Page 20 of Gianni DeLuca

“I don’t owe you shit.”

Diamond’s voice dripped with disdain. “You broke up with your girlfriend by text?”

“She wasn’t my girlfriend.”

“Who was she then?”

I groaned. “Seriously?”

Verona demanded, “Who’s in there with you?” She banged again.

Then I heard Roberto’s voice. “Verona, leave now, or I’ll throw your ass on the streets.”

“Not until the fucker tells me to my face.”

Diamond hit my chest with her fist. “Who is she to you?”

Rubbing my chest, I finally responded, “A woman I used to fuck.”

She pushed me off the sofa, and I scrambled to get to my feet. “You sure about that? She’s ‘my man is cheating on me’ pissed.”

“Baby, I can’t help how she feels. I didn’t lie to you when I said I used to prefer the single life until you.”

“Open the door and give her that much courtesy to say goodbye to her face.”

I looked at her and saw the stern set of her mouth. “You think I’m lying to you?”

She shrugged. “You’re a very handsome, sexy, rich, and powerful man. I would be a

fool to believe there was no one here on this sofa next to you before me. She might be next on this sofa tomorrow while I’m at work.”

“She was before you and never on this sofa.”

“Okay. If you’re telling the truth, open that door and tell her you’re done.”

I buttoned and zipped my pants, not bothering to push my shirttails in. Diamond sat up and pulled her dress down. I opened the door wide enough for Verona and an exasperated Roberto. “You see my face? Good. You and I are over like my text said. We were never exclusive, so I owe you nothing.”

She pushed the door so hard it hit my nose as she rushed in, determined to confront the woman behind the voice she heard. Diamond, to her credit, had only leaned back against the sofa and watched the raging bull, headed her way like it was a demure cow.

Verona accused, “So, you’re the fucking reason he stopped taking my calls?”

“Apparently.”

Diamond’s nonchalance and that I said nothing in Verona’s defense only pissed Verona off more. “You can have my sloppy seconds because I don’t want him.”

“Please be original if nothing else. I already have Gianni; if you didn’t want him, you wouldn’t have banged on his door like an insane woman.”

I couldn’t hide my chuckle.

Verona’s face reddened even more, and she snarled, “I didn’t know you were into nappy-headed black bitches.”

Her words quickly erased my smile. “Enough. Get the fuck out.”

Diamond crossed her legs like the lady she was. “I got this.” She looked at Verona. “You have five motherfucking seconds to take your fake titties and ass out of here.”

“What the fuck you plan to do to me? I ain’t scared of nig -”

Diamond jumped to her feet, effectively cutting off the rest of Verona’s sentence. “Gianni, tell this fake cracker bitch why she doesn’t want to fuck with me?”

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