Weeks later, Malia pulled up in the world of the lenetti's. After a few weeks of finding herself, she wasn't sure to explore the worlds of his family but it was 20 years on up that she wasn't introduced to them and she felt tired of being hidden. She was a grown woman and not a minor. So, she took it upon herself to meet the family. Malia fixed her hair, putted on some lipstick, and sprayed on some perfume, trying not to smell misty, or sex sweat but it was all over her clothes, but she didn't care. As long as she made a good impression, she would have been fine.
Malia walked up the stairs, walking to the door, clears her throat. Knocks on the door two-times. An elderly woman, short hair, tall, mid-60's answered the door.
How may I help you? Asked the woman.
Are you cray's mom? Asked Malia.
I'm sorry, who are you?
Malia smiled, cocking her head. I'm Cray's wife. Malia said. Holding her hands to the woman.
I'm sorry this must be a mistake, you see more women have thrown themselves at him, and some want to come and blame his family for their choices... And you need to leave his family out of it.
Malia looked down, giving a smile. I know this is hard to process but legally I'm his wife.
Prove it! Said the woman.
Well... Malia began to talk but then got interrupted by the woman.
Like I said, you must be mistaken. And besides he is already engaged to someone else.
What? Asked Malia.
Yeah. So, if you don't mind, I have something to tend to.
I can help you get more money from your late-husbands assets and I can also help you pay all the debuts of what your husband had left.
How? asked the woman.
I have my resources. Said Malia.
Come on in! The woman said opening-up her door.
Malia smiled, looking around. This is a wonderful home. The woman didn't say anything but she did walk with her arms folded, giving a serious look or petty look at the woman that claimed that she was married to her son. I wouldn't blame her but Malia was a Judge that placed people that didn't obey the law under then prison without probation and she didn't show any mercy but since she was part of the family, she was willing to let the illegal slide.
Now, what do you want? Why are you here? Asked the woman. Snorting her nose. A younger woman came in with long hair and a red dress, walking the cat walk. She was beautiful but a junkie. She was smart and strong but not worth getting jealous over. She was under Cray's spell like she was and if that was a woman she was going to find it easy or the hard way. Malia didn't wish the woman well but she wasn't going to allow her jealousy to overcome what she was there for.
Malia was there to have an politely conversation but the family didn't allow that. They were asking questions, judging, and rude. Rude with cruel humor but Malia held it together as she could. As soon pushed to the limit, she fired right back with verbal intention. Only with words, even though she wanted to slap the elderly woman in the head. She didn't, she was calm, cool and collected like an official Taurus.
The Gold digger Queen was standing right next to her, giving her dirty looks as if she was better. In her own world, mind and things. She was, but not too better.
Your not really anything... Are you...? Malia? Asked the Young woman.
Well, yes! I am. Malia cocked her eyebrows, holding in her tongue in someone else's house.
If you send me another text message, or stalk me and my family on any of my social media's or our social media's, I will make sure you will be sued for harassment. The young woman said, leaning over to show her cleavage to Malia.
Malia felt honored but fed up. The manipulation that she showed or her intimidating aura of sexuality. Even though it was powerful and tempting. Malia was quiet.
You don't look like you would be Cray's type! Said the young woman.
What is your name? Asked Malia.
Emma!
Malia nods in understanding. Back to what I've come in for, I am here just to introduce myself as your new family member, calmly without attitude. Now, I know this is hard to process, but here-
The elderly woman interpreted her by clearing her throat. You said about my husband's Loans, how can we solve that?
Malia
Ok, first of all. You will need to change your name to prevent fraud and prison time, including losing the benefits of losing the household. Next, you will need to blame a close family member that now has access to his money that he has hidden, by suing them for what he has owed you. Even though you willingly gave money to him, I will make a contract stating that you didn't and I will need you to forge his name down, exactly how he would write his signature. So, nobody will question it, including the dots, and including periods, or whatever. Then, you will have all access that he kept from you from the marriage. It's is against the law for a husband to hold assets from his partner.
Which crime is that? Asked the elderly.
Yours. See as his caregiver, you can get everything, and especially leaving you with loans regarding his company that you didn't own can be fraud... And many more things that the law has occurred with money. And keep your dark secrets... Hidden behind door. Meaning the coke, heroin, and every crime that you can think of will be a secret.
Malia walked over to Emma giving her a smile but a cold, smuggling look that would make your skin crawl.
Malia
And for you my honey child, Young, sexy, pretty, thirty for a man's love but yet gets the opposite of what she craved for. I give you the blessing of a bigamy marriage, and I will make sure my marriage with him never existed. That is what our marriage has been anyway. He craves young, naive girls to do what he asks for, and once used. You know long existed. Your heart will break into two's after giving half your days, time, feels, and heart to a man that will only kill it. You will be his next prey, and you will be his next victim.
Like a Lion, they prey's when hungry, or when in terrorism... He will eat without mercy. Congratulations on your.... Malia scoffs... Looking at her up and down. Engagement. Malia said walking smoothly out the door as a criminal.