Page 143 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

“Told you he was going to make it right, I know my guy,” Duke whispered as he helped me into the car, and I smiled.

Menace

Recommendation: “Don’t Give Up On Me” by Fridayy

“Cornell…flunky to the stars. I thought you’d take the hint when I deleted your text thread, which by the way gives me fucking weirdo creep vibes. Whatever you did to my wife, and the reason she’s not talking to you is why you gotta get fucked up.”

Homie was delirious with how many times I had slammed his head on the table in front of us, and I slammed it again for good measure. He had blood leaking everywhere, but he fucked up the minute he put his arms around my wife.

I was coming to the club to get Wonder anyway, but when I came in the club, I snatched my sunglasses off because maybe it was too dark, and my eyes were playing a game on me. The minute I saw him keep inching next to her and her body language told me she wasn’t comfortable with him, it was clear they had some fucked up past that she never wanted to speak about.

When I deleted his number out of her phone, I saw him begging her to speak to him and apologizing. “I’m feeling nice today because I need to get out the doghouse and make nice with my wife. If I wasn’t focused on that, I would fucking snap your neck in this section… whatever the fuck you did to her, don’t do that shit again to another bitch or I will appear in your house and finish the job, cool?”

He nodded his head quickly as I shoved him away, and he laid back on the couch. “You gotta go and die somewhere else because you already got blood on the table.” Aimee shoved him, and he tried to stand up, but kept staggering.

“I’m out… you got the itinerary for Thanksgiving?” I looked at Skyler, and she laughed while nodding her head.

“You really wanna be on her good side again?”

“You just said fuck this family, Skyler?”

Corleon laughed and kissed her head. “The Brusters have already RSVP’d. Sexy already told you that we’re gonna be there.”

“I don’t see a ring on either me or Jeffie’s finger… tuh.”

“The minute we finish this shit with homie, and I change Estella’s last name to Bruster, you both gonna get the rings.”

I looked at Landon, and he turned the lights back off, and I headed out of the section and out the club. As quick as I came, I was back out and heading to the car with my lady. She had her legs crossed, looking good as shit. She had this whole wine color outfit on with shorts, leather jacket, and then tights on.

Her hair was back curly, wild and free, while she had her arms crossed waiting on me. Duke held the door open for me, and I climbed inside, and we were heading to the next spot.

“What up, Boo?”

“Hello, Maverick.”

“Miss you.”

“I miss you, too,” she admitted, which was better than the silent treatment she had been giving me.

She was mad at me getting her arrested like every nigga didn’t send they girl to prison because he loved her.

“Can you come home now?”

“No.”

“You look pretty, Boo.”

She smiled. “Thank you. It was very expensive, too.”

I watched as she held her foot up showing me the heels she probably spent a grip on. Whenever she was mad, she liked to spend money, and I didn’t mind. We had enough for her to shop every time she was mad, and we would never end up broke.

“Never gonna be mad at you spending money, Wonder.”

“Where are we going?”

I took her hand and kissed the back of it. “I have something for you.”

She yawned. “Okay.”

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