Page 71 of Quasim: King Inferno

Twenty-six hoursof traveling with a four hour stop in Korea to fuel the jet. I couldn’t wait to get the fuck off this jet and stretch my damn legs and get some fresh air. We went through customs in the private airport we had flown into and were taken straight to the SUV’s that were waiting for us.

I pulled my suitcase and Anjo’s suitcase as she yawned with my blanket wrapped around her. It was Harley’s blanket that I used to wrap her in while singing some silly song that would make her giggle.

Aimee and Capella rode with Cappadonna and Alaia, while Blaze and Capri rode with Capone and Erin. It was me, Blair, Core, and Jeffie that rode together. I held the door open for her and Jeffie to climb in, while we helped the driver load up all their shit in the back.

“You good?” I asked Core, his energy just seemed down and that wasn’t like him. He was usually the one that had something smart to say.

He looked through the back of the car at Jeffie on her phone. “I’ll holla at you later about it.”

I nodded my head and tossed the last suitcase into the truck and slammed it, since the driver was short and needed help anyway. Core climbed into the back with Jeffie, pulling her into him as she rested her head on his shoulder.

It was late as shit, and everybody was tired and wanted to get to the villa so we could sleep. I needed a shower and to take a shit because I refused to blow the bathroom up like Capone and Cappadonna did.

Niggas had no shame, then gonna get mad when we started spraying all the perfume the women had brought on board. “Can I lay on you, Simmy?”

Blair was confused as shit on what she wanted. One minute, she was telling me to let her be happy, even if that meant not being with me. Then the next, she was giving me mixed signals. After seeing her ass with Zay outside that jet, it took everything inside of me to keep calm and realize this was my fault.

She wanted me and I was allowing her to play the field and let another nigga touch what was mine. “You don’t have to ask.”

She snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my lap, as I ran my hand through her hair. “Wanna know what’s bad?”

“Tell me.”

“We gotta do this shit all over again when we go home,” she whined, and we all laughed because traveling that long had us all fucked up. Blair rubbed my knee as she yawned, and we continued to the villa.

It was so dark that other than trees and the lights along the long driveway going up to the villa, you couldn’t see much. The villa had a full staff that greeted us and took our bags out of the trucks while handing us kiwi juice. Soon as we entered the inside of the villa, I nodded my head in approval. Villa Grand Cliff Ungasan was exactly what the name implied; it was on a cliff with crazy ass views of the water. The only reason I knew itwas water was because each time it crashed against the beach, I could see the white in the water on the shore.

The contemporary style villa was all white. I felt like I was in a fancy insane asylum with all the damn white they had going on. The couches were white, and the décor was, too. The only thing that stood out was the huge black wooden dining table, but the chairs were white, so did it even count?

The pool furniture and cabanas outside were even white. The infinity pool overlooked the ocean. It was dark now, but I knew when the sun came up, I was going to sit out there and take it all in.

“So, I guess I’ll be the one to take the blame for this.” Erin clapped her hands together, as she leaned on her husband. “The villa only has six bedrooms, so I was thinking that Blair and Aimee could share a room, and then Capella and Quasim could share.”

“Huh?” Aimee looked at Erin like she had lost her mind.

“The villa only has s?—”

Capone laughed. “She heard you Gorgeous, she trying to be married with her husband… she not trying to share no room with Jason.”

“Capo?” Blair yawned as she leaned on me, while I leaned on one of the pillars that separated the living space from the dining area.

He yawned. “What up?”

“I don’t even have the energy to give you a proper fuck ya but find me tomorrow so I can give you all the energy.” She stuck her middle finger at him, and I laughed because we were all delirious, and just wanted to figure this out so that we could go to bed. “Me and Simmy can share a room…we’ve shared one in Monaco. You cool with that?”

I nodded my head.

Capri narrowed her eyes with a sly smirk on her face. “Sureee, you wanna share a room.”

“Mindmybusiness, cause I need to talk to you about something anyway… yo, bring that upstairs,” Blaze grabbed his wife, as they headed up the floating steps to the second level.

“I’m sorry, guys,” Erin apologized.

“E, you planned this whole shit… we straight. All I need is a shower and a bed, and I’m straight.”

She smiled. “Thanks, Sim.”

Capp walked Alaia up the stairs because she was nearly sleeping while standing, waiting to figure out what to do with the room situation. Aimee was trying to play hard to get like she didn’t want her husband, so Capella picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder, and took her down the hall to the room they were staying in.

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