The line got quiet again.
“For what?” he asked carefully.
“To remind people that Sianni wasn’t always Kyrie Maddox’s wife.” I glanced over at Marissa, whose attention immediately locked onto me. “And once the blogs get ahold of that shit?” I smirked. “Everything between them gone start looking a whole lot less perfect.”
“What kind of pictures?” he asked after a second.
“Any kind,” I replied casually. “Pictures of y’all together, old videos, screenshots, dates, gifts… I don’t give a damn. Anything that proves y’all had something real.”
“And what the hell you planning to do with it?”
I glanced over at Marissa before leaning back against the counter.
“Honestly?” I smirked. “Make people start asking questions.”
The line got quiet again.
“Amani,” I sighed dramatically. “That girl moved on with a whole football player barely five damn minutes after y’all broke up. You really don’t think that shit looks weird?”
“That ain’t what happened,” he muttered quickly, sounding irritated already.
“Oh, so she wasn’t entertaining Kyrie before y’all officially ended?” I asked innocently.
Silence.
Yeah… I hit a nerve.
Marissa slowly started smiling from across the kitchen once she realized where I was going with this shit.
“All I’m saying is,” I continued, “if people start seeing old pictures and videos of y’all together while she out here playing perfect little wife online, that image gon’ start cracking a little.”
“And Kyrie ass already crazy,” Marissa added from the background loud enough for him to hear. “That nigga probably gon’ lose his mind.”
Amani let out a long breath on the other end before finally speaking again.
“So what? You want me to just send the shit over?”
“Yes,” I replied quickly before he could change his mind. “Everything you got.”
Another pause.
Then finally?—
“Aight.”
A grin spread across my face.
“Bet.”
A few seconds later, my cheap-ass phone started going crazy with messages coming through back-to-back.
Pictures.
Videos.
Old screenshots.
Even a damn video of Sianni sitting on Amani’s lap laughing while he kissed on her neck.
