“Chill, that one right there is a Delgato, and she stamped by Havoc. You don’t want that smoke with them Delgatos or Inferno Gods,” one of his friends said, and Syn turned to look at him.
“I’m not stamped by nobody… I am no one’s property.”
The friend chuckled. “Well, that big nigga put the word out that you are, and I ain’t about to fuck with him… and you would be smart not to fuck with her.” He tapped his friend’s shoulder and left the section.
Cornell was still over here breathing the same air as me, which pissed me off. “You should join your friends.”
“Why you being different? I hit you up and you don’t respond, and then I see you out and you acting all funny with me.” He roped his arm around me, and I scooted away, and he moved closer.
“I know you saw her move away from you. Actually, take yo’ ass on, too,” Aimee scolded, as she stood there.
“Why you minding everybody damn business… drink yo’ shit and chill out.” He continued to put his arm on me, pushing the boundaries I had set.
Everybody in the club was jumping to Zay’s newest club anthem, and then the lights went out, which made everybody go even crazier and rap even harder.
It was so dark that I couldn’t even see anything, but I felt a hand on my thigh and slapped the hell out of it. Scooting over, me and Skyler held hands while I prayed that Cornell was gone when the lights came back on.
“He’s coming,” Skyler muttered.
“Who?” I asked.
When the lights came back on, my eyes took a second to adjust, and I turned to see if Cornell was still there, and then my eyes landed on Maverick sitting on the other side of Cornell with a smile on his face.
“Honey, you in danger.” Skyler and Aimee both fell out laughing as Maverick continued to smirk, his grills gleaming off the light in our section.
“My niggas couldn’t stay, but this nigga could?” Cornell didn’t know how to read the room to know that he was in danger.
I didn’t expect him to know who Maverick was because not a lot of people did. The fact that the lights in the entire club went out and he appeared when they were back on should have told Cornell all he needed to know.
Corleon walked into the section and nodded at Skyler, and Landon was behind him, pulling his pants up and smirking. “What up, Sis’?”
I looked at Cornell and he still didn’t realize that he was in danger. The dumbass inside of him told him that this was the moment to push his chest out more and act tough. “You said you wanted to fuck my wife?”
Anybody knew that when this man asked a question about something you never said, you got the fuck away from him. Cornell laughed as he looked at me and then put his arm around me. What in the way that Menace was looking him in the face told him that he was safe to even do that.
This man looked nearly manic when he put his arm on what was his, and I was what was his. “Steve ain’t fucking married.”
Menace nodded. “Yeah, you right… my fault. We good?”
He extended his hand to Cornell, who removed his hand from me to dap him up. “You good… me and Steve lock?—”
No sooner than they embraced, Maverick head butted Cornell and snatched his ass up. “She don’t like being called fucking Steve,” he said through gritted teeth, as he sat back down, while he continued to hold Cornell’s neck.
“Mrs. Caselli, make yo’ way to the Rolls Royce waiting for you outside.”
I folded my arms. “Ask me nicely.”
He sighed and slammed Cornell’s head onto the table in front of us and then looked at me. “Mrs. Caselli, can you please take yo’ fine ass to the Rolls Royce waiting for you. I have plans for us.”
I stood up. “That is better.”
I walked past him, and he tapped my thigh, and I turned, and he had his lips puckered out. “No kisses for you. You lucky I’m going to get in your car.”
“Our car, Wanda…ours,” he called behind me.
I looked at Skyler. “I’m going to stay with Syn and Aimee… I will call you when I’m home.” Corleon went and sat next to her, so I knew he was going to stay with her, and she would be safe.
Duke reached for my hand and helped me down the steps and out the club to the Rolls Royce parked out front of the club.