Free Heaven Between Her Thighs: Stealing His Heart by Denora Boone Page B

wouldn’t want to go in. She was definitely going to need her prayer warriors to intercede for her child. He was going to need it.
    “Zaria!” Jaxon yelled out coming through the front door.
    “In here,” she said sitting back on the couch, waiting for him to enter.
    “What’s good son? How did everything go? You got something for me?” Jaxon rattled off. Qyree knew that he was referring to signing someone and by the big smile that slid across his face, Jaxon already knew what was up.
    “You already know how I do,” Qyree said feeling himself. He knew that after all of the hard work he was putting in, there would be no doubt in his mind who would land in that top spot.
    “Absolutely. With the talent you just found I know my new partner is going to be able to bring in more artists being our head A&R,” he said knocking the wind out of both Qyree and his mother.
    “What!” they yelled at the same time while Jaxon stood there looking confused.
    “What’s wrong with the two of you?” he asked.
    “How you going to give the position that I been busting my behind for since I can remember, to someone else? Who else can or had been bringing it like I have for this company?” Qyree was furious. All of the years and the hard work that he had put in to secure his spot, and here his father was trying to give it away.
    His father may not have said who he was putting in that spot, but he already had an idea that it was his right hand man, Reginald. He understood that his father and Reginald were best friends since the sandbox, but he was his heir, his first born, his only son. If it wasn’t for Qyree, they wouldn’t have the new artists that he had signed who were bringing in the majority of the money. All of the people that Reginald had signed flopped, so how his father wanted him to represent them was beyond him.
    “First of all, you are going to respect me in my house and lower your voice. I’m not one of these jump-offs that you can talk to. You better check yourself,” Jaxon said walking over to him.
    Qyree had never disrespected his father in all of the years he had been on the face of this earth, but today was a new day. He wasn’t about to let someone take something he worked for right from under him.
    “Yo Dad, on the real, fall back. I’ve never disrespected you but I’m a grown man and you standing in my personal space,” Qyree said holding his own as Zaria was holding her breath. She didn’t know what was about to go on and there was no way that she was about to answer the door to whoever it was that was on the other side, ringing it like they were crazy. She didn’t know what would happen if she left the two of them alone.
    “Second,” Jaxon began like Qyree didn’t just open his mouth and moved closer to his face. “What I do with my company is my business. I started this from the ground up and just because you think you poppin’ for signing a few acts, don’t forget who brought you in. If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t be where you are today,” Jaxon said grilling his son. He knew that Qyree had been waiting and working for that top spot, but he wasn’t about to let him get that high up in rank. Of course he loved his son, but he loved his money and lifestyle more. As good as Qyree was, there was no doubt in his mind that his son would supersede him and pass him by. That wasn’t something that he was willing to let happen. Jaxon wasn’t about to let someone else take the shine off of him, even if it was his own son.
    Looking his father up and down one last time, Qyree walked over to the door because the ringing of the bell was annoying him about just as much as his father’s revelation. Whoever it was needed to come back later. Now was not the time. He wasn’t sure who it was but he knew they were mad. Between the ringing of the bell, the pounding on the door, he knew they were adamant about getting in. It didn’t dawn on him right then that the security gate didn’t call to the