Page 76 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

He shook his head and looked out the window. “We on speaking terms now. I’ll take that over her ignoring the fuck out of me and acting like we didn’t share nothing.”

“I didn’t know she was slow… sorry, Core.”

Corleon nearly craned his neck to look at me after I asked the question. “The fuck you mean? Skyler smart as shit.”

“Then why the fuck she acting like we can’t handle the situation for her? We know where that nigga be… as easy as,” I did gun motion with my fingers and manically laughed.

Corleon was used to my shit, so it didn’t bother him. “She don’t want my help and I’m trying to respect that. If I step in and handle it, I might lose her for good, Mens.”

“There you go having morals and shit… Wonder already know what it is with her father.” I shrugged.

Raye and Priscilla should have been using their freedom to pick out a plot because they weren’t going to live when I got my hands on them. All they had to do was sit they asses on that farm and work off the debt that they had.

It was never about the money; I was only giving them the grace because that’s what Wonder wanted. She wanted to keep her daddy alive when I was ready to end him.

Nooo, he wanted to plan an escape with the help of Ryan, and now one of my men was in the hospital because he decided to turn a gun on him.

He decided to shoot one of my own and thought I wasn’t going to do him dirty had me laughing to myself. “Think she gonna stick around once you send her pops yonder?”

“I tasted her, Core… slept on her fucking stomach all night. She not going nowhere now. If she wanna leave, she need to be prepared to wake up to me watching her sleep again.”

Corleon waved his hands. “Nigga, we close, but too much fucking information... damn.”

“Just being real with you.”

“What you mean again, Menace? You was watching her when she was sleep?”

“I always watch her when she’s sleep… I sit in her room after she goes to bed and watch her until I’m ready for bed. When she wasn’t fucking with me, I was in there every night.”

My best friend looked at me and shook his head. “You really be on some different shit… I ain’t seen you this invested in a long ass time.”

“She know about that shit, too.”

“You smashing Angelica?”

“Yeah. Said some shit like she groomed me… I wasn’t fucking molested, Core… I fucked Angelica because I wanted that shit, too.”

He remained silent, and didn’t say anything. Looking over at him, I stomped on the brake, causing my security to slam on theirs. We all jerked forward, as I turned to look at him while his hands hit the dashboard.

“Mav-fucking-erick! Why in the fuck would you do some stupid shit like that?”

Traffic behind my security was piling up because they too had to slam on their brakes. “Why the fuck you silent, Bruster?”

“’Cause I ain’t got shit to say.”

“Nah. You always got some shit to say.” Horns blared, and I looked out the rearview mirror and was about to hop out and Corleon beat me to it.

I watched as this nigga bypassed security and went to the car that still had their hand on their horn. Seconds later the hornwas quiet, and he came strolling back with keys in his hand. Hopping back into the car, he leaned back. “Now move without your fucking keys, bitch.”

“Why the fuck you quiet?”

Corleon tossed the keys out the window, and I pulled away, hitting the corner with security right on my ass. “’Cause you were fucking groomed. I know we all had a crush on Angelica’s fine ass, and said we would smash, but we were teenagers, Mav… she was in her thirties. The little ass shorts she would wear, and how she would always pay extra attention to you, that shit wasn’t right. Not when you just lost your parents, your life was shifted, and you were confused.”

“I wasn’t fucking confused,” I muttered.

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