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“See, isn’t that better?” he asked, and I didn’t answer.
“What is your name?” I asked him, taking a chance.
“Calliope, but I know who you are, Bluey,” he said, and I didn’t bother to correct him about my name. He could call me whatever at this point.
“You will be in this box until you understand that we are both in a fucked-up situation. When you understand that, I will let you out, and you can come upstairs and be a little more comfortable,” he told me.
I remained silent, but then I felt like if I didn’t stand for something, I would fall for anything.
“I don’t give a fuck how long I have to stay down here or the fucked-up circumstances. I will scream until someone hears me,” I yelled at him, and he chuckled.
“Since you wanna be Boosie Badass, no one will ever hear you. The box is soundproof. The reason we can hear each other is because it is connected to a microphone that you can’t see, which I have control over.” He laughed heartily, and I got angry
“However, I will make sure you eat and have a change of clothes because everything you need is inside the box. Goodbye for now,” he said before I heard a clicking sound, indicating the microphone was turned off, and he was leaving.
My pride wouldn’t let me scream any further as I heard his steps growing further and further away. This was my fault. The one night I decided to have a taste of freedom, it would cost me to be in another country where no one could save me but my family. Frenchy would let me rot because we didn’t have the best relationship. He would say that it was all my fault because I should have just remained at home. I didn’t want to hear that.
I actually thought it was cool staying here because I didn’t have to hear the noise that constantly surrounded me with my family. Gone were the guards and my mother, who was a fucking mute. My father, who wanted all the fucking power in Colombia. It was me being my regular self, whatever that was.I looked in the corner of the room and noticed there were four books stacked against the glass. I walked over and picked one up. The cover was pretty. I wasn’t into reading, but I guess I had no choice because I didn’t have any other electronic devices in the box.Surrogate to an Unhinged Mafia Bosswas the title. It looked interesting, so I grabbed all four books, went back to bed, and started to read. Maybe, just maybe, if I played by his rules, I would come out of this box and see where I was and how long I would be in the United States.
Chapter 21
Athena
Iknew Jaci was with Hellcat when she left in my truck. Looking at my tracker only confirmed it. I called a Lyft because I didn’t want Wisdom to know where Hellcat resided. They all had this thing about being private, and I respected that. They also didn’t care too much for Wisdom because they felt like he just dropped out of the sky at the meeting. I understood that. Melph made my boys feel incompetent when they had more strength and armor than his ass. He ran instead of facing the fucking issues that were sent to break us. That was some pussy shit, but I didn’t even speak on it.
I was hurt that he would leave his family to fend for us and go where he thought he was protected, but I knew better. Fanucci only called him because he wanted so badly to win Melph over, so he could move product with a seat at our table, and Melph was so gullible for it.
When we got home, Jaci went straight to her room, and I heard the shower running. She fucked Hollygrove, and I smiled to myself because I knew how they felt about each other. I would rather have her with Hollygrove than with some random nigga from the city because they ain’t worth shit.
I went into the kitchen to make a mimosa and think about the shit that was about to happen because they wanted to have secret meetings behind the table’s back and shit. I got it. We made the table, but we weren’t the only fucking family in it.
“What are you so deep in thought about?” I heard behind me, and Wisdom walked in.
He had on a wife-beater, and his dreads hung down to his waist. I had to turn my head. My mind had to be playing tricks on me because I hadn’t looked at him with lust since before I met Melph. Let me stop lying. Some shit happened between us, but we had been keeping the secret for over twenty years. I questioned my life every day that I spent with Melph and wondered if things would’ve been different had I had chosen Wisdom, but the thought quickly left my head. I had my own secrets, and if my husband found out, he would kill me.
“Just some shit that happened. Nothing major,” I lied.
I didn’t fully trust him yet. His ass just popped up, and nobody knew but Melph. I didn’t like that. I felt like he was snooping and looking for information because I felt in my heart that he knew how to get in touch with Melph if need be. I heard him walk around the counter to where I was, and my breathing hitched. I didn’t want to get too close. I knew he smelled my essence leaking between my thighs. He stood behind me, spreading my hands across the counter. He towered over me and leaned in to the crook of my neck.
“Why are you trembling? I ain’t tasted the pussy yet.” He moaned in my ear, taking his hand from on top of mine and turning me around.
“Jaci is upstairs. Don’t do this.” I moaned as he lifted me up on the counter.
I knew he had been watching me for the past few days, but he ain’t never gotten this bold. I had cameras everywhere, so he didn’t value his fucking life at all.
“I been wanting this shit, but you been keeping it from me. For years, Athena, I thought about what it would feel like to do this shit again.” He massaged my thighs underneath my dress, and my bottom lip trembled. He then pulled his hands away and tied his dreads to the back. He kneeled and spread my legs. I felt his warm tongue on my clit, and I grabbed the back of his head.
“I don’t need your help. I got this.” He hummed and shook his head, causing me to lose control.
The sound of a bell ringing paused my movement. The shit was like an ice cream truck, and I knew I wasn’t tripping. Then, I heard hands clapping, and I moved Wisdom from between my thighs. I jumped from the counter, fixing my clothes, just as I heard footsteps walking toward us. I didn’t know who the fuck came into my house unannounced, but they were about to be met with some hot lead. I reached for the gun that I kept under the counter.
“No need for the gun, Athena. This will be quick.”
I looked up and saw Sapphire walking her ass into my house. I put my shit down and set it on the table. I smirked.
“Mrs. Bounty Hunter herself.” I looked her in the eye, and she didn’t blink. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” I asked, noticing she had two guards with rifles in their hands.
“There is nothing pleasurable about this visit, but I could tell you were receiving pleasure before I walked in. You should really learn to lock your door, or maybe Jaci should.” This bitch had been watching me because nobody but our family knew she was home.
