Chapter 2 Let the day begin

Fatima's POV

My name is Fatima Wilson and I come from a long line of kingpins. In my 26 years on earth, Wilson's name is feared everywhere. Every single part of the world. You don't want to mess with us. Even the government. There is a Wilson in every arm of government and that is how we stay in control. I am one of the best criminal lawyers in the country and I also don't play when it comes to the hood life. A training we all go through right from childhood.

My grandfather, Lucious Wilson, is the leader of the squad, while my grandmother, Pat Wilson is his right-hand man. My father, Tony Wilson and his other four siblings, Cole, Ameer, Ameerah, and Dahlia Wilson handle various units of business and it spreads across to wives and husbands and children and and grandchildren. Wilson is a family business and we are closely knit. With a long string of hotels, law firms, motorcycle clubs, clubs, and restaurants amongst other businesses, we stay heavily guarded. The drug business still goes underground but is not as open as before.

This Brunch is a way in which we catch up with family and every other thing. It happens once every two months. It is always hosted in the Estate where Lucious and Pat live but anyone who comes late hosts the next one. Something I hated. I loved hosting but the stress after is something I dread. But guess who would be hosting next? Me. That is right.

As the elevator stops at the bottom floor, I rush out of the hotel and notice a black Porsche coming towards me. My Porsche. My baby. A smile crept on my lips as I looked at it. Call me weird but that is my favorite car in my favorite color. The car stopped and Steve came out and around to open the door for me.

That's right. Passenger princess.

As I sat, my backside came in contact with the plush leather, and I felt like myself again. Steve started the trip to Wilson Avenue.

"Erm, how did you know where I was? Cause I remember asking you to go yesterday," I asked.

Steve has been working for me since I got my first degree. A 6 ft 5 Darkman, he doubles up as a bodyguard/chauffeur. He has a beautiful family and I hate that I was ruining his Sunday.

"Anonymous tip. I already informed Big Mama that you are fine and you are on your way." He said.

"Okay. Thank you. Really."

He looked at me and smiled quickly before focusing on the road again. The trip wasn't supposed to be anything less than an hour but with my head pounding right now, I don't think I can make it.

I let out a groan.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

" Just a little hangover," I replied. One thing I hate is hangovers. The patches don't work for me. Worsens it if I do say so.

"Doesn't seem a little to me. Anyway, I got some aspirin, a piece of banana bread, and some Figi. It is in the bag by your leg," He said.

"Did I add a lifesaver to your name? Thank you so much." I say as I grab the bag from the car floor. The smell of the bread, oh my God, is everything. I dug in and I saw him watching.

"Bro, I know this is Latty's bread," I say with my mouth full.

This is giving orgasms.

"Yeah. She asked me to give it to you. She knows how much you love her bread," he replied.

"I'm going to steal her from you. Damn, this is so good." I laughed. We went back and forth for a little while.

Latty is Steve's wife and they have been married since they were eighteen.

I finished the bread, popped some pills, and fell asleep.

.................

Waking up moments later, I figured we were pulling into the Estate. Talk about perfect timing. Steve drove into the intimate area of the estate which is meant for family alone. The gardens were blooming and I made a mental note to ask one of the tillers to get me some. As Steve pulled up to the garage, I fixed my face and glossed my lips a little bit.

Slow down. It doesn't have to be that bad. You would just have to host the next meeting.

"Thanks, Steve. You know you can come in and have lunch," I said sweetly hoping he could magically help me with his bodyguard magic and save me from Big Mama.

"I know what you are trying to do and I wish I could but I promised Latty a day out with me today since today is my day off but I would be back in time to pick you up," he said smiling.

How lucky is she to have a man like him? I wish I had someone like that but after Ian, Hell no.

"I know, I know. You guys are so cute it is so annoying. You can take the day off. Don't bother coming back. Madam would drop me up hopefully if I haven't been beheaded," I said. Madam is Marilyn's nickname.

Steve laughed and I got out of the car and waved him off. I looked at my phone and saw that I was 2 hours and 30 minutes late.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Here goes nothing.

I walked towards the front door and was greeted by bodyguards that man the mansion. One opened the door and I walked in. One of my grandmother's favorite things to do is decorate every year she changes the tone and settings of the house. This year is giving a neutral, earthy tone. It has a lot of white and nude colors. I love it. As I walked towards the dining area, I was greeted by Rhage, my favorite husky and the only breathing thing that cares about me in this house right now.

"Hey, boy" I giggled as I patted it on the head. It then ran toward the dining area and as I walked I could feel everyone's eyes on me.