“Don’t let the pretty faces fool y’all,” my older cousin, Rilee, said while she and the others circled Ann and Tianna like hungry sharks.
Rilee and Bakana were sisters and were one year apart. Susana was our youngest cousin. Growing up, we were thick as thieves. No matter the age, I was the one who protected them since day one, even though they didn’t need any protection.
All three of them were professional boxers and were equally a beast in the ring.
“Aight, aight. Enough talkin’. Beat these bitches up.”
Ann and Tianna’s eyes widened, both looking scared for their lives. I wish they had this same fear when they came up with the plan to take what didn’t belong to them. Their bodies trembled, and they couldn’t keep still. Beads of sweat appeared on their faces as my cousins moved in on them.
I leaned against the wall and unbuttoned the top button of my dress shirt as I prepared to enjoy the show. People underestimated my cousins because of how they looked. What folks didn’t know was that they were the most dangerous females I knew.
Rilee went first, socking Ann in her grill. Blood splattered in every direction. She let out a screeching scream, and her eyes brimmed with tears. Tianna hadn’t been touched yet, and she too was on the verge of crying.
“Mr. St. Pierre, I didn’t mean to,” Ann babbled with a bloody mouth. Her shifty eyes briefly glanced at Tianna. “She seduced and made me do it.”
Tianna’s neck cracked when she turned sideways to glare at Ann. “Bitch, what? It was you! You! You! You were the mastermind behind this bullshit. You said we deserved to live a luxurious life like Mr. and Mrs. St. Pierre. You were the one whoplanned it all.” She took a moment to catch her breath. “Mr. St. Pierre, she even created those fake companies and controlled the stolen money,” Tianna confessed, rolling her eyes at Ann.
Funny how muthafuckas got to yapping and turning on each other when shit hit the fan.
“I’ve heard enough. I hold both of y’all bitches accountable. Y’all did this shit as a team, right? So, you two will get fucked up as a team. The fuck y’all thought?” It didn’t matter who planned what. They had picked the wrong nigga to rob.
I gave my cousins a signal. “Cuzzos, continue. I got shit to do.”
For the next forty-five minutes, my cousins whooped their asses to a pulp. When they were done, Tianna and Ann couldn’t even part their lips to speak. They looked around; each had one eye that wasn’t swollen shut. I had instructed my cousins to give them a black eye each because I needed these bitches to see their way up out of my establishment.
I moved away from my spot near the wall and towered over the bloody mess. The women were slumped on the floor, groaning, crying, and barely able to move.
“Now that that’s settled, y’all better have my muthafuckin’ money back in my account in twenty-four hours.”
I thanked my relatives and then motioned for them to leave.
They would never charge me, but they knew me, and they knew I would bless their accounts before the day was over.
“Back to y’all sticky fingers, snatch eating asses. If y’all utter a single word to anyone about today’s events, you’ll see me again, and next time it won’t be so pretty. I’ll even create a slideshow with these photos and release it to y’all families. With that being said, be grateful that all you’re leaving with is a good ole beatdown.”
I paused, and all the muscles in my face twitched while my eyes pierced them.
“One more thing. Don’t think about tryna run away either. I’ve got y’all passports and each one of y’all family member’s passports in my possession. Be mindful of what you decide to do after you leave here.” I paused briefly before I continued. “I get my money back, and then I’ll return the passports. Simple.”
I signaled to the guards.
“Yo, get these broads off my property. And make sure I never see y’all faces again.”
I swaggered out the door, and once I was alone, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Now I could go meet with my lady and discuss this baby situation. Then, if I was lucky, we wouldn’t waste any more time and start going half on a baby.
Saje picked a seafood restaurant on the beach for our date. She was running late due to filming, so I chilled at our table scanning the menu. I already decided to order scallop and salmon penne pasta.
“Excuse me, sir.”
I looked up and stared into the eyes of an attractive, big, curly haired, light skinned woman.
“Why is such a handsome man sitting by himself?”
“Because he’s waiting for hiswife.Now, bitch be gone.” Saje appeared, answering the woman’s question before I had the chance to dismiss her.
The lady made up her face in disgust and scurried away.
