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“Track the baby! She has the baby. You can grab them both. Look, I have to go! I’m standing outside, and one of the valet boys was acting suspicious of me earlier. The women also don’t like me very much.”

“What the fuck does that have to do with me?”

“Everything, Felipe! Go get your bitch! Get your bitch so I can get my nigga, baby.”

“You are cold-hearted to bea mother. Don’t have any more children, Bahati.” He laughed.

“Fuck you. Just go get that Solana bitch and kill her, for all I care. I didn’t need her popping back up, and I don’t need her popping back up again.”

I ended the call knowing Felipe hated to be hung up on. I was no longer his pawn, though. I was free and under the mob’s protection—under the protection of Shio.

Stuffing the phone back inside my purse, I turned on my heels and came face-to-face with a dark figure. “What the hell?!”

The valet boy that I’d just said was weird toward me was standing in front of me, blocking my path to reenter the building.

“You’re the one being nosy now. What did you hear, negro?”

His hands went to his left pocket, and I saw my life flash before my eyes. I had no way of protecting myself, so all I could do was scream. He pulled his hand from his pocket and opened it.

“Aye, all I wanted was to ask you if you wanted to buy some blow.” The powder baggie sat in his open palm.

“Ew! No. Get away from me.”

Pushing past him, I scurried back inside the restaurant. A waitress was walking past with Lemon Drops so I grabbed one off the tray, even though she was taking it into our room. I let her walk ahead and guzzled half of it down. By the time I got to the room, my nerves and jitters were dissipating.

This was my life now. Solana would be no more after tonight, so the women may as well get used to me. That Uriah character was next if she posed a threat.

“So, ladies… Let’s start over, shall we? I’m Bahati, the mother of Shio’s only child.”

Chapter 29

Shio Cuppacio

This changes everything, baby.

I had been planning this dinner for the past week. I would have had it later rather than sooner, but when the date became available due to an engagement cancellation, I had them charge my card for the private affair. It had been a while since all of us were together without ass and titties on display, and with the way my family had been holding down Solana, I wanted them to feel appreciated as well.

I invited not only the adults but the littles too. They, always ones to seclude themselves, were in the private room next door, so I would split my time between the two rooms tonight.Instead of being inside the building, Don had pulled us out back to smoke. About ten blunts were in rotation, and since we were at the back of the building, the only light was from the moon, our jewelry, and the tips of the blunts.

“What the fuck?” Nel jumped, causing all of us to reach for our guns.

“Joe, what the fuck you on?” His twin said aggressively, looking in the direction of the dumpsters where Nel stood.

“I know y’all just saw that big-ass rat.”

“Bro.” Ezio tucked his gun back into his waistband as I removed my hand from mine. “A fuckin’ rat, Nel?”

“Fuck you mean, a fuckin’ rat? Hell yeah! A rat.”

“Maybe that should be y’all’s next challenge. Who can escape the wrath of the mighty rats?” Don stated, causing Zo, Teo, and Rut to laugh before he joined them. We didn’t see a damn thing funny because the challenges continued to get more and more risky.

“You know, if that is the challenge, yo’ tall ass gone be in there with us, right?” I nodded at Teo.

“And just like the other shit, y’all gone be on your fucking own.”

“Ain’t we missin’ a Cuppacio?” Don pointed out, changing the subject.

I looked down at my Audemars Piguet. I was feeling flashy tonight so I wore the bust down. “He made a pitstop. He coming through.”