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I assumed they wanted me to give them the money. That was laughable. My mother left the money to the person that she wanted to have it. The ones talking shit, I had never been close to anyway. I didn’t have time for fake family either. I was happy. Life was good, and nothing was going to knock me off my square.
EPILOGUE
Breezy
Four months later…..
I smiled as I pulled into a parking space in front of my office. I had one more day until my doors were open to the public. All of my classes had been completed, and I had the official title of Broker In Charge. I had leased a building with five offices in it. Once I got settled in the space, I was going to hire other realtors to work under me. But the office beside mine was reserved for Lucciano Culver. My man had taken the real estate exam and passed. Not only did he pass but within two weeks of getting his license, he had three clients. The first set being his parents. A trip to the casino had placed a few hundred thousand dollars in his father’s pocket, and he chose to buy a house.
Grabbing my purse and a bottle of champagne, I exited my newly purchased BMW truck. I had a client that was closing on her home in a few hours, and I was taking her a bottle of champagne as a gift. After unlocking the door, I pushed it open, and almost had a heart attack. Standing in the center of the room was Lucci. He was dressed in black jeans, a red Polo sweater, andblack Timbs. He wasn’t alone. My father, his parents, Maino, and majority of The Hellcat Barbies were present.
My eyes darted around the room. Vases of roses, bottles of champagne… What the hell was going on? It was a random Tuesday afternoon. “What is this?” I asked with a racing heart.
Looking so good that I wanted to take him down right there, Lucci stepped forward and maintained eye contact as he eased something from his pocket and got down on one knee. My eyes widened and my heart almost jumped out of my chest as he lifted the lid of the small black box in his hand.
“I love you, and I want you to be Mrs. Culver. No need for long speeches because I tell you every day how I feel. Will you marry me?”
“Yes,” I squealed as my eyes filled with tears. I wasn’t sure how he pulled it off, but I was truly surprised. The fact that my father was there was everything to me.
Our friends and family cheered as Lucci slid a huge, pear-shaped rock onto my finger. I was in awe. He was in the process of selling his first investment property and already looking for a second one. Life had been looking really good for the both of us.
Lucci stood up, and I tongued him down not caring who was looking. “I love you,” I assured him.
“I know you do. Funny story,” he chuckled. “I was at the florist getting flowers, and I saw Kiandra. And her new man. She has a white guy.”
My jaw slacked. “For real?”
Lucci chuckled. “Yeap. They were holding hands coming out of a bakery. Shorty looked real happy. And that shit made me happy.”
“I know it did.” Lucci really cared about Kiandra’s feelings even if she felt he didn’t.
“Did she see you?”
“Yeap. She spoke and introduced me to her man.”
“Wowwww.”
“I know right. But fuck all that. I know you’re busy and all, but I need you to set a date and start planning this wedding. The moment it’s over, I’m shooting the club up every night until you have my big-headed ass baby in your womb. That cool with you?”
“That’s more than cool with me. Go ahead and start saving for my push gift now because I want something big.”
“Say less.”
The end!
