Page 3 of Heart Of A Goon II

Whenever I held onto this man, I felt safe. His presence made me feel calm. The minute the shots rang out, I was running to where I last saw him, which was towards the shooting. Jett snatched me behind him so fast that I couldn’t do anything but remain there.

Still, my mind was on my Pumpkin and making sure he was safe. My heart wouldn’t have been able to take something happening to him. Honestly, it wouldn’t be off brand for the way shit happened in my life. I would be damned if this man left me knocked up and alone. I’d bring him back just to kill him again.

Holding onto him made me feel safe. I was technically safe behind Jett, however, there was a different feeling that I got whenever I held onto Gerald. I was safe, guarded, and cared for. I could not deny that this was a feeling that I only felt whenever I held onto Gerald. It was a feeling I had been searching for in all of my past relationships.

My brother was Menace Caselli and had been capable of keeping all of us safe for some time. Do you know how much big energy you had to have for me to compare you to my brother? Goo knew he was that nigga and didn’t need me to remind or tell him.

“Bruster, shut the fucking city down. I want this bitch dark until I say so.” Menace walked over and lifted Stevie’s chin with his finger, staring down into her eyes. The feeling of fear, love, and relief all mixed into one emotion. “Wonder, you going to your island, hear me? Greene, make sure everything is set up before she and my son touch down.”

“Baby, you good?” Goo held onto me as I nearly passed out hearing Menace call Greene by her actual name.

“Did… Did he just call me by my name?” Greene whispered to Duke, who was just as shocked and concerned.

“Maverick, you don’t have to tell me twice… me and the baby need to be heading to the jet now…come on,” she blurted, ready to get the fuck on right this second.

He continued to stare into his wife’s eyes, as he spoke to Duke. “Fuel the jet and take her and Maverick Jr. there.”

Jeffie took Corleon’s second phone. “They’re going to tell us that we’ll have to wait… I can get them to by⁠—”

“Jefferina, make sure that jet is fueled and ready by the time my wife and son roll through that security gate. If not, I’m blowing through that bitch myself,” he spoke softly, never taking his eyes from Stevie.

“You’re not going, Mavie?”

“His main priority is keeping you and Dennis safe, Stevie.” I held onto Goo’s arm, as I looked at my sister-in-law.

She was nervous. I could tell from the way she held onto her son. I could only imagine where her mind would go having to board a jet alone with just the baby.

Goo looked down at me, and I stared into his eyes thinking shit was sweet.

“And my main priority is the fucking same, Boobie. You getting on that jet with her,” he told me.

I screwed my face up. “I hav⁠—”

“Fuck all that shit you talking about, Zoya. My main priority is making sure that you’re safe. Your security has already failed you two times. I’m not giving him a third. I don’t wanna hear shit you about to chat about,” he sternly replied.

I poked my lips out and mumbled, “I never said I had a problem going, Goo.”

“Why you talking like that, Zoya?” Meer busted out laughing as he checked his gun. “But Goooooo,” he started mocking me.

“Fuck you, Meer.”

As much as I wanted to protest, I was quickly learning not to piss this man off. From the way he just looked at me to how hot his body was, I could tell that I better had dropped the subject. The last thing he needed to worry about was me or his baby.

Quasim looked down at Blair. “Anjo?”

“I know, Simmy. We can get the kids, and I’ll tell Elijah we’re going on a quick vacation without you.” She was nervous as she stared up into his eyes.

This was what came with being Queen Inferno and knowing your husband was Diablo. She couldn’t just tell him to stay with them. Despite almost losing his life, she knew that Quasim couldn’t just sit down.

This was his life.

Capri looked at her watch. “Core is holding the calls, but eventually they will have this place surrounded. I can’t come with you girls just yet, but the minute that I can… I will.”

Meer looked at his wife. “Wish I could put you on that jet, too, Sug.”

“Not yet, Meer… let me cover my ass with work.”

Capone held his wife’s hand and walked over. “Gorgeous and the kids are going, too.”