Page 129 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

I looked up at him. “I don’t want anything.”

My lawyer looked over at me. “Are you sure? You can negotiate anything that the Casellis own.” He picked up the papers in his hand. “The private island off Grenada, stake in the credit union banks they own… you don’t want anything?”

“I only want a child… so I can be the baby mama from hell when you leave me, Mitchell.”

“Wanda, the fuck is you talking about?”

“You are trying to get rid of me and I don’t like that shit.”

Zoya laughed. “Stevie, I promise he is not trying to get rid of you. He wants to protect you. Being honest, us Casellis don’t believe in forever.”

“I do,” Maverick corrected his sister, as he stared straight into my eyes.

“Then why all of this?”

“Because you may not believe in forever with me, and even though it would kill me, I would always make sure you are good.”

“I believe in forever with you.” I snatched the paper from my lawyer and looked at everything on this paper with wide eyes. “You own a small town in France?”

He nodded.

“Zoya, I don’t know.”

“Your husband is adding you to all the accounts and wants to make sure that you are more than taken care of if you both should call it quits… sign the damn papers and pick out some property.”

“You need to get me pregnant because I promise me and my baby will pop up everywhere you are. I will stalk you… squeeze your toothbrush and teach the baby, too.”

Mavie laughed. “Sign the papers, baby. Then I’m gonna take you in the room so I could put that baby into you.” His lawyer smiled, and Maverick’s smile dropped. “You just said you wanted to put a baby in my wife?”

“Menace!” Zoya screamed while the lawyer turned every shade of red.

I took the pen and signed all the documents as the lawyer told me what I was putting my name on. My name had gone from this regular name to being powerful. I was to have security with me at all times, and my life wouldn’t be the same anymore.

The phone’s chime forced me out of my thoughts. On the bright side, I was a new owner of two islands if me and Mavie ever decided to call it quits. I don’t know why I picked an island, but it sounded like a good idea.

If this went to shit, I could open my own resort on the island and live my day by the beach making sand art for the tourist withmy baby strapped to me. Another chime came from his phone, and I went over to silence it.

I never touched his phone because there was never any need to. If he was messing with other women, it would eventually come out.

Dammit.

The thought of Maverick talking to other women never ever crossed my mind. Why the hell did that thought just cross my mind? It was like when you were in the middle of prayer and then your intrusive thoughts entered, and left you questioning why the hell you just screamed fuck God in your head?

I plopped down on the bed and grabbed his phone. Peeking over my shoulder, I could still hear the shower and knew he wouldn’t be out right away because he counted the times he washed up.

Me: I’m getting married today, Ang.

Angie: I always want you to be happy. Even if it wasn’t with me. I hope she makes you happy, Sweets. I mean that too. Love you.

My heart dropped at the message that he sent her. On our wedding day, he thought about her and sent her a message. Why would he do that to me? While I was ready to marry him, and start this new journey, he was thinking about the past that he had with her.

“Alexa, play ‘Let It Flow’!” I hollered.

My blood boiled as I listened to Toni crooning the words to my life. That text message felt like it was etched in my brain. He reached out to her, and then she had the nerve to reply. My husband had the nerve to reach out to the very woman I suspected was responsible for him being the way that he was. Hefinally came out the room with his towel wrapped around him as I held the phone in my hand.

“Why are you still communicating with her, Maverick?”

He looked at me before he went over toward the bar and poured him a drink. “I felt like she deserved to know. Not a big fucking deal… why you got my phone, anyway.”

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