Page 2 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

To keep it real, I had no real reason to be here. Especially after I had cursed her dog ass out and told her she’d never hear from me again. Soon as I thought about walking away, the door opened, and her peachy sweet scent took over my senses.

Who the fuck wears lip gloss and make up at three in the fuckin’ morning? I asked myself.

A hoe that’s fucking a strange nigga and recording that shit for her Only-fuckin’-fans…that’s who! I thought, scoffing at my own thoughts.

I frowned at the sexy, provacative sight of her. She had on hot pink panties that fit snug against her fat pussy. Her thighs and legs were greased down to perfection, creating a wet illusion. I took my time gazing at her pretty light pink toenails. My eyes traveled up her flat stomach to the matching lace hot pink bra holding up her perky breasts.

“Roy?” She snapped me out of my daze. “You good?”

Her soft voice did something to me too. I hated it, but still, in the midst of my anger…I felt something…it was something that made a nigga breathe a little bit easier. She knew I wasn’t good…It was all a part of the stupid ass games she played with a nigga.

“Yeah.” My jaw clenched tight. “I came to let you know how fucked up you got me.” I flicked my nose before pushing past her.

“Nigga, you ain’t that good coming into my house when I didn’t invite you in!” She yelled behind me, keeping her front door wide open.

I pulled my gun from my waist and scanned her living room. Her cloud white couch that she complained about me sitting on, because of its color, had discarded clothes on it. My jaw clenched, and I looked back at her accusingly as I scanned the rest of the front room.

I inhaled the small space that I considered beneath me compared to what I was used too. The stench of sex and perfume hit my senses right away.

“Nasty ass bitch,” I mumbled under my breath in disgust.

“Look, Royal,” Serenity sighed harshly behind me. “I ain’t got time for this shit. I’m in the middle of a session, a big one at that with another popular OnlyFans⁠—”

“You in the mood for me to air this bitch out?” I cut her off, swiftly turning toward her with my gun clutched tightly at my side.

Her big eyes widened, her complexion turning three shades of red as she noted the gun at my side.

“I can’t do this shit with you, tonight,” she lowered her tone in a pleading manner.

“Why Serenity?” My shoulders lowered; not in defeat but wanting a better understanding on why the fuck she wanted to do this shit to me.

She had a nigga right in front of her with enough money to feed generations on top of generations even after I was gone. A real ass nigga that would try my hardest to give her the world and prove to her how much she was worth the change in her life. She rejected it all just to think small by laying on her back and opening her legs wide for strange niggas every other day of the week. I didn’t understand the shit, and I also felt like there was no explanation to what she was currently settling for.

“You told me you wanted to give this shit a try… Got my fucking hopes up and then you turn around and keep playing in my face like I’m some kind of pussy ass nigga.” I cocked my head to the side, feeling my anger tipping over.

When she said nothing, I took one step in her direction but still kept a safe distance to keep from strangling her dumb ass.

“I done popped boils off the top of that funky ass pussy… picked ingrown hairs and stirred plenty of yeast infections between my fingers from you fucking up ya PH balance with different dicks on different days of the week.” I pointed my gun in her direction, making her jump.

Yeah, nigga, you been trippin’ off this bitch for real doing all that nasty shit… that annoying ass voice echoed in my head.

“You trippin’, Royal…” She shook her head shamelessly, like I was the one in the wrong.

“Nah, I ain’t trippin’…” I frowned, closing the space between us.

I shoved my gun back where it belonged and decided to fuck with her mind like she had been doing me.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as my hand tugged at the front of her bra until the cheap material ripped down the middle, causing her C cup breasts to spill out. The way she loved toxicity should be studied. I pulled her pebbled nipple downward and applied pressure to it.

Serenity’s eyes rolled to the back of her head while I practically tried to pinch her fucking nipple off.

“Shh-shit, Royalllll,” she moaned out, eyes fluttering and struggling to focus on me.

“I should’ve did tonight’s scene with you,” she cooed, allowing her head to fall forward. “Nobody do me like you do, daddy.”

The nerve of this hoe…

With my freehand, I pushed past the band of her panties. I cupped her fat mound then squeezed before sliding my fingers past her slippery folds.