She waved me off with a smile on her face, knowing what I said was the truth. Rellianah lived for violence.
We sat back and conversed on the way. I prayed King wouldn’t be upset at me. I just needed to give Shadonna one last chance. I knew how shit went with pimps; they didn’t just easily let a hoe walk away from their stable. They were forceful and mean as fuck. I didn’t fear whoever Money was; I just didn’t respect his hustle. I looked over at Rellianah and smiled as she pulled out a nine-millimeter gun and held it comfortably in her hands. Soon as we pulled up to the huge mansion I glared at it in complete shock. Rellianah had an excited look in her eyes like a kid seeing McDonald’s on a Friday night. I had to give her ass a warning; I didn’t want no blood shed today and I didn’t want to commit no crimes.
“You already know you crazy as hell and trigger happy… don’t go in here trying to kill people. Don’t even demand nothing Relli. Be mindful that we are visitors, just checking in on a friend.”
“A friend? She ain’t my damn friend! I might as well make the best out of this and have a little fun.” She kissed her gun, making my stomach hurt.
“Gun powder ain’t good for the baby.” I warned.
“Girl, please! A lil gun smoke ain’t never hurt nobody, shit. I had to shoot a nigga when I was eight months pregnant with Christian.” She spat with maniac eyes.
“I swear you’re mental as fuck,” I chuckled as the driver opened the door for us to step out with Kyle and Rellianah’s two other security guards walking up to us with confused looks on their faces.
“If not me, then who? Now, let me go talk to my bodyguards and have them hold off on calling Cream… they can tell the men afterward. I guess this is forcing my hand to finally be nice to Kyle’s cry baby ass.” She shook her head.
Rellianah switched off hard approaching Kyle. She patted the top of his shoulder and smiled at him. The whole scene was comedy; the look on his face was even more hilarious. I made small steps to the massive front door and knocked three times and waited for someone to answer the door.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Layloni
Two beautiful women answered the door asking who I was. Before I could answer, Rellianah stepped to the side of me then forced her way past the women with her gun securely in her hand. Her security wasted no time stepping inside the foyer along with her. All I could do was nervously bit into my bottom lip with the way she pushed her way in demanding shit.
“Tell that nigga Money, Rellianah need to holler at him.” She pointed to the two women who were visibly shaken. “Oh and tell him to bring his new hoe Cheeks down here and my cousin Curly.” She demanded, waving her gun.
By now, we had stepped fully inside the mansion; my mouth fell opened. This place was huge and laced with nothing but the best. The front room was all white. I felt self-conscious with Nike sandals against the freshly shined floor. I turned to Rellianah and begged her with my eyes to calm the hell down. She rolled her eyes at me then grinned.
“Calm down, remember, I said we are guests,” I whispered lowly, trying not to alert her bodyguards that we were in some kind of trouble. They already looked to be on alert with Rellianah holding her gun out.
“Y’all hoes just standing around, go get us pregnant women some water, some juice! Red wine would be fine too!” Rellianah waved her gun around like it was a magic stick. The girls looked scared as they scurried away to retrieve what she demanded.
“No red wine girls!” I yelled out, as Rellianah rolled her eyes. My feet were already starting to hurt, so I took a seat while Rellianah stood still. She now started to pace like she was impatient.
“Boss Lady, Cream doesn’t want you standing too long… would you like to take a seat?” Kyle asked, trying to sound as sweet as possible, Rellianah glared at him.
“What I need is for you to …no thank you, Kyle, thanks for asking.” She smiled tightly.
She was trying her hardest to be nice to Kyle since we both were up to no good. When the girls returned with our drinks, a light skin handsome man walked in with an exotic beauty by his side. The man had Gucci sandals on, with a matching Gucci robe. When he smiled, his diamond grill blinded me; his curls were dry and all over his head. I had to admit; this man was fine as hell.
“Rellianah, what brings you to my home?” he asked in a smooth voice as his eyes fell on me. He winked then focused back on Rellianah. She seemed so unfazed by his charming looks while he seemed to be unfazed by her gun.
I swallowed down hard before speaking, “Good afternoon, Money Sir… I’m here to see my dear friend Shadonna.”
I tried smiling, to reassure him that I meant no disrespect popping up at his home unannounced.
“Curly… look at you.” Rellianah spoke sharply, her gray eyes looked her cousin up and down with disappointment.
“Your family comes from money and you still act as if you’re some sort of peasant. Giving up pussy, then handing the whole payment over to this pretty boy ass nigga.” She spat.
She pointed her gun towards Money then she spit on his beautiful marble floor. My stomach tanked at Rellianah’s blatant disrespect.
“You all know how the fuck I give it up.” She spat out coldly. “You very fortunate that I’m here under different circumstances, Money.” She flicked the top of her nose. “Before people die, stop wasting my fucking time and bring that hoe Cheeks out. I would hate to lose my cool… Lord help you all if my husband found out his wife had to kill while being pregnant with his third child.” She gritted out.
Money’s face turned beet red as he whispered to something to Curly. I found it weird that the woman still hadn’t said nothing to Rellianah. She turned around and quickly walked away but froze when Rellianah spoke again.
“Look at you, this nigga snaps his fingers and there you go fetching for whatever like a dog… you were raised way better than this… dumb ass bitch,” she spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. Curly looked like she wanted to say something but chose not to as she walked off fast to go get Shadonna, leaving me, Money and Rellianah facing off with one another.
“Cheeks belong here, she on contract… you and me both know, Rellianah, that I can’t let her just walk like that. You would have to buy her from me. Did you come prepared for that?” he asked with a satisfied smirk on his face like he had won the battle.
