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“There she is… just as blessed and precious.” she pointed to the brown skinned baby, who was the most beautiful baby I had lay eyes on.

She was swaddled up perfectly. Like a little angel waiting on me to bring her home. Give her the life that she was never supposed to have but now had.

“Someone mistakenly allowed your mother to hold her. She now continues to ask for the baby.”

I washed my hands and went into the nursery. When I sat down, they handed me the little bundled angel, and I held her. Rocking back and forth, I touched her soft skin and looked at her.

Her birth story was such a tragic one. One no child should ever have to learn about, and I was going to make sure she never learned about it.

“Zoya Eaton,” I smiled and kissed her forehead.

CHAPTER 24

GOON

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Seven hours and a layover later,and I arrived at the small ass airport and had a car service already waiting to take me to my baby. When she asked me to come, I could tell something was wrong. Shit, I was surprised she even asked me. To know Zoya was to know that she would never ask for something.

She would rather suffer in silence before ever asking anybody for a favor. It was tough because that was the thing that I loved and hated about her. She was strong, but she was too damn tough at times. I wanted her to let that guard down and let a nigga be that guard for her.

When she called, I knew she needed me, and I didn’t need to wait for her to call me back later on. Whatever was going on, she was going to tell me in person. I called Menace and told him that I was on my way. He asked if I needed him to send his jet and I declined, which came with questions that only his crazy ass heard.

As much as her brothers would have jumped in to get me to her, I was her man. If I had to depend on another man to get to my woman, I wasn’t much of a fucking man. A commercial flight, layover, and booking my ride while waiting to board my second flight was nothing.

It was pitch black as the driver took me to the Caselli chalet. I leaned my head back, not knowing what waited for me. She hadn’t called me like she promised, so I knew shit had to be bad.

Capri’s name popped across my screen, and I quickly answered cause Lady Inferno never called unless it was something important. “Cherry is good?”

“Your Goddaughter is very fine.” She smacked on whatever she was eating in my ear. “Have you spoken to Zoya?”

“On my way to her right now.”

“In Aspen?” she replied, confused.

“Landed a little while ago… what happened?”

She sighed. “She sent us all a group text saying that her birthday trip is cancelled. I tried to call her, but she didn’t answer. She has already pushed the trip back twice already. Then Blair called, and she got her voicemail. Is she alright, Goon?”

I couldn’t even speak on if she was fine or not because I truly didn’t know. With the way Menace sounded when I spoke to him before my flight, I could tell whatever she was going to find out was going to be crazy.

“I don’t know. I’ll be there in thirty minutes, and I’m trying to find out too. When I get to her, if she’s up to it, I’ll have her call you… Pri, shit don’t sound like shit is good with her.”

“Keep us updated, G,” Meer yelled in the background.

“Please keep me updated and let me know if I need to catch a flight to see my girl… I’ll do it.”

The thing about Capri was that she would. Whenever someone she loved needed her, she was there without questions asked.

“I got you.”

Security let the car through, and we drove to the main house. The property held a huge house with smaller houses to the side of it. It was dope as shit and reminded me of Christmas. Snow hadn’t even fallen, and I could already imagine how magical this shit felt when the snow blanketed everything.

Before I got out, the front door opened, and Menace walked out with his hands in his pockets. I grabbed my duffle bag from the driver and told him to stick around just in case. I walked up the steps slowly.

“She’s been in her room since we got back. The screams… fucking cries on the other side of that door. Won’t come out or talk… turned her phone off and cancelled her birthday trip,” he informed me.

I looked away. “That bad, huh?”