Page 98 of Mafia Kings & Wedding Rings
“Raph—”
“What else you got to say, hmm? This right here is going to the divorce lawyer. Remember that infidelity clause we put in that pre-nup when we got married?”
“Brick.” I didn’t have to turn to know it was her.
Six and I were aligned. I don’t know how, or when the shit happened, but I sensed that girl long before she appeared. I’d be thinking about her right as she was calling or video messaging me. She talked shit like I was the only one into this, but her ass stayed hitting me randomly throughout the day when we weren’t together too. When she slept next to me, her breathing was so deep and relaxed, and I found myself watching her every night. It was almost like the soothing of a cat purring against you. I even liked her little rumble snoring. Blowing the last of thesmoke to my blunt, I flicked the roach into the wind and pivoted on my heel.
“What’s going on out here?” she asked, her pretty face scrunching up in confusion.
“Man, talk about perfect fucking timing.” Raphael swung his camera toward her, and now that nigga had me fucked up.
I was on some matrix shit sliding across the room to get to him. Knocking the phone from his hand, I pinned him into the brick wall beside the door. With my arm against his throat, I went in my waist for my pistol. Pressing the cold tip into his chin, I grit my teeth and searched his now fearful eyes.
“Aye, the fuck you doing?” Now he sounded like a bitch.
“Don’t bitch up now,” I growled.
“Brick, stop.” Six’s voice was the only thing pulling me back from popping this nigga. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
Backing up, I picked up the phone off the ground and quickly shut the feed off. The screen had shattered during the scuffle and everything. When I dropped that muhfucka back at my feet, I stomped that shit out until it was nothing but recycle material.
“Bitch ass nigga!” I spat.
“You just fucked up,” he sneered.
“The fuck out of my face!” I slung that nigga toward the door.
If he stayed out here, I was gon’ end up going back to fucking jail.
“What the hell is going on right now?” Six demanded.
“Oh, you want to know what’s going on?” Raphael thumbed the corner of his mouth. “Your man here been fucking on my wife. Don’t worry about the video, over a hundred people already saw it, and I’m sure that shit will spread like wildfire by the end of the night.”
Trembling, eyes glossed over and looking off ahead, Six remained silent.
“Raph, please, let’s talk about this,” Bella pleaded, following her husband into the main hall.
The door slammed shut behind them, leaving us alone. Six sniffled before crossing her arms over her chest. She was almost hugging herself as her gaze drifted to the ground.
“I knew it,” she finally choked out. “And I sat here and let myself believe everything else because nobody has ever walked into my life with good intentions. I kept telling myself, at least he’s up front.”
“I ain’t touched that girl since I came to you with this, Six. I don’t give a fuck what she say. Yeah, the shit looks bad?—”
“You right it looks fucking bad! This shit was wrong from the start! Everything in me told me to run the other way when you made this offer.”
“But you didn’t. Fuck Bella and fuck her husband. It’s us against everybody, so you either with that shit, or you move the fuck around. It’s better for me to find out now anyway.”
Rearing her neck, rapid blinks camouflaged the shaken astonishment in her eyes.
“Wow. Go to hell, Brick!” she screamed, stomping off to a nearby sidewalk.
I assumed she was trying to leave since that was an exit to the front where the cars were parked. Right now, I wasn’t trying to hear this shit. We’d actually been having a chill night up until this bullshit. I hadn’t expected none of that with Bella’s husband, but something told me she would be on the fuckery. I honestly hadn’t given her much thought since fucking with Six, or any other woman for that matter.
She had enough personality to hold my interests all by herself and hadn’t even realized it. This shit was new to me too, and she was acting like she was the only one with something to lose. At first I was just going to let her leave, but I didn’t want our night to end like this. By the time I got to the front of thebuilding, the paparazzi was going crazy, and Six was stomping down the street, looking for a ride was my guess. A few reporters followed me with their mics on, trying to get a quote.
“Brick, what was that? You really been having an affair with the CEO of Glo Works?” one of them pried.
“Looks like you’re in the hot seat with GirlSix. Did she know about you and Bella Thorne? Is this really just an arrangement for the two of you?” another reporter queried.
