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“I still can come with you; my mom is gone with her boo for the weekend.” She smiled and placed her hand on my arm. It amazed me how calm she was after she heard and saw what went on back at my house. Then again if you lived in the projects, you became immune to certain shit. Like niggas robbing you and watching a few bodies drop around you. Jocelyn’s brother was a hitta so she knew how shit went.

“Nah, but listened Jah, you free to move on. I got some heavy shit I’m dealing with and you probably ain’t gone see a nigga for a while.” She shook her head no and I let out a breath that I had been holding. Licking my dry lips, all I could see was the bodies I dropped tonight. Just like that, I forgot all about the good time I had with Jocelyn. I forgot about how she calmed me and felt good to my soul.

“Let me be there for you Soulful, please?” I wanted to say yes but I couldn’t put that type of burden on her. I stepped back, preparing to turn away from her. I had been standing here to long and my mom needed medical attention. I didn’t know what tomorrow would be like or how things would be with Queen and I since Clapback was now on her deathbed. Although I had every right to shoot her sister, that was still her flesh and blood. I knew the great measures that I would take for my little sisters right or wrong. I could only hope that I still had a chance to be on Queen’s team.

“I got to go Jah.” I turned to walk away, and she grabbed my hand, pulling me to her she grabbed a hold of my shirt and tried to pull me closer to her. She stood on her tippy toes struggling to reach my lips. I finally gave in and moved down to her lips and kissed her passionately before releasing her. She had tears welled up in her eyes and I had tears pouring from my soul. I often wondered why my life was so fucked up. Every time shit looked up to a nigga some bad shit had to happen that would pull me back down into that deep depression that I had to fight with just to stay sane for my sisters that fully depended on me.

“Promise me that you will come and see about me, when you straight. If you ever need me Soulful, I will be right here for you.” I nodded my head and turned to walk away from her. Each step that I took felt heavier than the last. I got in the car and embraced the silence. I drove twenty miles to a good hospital and carried my mom in through the entrance. I laid her down in the chair and took a good long look at her.

Backhanding the tears that had fallen down my face, I barely could recognize her. I saw her in the light and got mad all over again. She had knots all over her forehead and her lips were swollen as well. It looked like her nose was broken; her brown body had bruises all over. The purple maxi dress she had on was ripped and exposing some of her lady parts. Niggas had violated my momma bad but not how she violated Passion by putting her in that predicament.

Yelling out for the concierge to come help her and send my momma a doctor. I walked out of the hospital with blurry eyes and a heavy heart. I remembered what Jocelyn told me and agreed a hundred percent. My mom knew what she was doing naming me Soulful Hurtz. I had a permanent feeling of hurt embedded inside of me. I didn’t see that shit going away no time soon.

Chapter Nineteen

INFERNO

I don’t know when I took a liking to my wife. If I dug into my thick skull, it would probably show me the first time I entered her. The pussy felt like it was made just for me. If I dug a little deeper then I think what made me infatuated with her was when she gave me a birthday present. Setting my favorite car on fire, had my dick rock hard every single time I thought about the flames tearing my multimillion-dollar car apart.

I sat on the edge of my bed reading one of my favorite books, “The Power of Mental Discipline.” I couldn’t focus good on the book because my eyes kept drifting off to Sovereign. The sun kissed her brown skin in the right places as she stood out on the balcony looking out at the waves crashing against the rocks underneath us. She hadn’t said anything since I arrived last night. Lots of phone calls she made, excusing herself from me plenty of times throughout the night. Her head was in a different space, her focus was off. I could see the pain evident in her eyes every-time she turned and looked at me, even if it was for seconds.

She was far away from the drama, and I could see the confliction and turmoil she was in. I watched her curvy frame toss and turn; she mumbled curse words in her sleep like somebody was haunting her down.

Today was the meeting with Nueva, and I needed her on point as my wife. She needed to appear strong, I lacked sympathy in certain areas, especially when it came to this side of the business. People constantly made their beds in the game. Didn’t matter to me if they were family or not, if they weren’t living by the code then they were as good as dead. Sitting my book next to me, I stood and made my way to the balcony. It was time we addressed the elephant in the room.

Her hair was wild and curly, it smelled like sweet fresh fruits. Each time the wind blew, the smell of her hair and body hit my nose drawing me in more. I stood behind her, enjoying the feel of her curvy soft ass against my semi hard erection.

“What you want from me, Malice?” Her voice was low and very delicate. This was the side of her, I thought I would never see. She was vulnerable, caught up thinking about her treacherous sister.

“You know, being Queen comes with a lot. Weakness is a form of being unfit to rule. This is a big reason why women should stay in their lanes. Unless your something like your Abuela, void of any emotions. Her only desire is money and power. I don’t see that in you.” I stopped talking and moved some of her hair to the side to lean in close to her ear.

“I’m not weak.” She hissed, bracing the rails. “You’re crowding my space.” I smiled at the irritation laced in each word she spoke.

“You’re not weak, but right now that’s what I see. A decision of ending your sister’s life could have been made last night.” I reminded her. I didn’t give a fuck how bad it hurt. A decision had to be made, she was now tied into my syndicate. Dishonor and moving funny was not acceptable. Right now, no one knew what happened. The kid Teddy knew because he was the shooter. If that got out and around town that Queen let her sister still be a part of what we had going then people would start to test deadly waters.

She moved from in front of me and walked into the room. I stood in the same place, calming my own anger. In order to deal with a woman like Sovereign, you needed lots of patience. Once I walked back in, she was already seated on my expensive tufted two-arm chaise lounge that only I would sit on. A lit blunt permeated the air. I picked up my lighter torch and flicked it on and off, staring at the fire.

“A decision has to be made Sovereign. Just so you know, I don’t give a fuck how dear the bitch is to you.”

“Well, I do! That’s my baby sister! Empress has to have a good explanation.”

“There is none!” I finally raised my voice, marching to were she sat so comfortably. “It’s a lot you need to know about that selfish bitch, the only reason she is still living is because I want you to learn a valuable lesson in this. What I will tell you is that nigga that Teddy killed was her man… even after you told them not to mess around. She was pregnant with his baby. She didn’t like the fact that you gave Teddy a higher position than her man and she took matters into her own hands. Trying to frame your lieutenant.” She shook her head no; I could see her swallowing whatever salvia she had left in her mouth before she spoke.

“How do you know that?” I ignored her and continued to push her into her tipping point.

“What if her plan went through? If she robbed Teddy of all the new drugs and money that our cartels have provided for your gang? You would have killed an innocent man, right? You wouldn’t be sitting here looking like a dumb weak bitch.” I smirked; she stood so fast she stumbled on her own two feet. Picking her hand up to slap me, I caught it, and grabbed her up by the throat feeling her buck against me. Fury was locked into her eyes, but I didn’t give a damn about that. I squeezed her neck tight until I felt and saw her gasping for air. I looked down at the black silk gown that rested mid-thigh and started to rise higher.

“You have got to learn how to stay in a woman’s place. Especially when it comes to me, Sovereign. I’m not these weak horny ass niggas that will bow down and listen to whatever the fuck your filthy mouth spits.” I gritted; I wasn’t about to ease up on her. I didn’t care how big her eyes had gotten; Sovereign was going to learn things the hard way. I wasn’t the nigga that she could raise her hand to or get slick out the mouth with.

“You can’t fuck me baby, I fuck you. I tell you what it’s going to be and then you rely the message when it’s time to do so. You will follow my fucking lead, or I’ll burn your tender ass until you comply with what the fuck, I’m telling you.” I took steps backwards with her clawing at my hand that held her neck in a death grip. Each time she hit me, I squeezed tighter until she realized that there was no escaping.

My dick was hard, and I hated how bad she turned me the fuck on with her nasty attitude. Kicking her legs apart with my foot, I pushed her back on the bed, making her silk gown rise up around her waist. I grunted at the sight of her fat pussy, shaking my head at the sight of how wet she was for me. I released a chuckle that had her frowning as she massaged her neck.

“Your sister is out; she will not be apart of your gang. She will have no dealings with you at all. If you don’t kill her, you better outcast her.” I placed my knee on the bed and made my way between her thick shiny thighs. Her breast already spilled out the top of her gown. The closer I got the faster her chest rose up and fell.

“Fuck you, Malice.” She attempted to knee me in the balls, but I caught and squeezed her knee, until she screamed from me knocking her kneecap out of place then moving it back to its rightful place.

“Okay, Sovereign… I’ll fuck you, long and hard. The next time you try to cause me pain, I will double yours.” I pushed deeply inside of her to the hilt. Grabbing the top of her shoulders since she called herself running from the dick. I pushed out of her a little then pushed all the way in.