She ascended the stairs with her hand enveloped in Royal’s oversized one. They paused at Precious’s door. Famke watched as he gingerly pushed the door open, and her heart melted at the way he stared at his niece. The love he had was visible on his face. All the hurt of the day had culminated in this moment of knowing love. She enjoyed the way he chuckled at the way Precious was sprawled in her bed, her blankets kicked to the foot.Famke leaned against the door frame and watched as he tugged the blankets up and tucked them around her before pressing a warm kiss to her forehead. He reached over and turned the baby monitor on and looked around the room. He paused for a moment as he stared at the toy box in the corner and then walked over to it, uncaring it might wake the child up and dumped the toys on the floor and then carried the box out of the room.Famke leaned over the rail to watch as he raced down the stairs, disarmed the security, and threw the box ou

Chapter 53Royal watched with his heart in his throat as Famke rose from the sofa and put the book, he’d had made for her on the side table, and walked out of the room. He looked to his mother who gave him a gentle smile.“Did I screw up?” he asked Nyx quietly.“I don’t think so,” she gave him a pat on the knee. “I think she’s having some big feelings.”“Excuse me a minute,” he looked around the room, squeezing Bram’s shoulder as he walked past him. He could tell the young man was worried for his sister.He knocked once on the door to the room, “Famke, baby girl, are you okay?”She pulled the door open, tears streaming down her flushed face and hauled him into the bathroom and closed the door. She flung her arms around his neck and sobbed pitifully against him.He groaned and wrapped his arms around her middle and held her to his chest, “shh, I&r

“Yes, she’s your mother and she never wanted you. She’s only using you to get your uncle’s money.”Ambrosia’s harshly spoken words to the teary child made the frozen state Famke felt she was in, immediately thaw. Without a second thought she pulled back her fist and punched the woman square in the nose earning a collective gasp from the group before she shoved Ambrosia hard, causing her to trip in her stilettos and fall on her ass. Famke rushed over her and swooped Precious up in her arms and ignored the rest of the crowd.“You bitch, my nose is bleeding. It’s probably broken!” She screamed from her spot on the floor.She paid her no mind and stared into the dark eyes of the little one she had set on the counter, “You listen to me, Precious. Listen to me. I love you. I love you very much. You are the most incredible person I have ever met. You do not listen to the words of Ambrosia. Do you remember when

Bram helped her out of the car when they got to Royal’s house, and they were surprised to see Keshaun in the driveway.“Hey, what are you doing?”“I was going to crash here,” he rubbed his head with embarrassment, “but Kara went to my parents to look for me and then told them she was going to the hotel. She knows this would be my next stop if I’m not there and I can’t deal with her drama right now. I need space from her. I’m going to head back to Pittsburgh. If I leave now, I can get there by nine with a rest stop or two.” He looked at Famke. “Why aren’t you at the house?”“Precious is terrified of her,” Nyx explained. “Mindy had the kid convinced Famke is an evil witch and Ambrosia’s bullshit has her in a panic. The Robinson crew immediately jumped all over Famke demanding explanations because neither Royal nor his parents stayed to explain.”&ldqu

Famke was standing at the counter of the local police precinct and gave a polite smile to the man standing behind it. She looked around noting for the Boxing Day holiday it was busy. The place was hopping.“Hi. My name is Famke Noor. NYPD asked me to turn myself in this morning.”The man lifted an eyebrow. “It’s Boxing Day. It couldn’t wait until after the holiday. Did you kill someone?”“Nope. Punched an influencer in the face.”“You did it.”“Yes. Do you need to arrest me?”He typed on the keyboard in front of him. “Name?”“Famke Noor.” She tapped her foot worriedly as he searched his data base.“We were asked to take your statement and to have a discussion with you. I’ll have one of our detectives come meet with you. You can take a seat there.” He motioned to a row of wooden chairs against a wall.She sat