenaline rush. The old Unique wouldn’t have had any problem whatsoever with knowing that she’d put herself out of the misery and had rid the world of Fat Tee’s low-life ass. But she was neither the same girl she used to be nor did she have any desire to be.
    So, what were her other options? She couldn’t tell Kennard how her jacked-up past had caught up with her. What would she say?
    Hey, honey. I know you said that you didn’t want to talk about our pasts, but I have one little bitty thing to share with you. It’s really no big deal at all. It’s just that back in the day, I used to set niggas up to get robbed, that’s all. I know how it sounds, but it wasn’t really like that. They weren’t like you; they deserved it.… Trust me, this is as hard for me to say as it is for you to hear, but I have to tell you this. There was this one dude that I lived with for one week. Yeah, that’s how long it took for me to rock him to sleep with the pussy. After he broke down and came up off of the combination to his safe and a few other secrets, I passed the information to my boyfriend and gave him the keys to the dude’s house. He stole everything the dude had to his name: drugs, money, furniture, everything. Now the dude has surfaced and wants to collect. He wants a million dollars.
    Not an option at all! She wasn’t trying to send Kennard running, full speed, in the