Page 117 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

As someone who looked forward to having the same day every day, I never got the same woman every day. Some mornings she was loud and full of energy, and then some mornings her ass had an attitude.

It was usually because she was hungry, or she wanted some dick. I had her throwing fits when she didn’t get any. Just sittinghere thinking about seeing her in a few had me excited. I took a sip of my scotch and listened to the door open.

My men all got the shit together and got me a wedding gift. One that they knew I would love, and I was grateful for them. After having to pay for two funerals for two people that were important to Case House, I needed something that would make me smile, aside from marrying the love of my life.

“I made it. Thank you for allowing me to stay at your property. I am tired of running… Raye claim that he’s going to fix this, and I don’t think he will,” I heard that familiar traitor voice coming from the foyer. “Alright, girl, talk to you after I take a bath…. Uh huh, love you.”

I sipped my scotch, used to the burning sensation that went down your throat when you sipped it through a straw – straight.

She was so into texting whoever that she walked right past the darkened living room that I was sitting in. Duke was with my baby today, so I had Beans with me. Beans was hidden to the side waiting for me to give the word.

I abandoned the doorway and went up the steps to see what the fuck was going on. Soon as I rounded the corner and saw Don standing over Jasper as he was fake acting like he didn’t know how to log into a computer his sick ass had logged into plenty of times.

“Put that password in before I fucking lose my shit… don’t have much patience these days. Not when sick bitches like you rape my girls.”

The woman in the corner, Tasha, was standing there unsure of what to do or say. She was irrelevant in this moment. Easily disposable if she tried to jump big and be the hero in this room tonight. Once he was in, Don shoved him and went to work getting all the files and everything that he needed.

“I have a crooked agent on my team… I can give you all his information. I have so much information on him that it wouldbury him, even that Governor.” He tried to butter me up with information I already knew.

Fuquan was a mutual that I did business with from time to time, and I didn’t need information on him when I knew shit about both him and the Governor. Me and the Governor had mutual respect, and even though I never needed to call in a favor, I knew the option to do so was there.

“Yeah?”

He grew excited thinking this was going to get him out the trouble that he was currently in. There wasn’t shit he could do or give me that would have me excuse him raping one of my girls. Then he had the nerve to rape her and record it like the shit was something to be proud of.

“Got the file,” Don said, as I watched him do his techy shit, and remove the files from the computer.

He went in and wiped everything that this bitch had on his computer, making sure it couldn’t be restored. I wasn’t stupid enough to bring a government issued laptop with me. As long as those files were destroyed, shit was sweet.

“If you think you’re going to get away with this, you are wrong.” I watched in the mirror near the side of his desk and saw as he inched closer to that damn metal bat.

I ducked soon as he swung it. Spinning around, I leaped from where I stood, and snatched the bat, tossed it onto the floor, snatching his head, and snapping his neck while shoving my knee into his chest, cracking it.

When I tossed him, he fell back onto shorty while I continued to beat the shit out of him with my bare hands. Grabbing the stapler from the desk, I put staples in his face and shoved the entire shit down his throat as he laid on her lifeless and she was shaking.

I continued to stomp his ass down into the floor, while she was too scared to move. When we made eye contact, I winked at her and then headed out the room with Don behind me.

“Yo Mens, think she running a bath.”

Beans got my attention as I was thinking about the night I had to pull up on my hardheaded ass sister at her friend’s house. I never cared to get involved in what the Delgatos and Infernos had going on. I had my life and lane, and they had theirs, and when ours crossed it was mutual respect, and if they ever needed it, I would always extend a hand, like I had in Monaco.

They never needed the favor because they handled shit on their own, like I handled things on my own. I remember seeing the horror in shorty’s eyes as she watched me do Jasper in. I heard district attorney Fern handled her though.

Capone had a plan like I had for my siblings by making his sister go to college and then law school. It was funny that both of our sisters were best friends and crossed paths. Two Black women who were a force to be reckoned with.

I finished my scotch and handed my cup to Beans, as I slowly made my way down the hall. Before I made it down the hall, I back peddled and looked at the crooked picture on the wall. My black gloves fixed it, and then I continued down the hall.

The sound of water running could be heard as I came down the hallway. Not going to front, whatever she was using in her bubble bath smelled divine. I made a mental note to see what she was using. Cracking my knuckles, I looked into the bathroom as she lowered herself into the tub slowly.

She was tired.

That old nigga was supposed to retire her into the soft girl era, and he had her running worse than a YN would. He was supposed to be the retirement plan and now she was about to die. There was no other way around this, she had to die.

Had Jeffie allowed me to kill her when I wanted to, I wouldn’t even have to be here on my wedding day having to end this big-headed bitch. My beef was personal with her because every time her name was mentioned I thought back to how she offered my baby up.

No remorse in her eyes as she screamed out that Stevie was a virgin, and she would marry me. I mean, I could thank her because now I was about to marry my baby. Although she offered it up, I had taken it the right way.

Actually, I was pissed that she took me as a nigga who would take what wasn’t mine. Yeah, she had to die because she called me a rapist and I was just now noticing it. I shook off my suit jacket and removed my shirt while handing it over to Beans.

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