“I’m about to go.” He stood. “Give me a hug.”
Danira got up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Noble hated to compare but her body didn’t fit right in his arms anymore. The only form he wished to feel was his Pumpkin. Noble pulled back as Danira gazed at him.
“Good looking out on the talk. You still got the ability to make me feel better.” He smiled.
“That’s nice to know.” She leaned in and kissed his lips.
They always had a farewell kiss until they met again. It was endearing but not in a romantic way. Almost like abe goodkiss.
“I’ll holla at you later,” he told her.
“Alright.”
Danira walked him to the door, and Noble left the house. In a way he felt a bit light. Still, the void from Irish’s absence wouldn’t be soothed for a long time.
Rio pushed out a frustrated breath. Everything that could go wrong had, and he couldn’t understand why he hadn’t made any strides up until now. Trying to locate Cali and herlover had been harder than expected. Rio pulled up at Douglas’ house, only for his guards to turn him and his crew away. He went to Enya’s house, demanding her whereabouts just for her and her husband, Kip, to claim they didn’t know. The only place left was Bria’s home, but he didn’t know where she lived.
Currently, Rio sat at the table with Noble, Jovanis, Zayd, and Wilde on one side while Douglas and his men sat across. Per usual, Douglas was dressed in a tailored suit with his loud cologne filling the room.
“We need to come to an agreement,” Douglas stated. “I can’t have you trying to kill my daughter, Rio. I know you understand my position.”
“I don't give a fuck about your position,” Rio sneered, grilling him. “That lil’ hoe you raised tried to take me out with her side nigga. You should know what type of time I’ma be on.”
Douglas’ jaw clenched before sharply exhaling. He turned to Noble.
“What can we do to make this go away? You have to know that if something happens to my daughter, that a war will ensue. I’ve already alerted the mob so they're on standby, ready for whatever call you make.”
Noble’s brows furrowed. “You said that to say what?”
Douglas reclined in his seat. “Read between the lines, Noble. I know you aren’t familiar with me because of my departure from TLM, but I never come to play.”
“Nigga and?” Wilde chuckled. “The fuck that’s supposed to mean to us? We don't give a fuck how you coming. What you need to be worried about is that snake-ass daughter of yours.”
“Facts,” Zayd added.
Douglas chuckled. “You two still trying to prove yourself, huh? Tuck let y’all cause all kinds of chaos. You're one of the reasons the organization went to the gutta.”
“And now it’s on top again,” Noble asserted. “Now if you want to keep your daughter safe, I suggest you watch your mothafucking mouth coming at my brothers.”
Douglas’ nostrils flared before he pushed a sinister smile on his lips. “I’m willing to pay a fee for your troubles. Although, I know my daughter didn’t set you up.”
“Why? Because she’s trustworthy and was a faithful wife?” Rio sarcastically asked.
“No, because she would never want you dead. Cali may be a lot of things, but she has never given that she wanted to have you killed.”
“You don't know her ass at all.” Rio scoffed. “She’s selfish as fuck.”
Douglas shrugged, resting his elbow on the arm of the chair. “I’m not disagreeing with you.”
“500 K,” Noble announced.
Douglas’ forehead creased as confusion settled on his features. “Excuse me?”
“That’s what we need to lift this bounty.” Noble smirked at him.
“You gotta be motherfucking joking!” Douglas boomed. “$500,000 is a lot of money.”
Jovanis smacked his lips. “You was just talking that gangsta shit a minute ago. Don't be cheap, Doug.”
