Page 54 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

What a bitch, I thought to myself as I sighed extra hard. I thought back to what she said and cringed. Out of all the years of being involved with Inferno, I never pictured myself with another man. Inferno was everything to me, somewhere down the line, I got caught up in all of him. I yearned for him and loved everything there was to him.

I could look at other men and see that they were handsome and had some form of sex appeal. My mind and body just didn’t view them like I viewed Inferno. I nursed my drink for a few more minutes until a tall brawny guy walked right up to my table. His peanut butter smooth skin is what got my attention first, followed by his cologne.

“I see you sitting alone, and, since I came alone… I was wondering if you could use some extra company.” I shrugged and he took a seat. For a while, we both just sat in comfortable silence.

“Who broke your heart?” He placed his elbows on the table and stared me deep in the eyes. His aura was kind of comforting and I felt like I could open up to him. He was dressed nicely, with a simple Ralph Lauren, a white shirt, and blue denim jeans.

“I broke my own heart, I guess. I can’t really blame the love of my life, since he made things clear from the jump, you know?” I offered him a small sad smile. I wasn’t going to sit here and bash Inferno when it was really my fault. I became so caught up in the feeling Inferno gave me that I desperately wanted him to feel exactly how I felt about him.

I mean why wouldn’t he feel a certain way about me? I was beautiful, and in shape and I handled business well for him. I knew my sex had to be amazing as well since he kept coming back to me. I just was having a hard time making him fall in love with me, which ached me the most.

“I guess that’s some shit we got in common.” His deep voice caught my attention, my eyes met his and we just stared at each other for a couple of seconds. I gave him the floor to speak because now I was curious.

“I’m in love with a woman, that has moved on. So, I’m at the stage of forcing myself to fall out of love with her and that shit is very hard.” His jaws clenched tight; anger crossed his handsome face as he looked up at the waitress. I put a request in for a hookah with watermelon flavor and a lemon drop. He told her he wanted five shots of Remy, no chaser.

Once the waitress was out of sight, we focused back on each other.

“What makes you love her?” Maybe his situation could possibly make me feel a little better about my own crazy situation and how I felt about Inferno. It felt good to know that I wasn’t the only one that had fallen deep in love into a one-sided relationship.

“It was her strength first, all of the things she had been through. Her ability to snap back in any situation. She’s a true hustler and it’s a turn-on when you come from the streets. To people on the outside looking in, she appears heartless as fuck. When you get to really know her, she’s caring, and she puts people around her in the position to thrive. Then there’s her raw beauty, I can’t really explain that shit. She is physically beautiful, but her personality makes her astounding. We connected one night, but because of her past, she quickly shut the shit down. Since that night, I’ve been trying to figure out ways to get that connection back. It’s gone and she has made it clear that she will never view me as anything more than what I am now.”

His eyes were now glossy, and I felt myself getting emotional. I wished Inferno could speak and feel that way about me.

“Why give up? Aren’t you loyal to her?” I asked seriously. He let out a deep chuckle and shook his head no.

“Business-wise, I will always be loyal. We work together. As far as me with other women no. I never even got a chance to see what her pussy smells like. I just fell in love with the woman she is. I don’ imagined her carrying my kids and wearing a ring from me. Sometimes we allow our hearts to control our rightful minds. You can’t force something that wasn’t meant to be, even if you feel like it suppose to be.” The waiter walked up with another waiter. They sat our items down and he took down two shots.

“You should keep trying.” I encouraged him, I didn’t see myself giving up on Inferno. I felt like one day, he would finally see that I was truly meant for him.

“No, I give up. She’s married and I can see how she looks at him. I don’t ever recall her looking at any other nigga this particular way. Besides… I love her so much and care about her happiness that I am willing to set my selfish desires to the side and let her be in love. I won’t interfere with what she has because she deserves it.” He looked off and picked up his third shot.

“I just know that if this nigga harm a single hair on her head, then I’m going to be ready to go to war behind her. I’ll also be there to pick up all the broken pieces to her heart. I just feel like her husband is actually meant for her.” He took the drink down and slammed the glass down like he hated what he just said.

“Wow, that’s really deep. I’m so in love with this guy that I have been involved with for years now that, I don’t know how to let go and just live.” I admitted. My whole world revolved around Inferno. It was sickening when I really sat back and thought about the whole situation. I just couldn’t help how I felt.

“I’m sorry, I guess we are both being rude. My name is Kenya, and yours?” I realized I just allowed this stranger at my table without us both introducing each other.

“You good, I saw you sitting here and just felt connected to you and some type of way that I can’t really explain. My name is Bundy. Kenya, whoever this man is, is a fool to not see this raw beauty right in front of him. Tell me more about yourself, if you don’t mind.”

I smiled and felt refreshed, it felt even better that I was able to sit back and talk to a man all about how I felt.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

SOVEREIGN

I watched Inferno cross his arms over his chest, his eyes never faltered as he looked my Abuela directly in the eyes. His butterscotch smooth skin looked radiant as hell. Malice’s prominent blue eyes lit up the entire room. I watched his every movement down to him licking those cinnamon pinkish lips then diverting his eyes towards me every couple of seconds and winking.

By his body language, and him looking down at his watch, I could tell that he would rather be any where then here. These past couple of months had been a big ass blur for me especially. I constantly came back and forth from Cali to Mexico to conduct business so much that I hadn’t been able to really enjoy all the money that I had been making.

Then there was my marriage, a marriage that started off strictly business but ended up having so much passion. I hadn’t pressed Malice about shit because I didn’t know which direction we were headed. What confused me even more was that he hadn’t touched me in three months. Leaving me to wonder who this nigga was dropping dick off in.

I already made up my mind that I wasn’t willing to share the type of dick he was packing with anyone else. So, I hope he was finding something safe to do, like keeping them balls heavy until it was time to release all the pint up nut inside of me.

“Sovereign? Are you okay Mijo?” I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and licked my glossed-up lips and looked at my Abuela.

“Yes, I was just thinking about some business that I needed to tend to.” I ran my hands through my silky tresses and instantly missed my wild curls. I had my hair bone straight because it was more tamable this way. I missed the extra volume and the bounce the curls had given me.

I was trying to stay focused but seeing that flamethrower leaning up against Malice leg. Plus, seeing his handsome ass face, I realized my hormones were going crazy. I desperately needed to get fucking laid.