La’Nova glanced at him, surprised. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips before she spoke.
“You get it,” she said.
“I do,” he whispered back.
La’Nova studied Luca for a couple of seconds. The restraint in the way he breathed, spoke, and drove wasn’t empty. He was a well composed man from what she observed of him in the short time she was around him.
“I wished you talked more, maybe it would narrow down some of my confusion with you,” she said in a soft tone.
“Talking… costs.” Luca smiled, this time not looking her way.
La’Nova nodded like that made perfect sense.
“I used to think quiet people were crazy, like they probably don’t feel shit because they’re too busy secretly plotting shit.” She shook her head and chuckled sympathetically. “Truth is… they probably feel everything but just don’t leak the same way as people who talk a lot.” She smirked.
For some reason La’Nova wanted to make Luca smile again. Each time she laid eyes on him, his face was rested, eyes hollow. He looked like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. She remembered how he looked back in her camper when he really smiled at her boldness. His perfectly aligned white teeth and stretched face had a spark radiating off it . Thatsmile brought life to his dark orbs and made him appear more human.
Seconds later, Luca’s mouth twitched into a half smile that was barely visible. He relaxed the tight hold he had on the steering wheel then glanced over at her.
“That’s why you don’t leak?” He asked.
La’Nova’s stomach tightened.This man is something else…she thought, licking her lips.
“I leak; I think you know how much I leak too….” She let her seductive words marinate in his mind before turning her words back into cold reality. Luca licked his cinnamon lips; he tugged at his beard and reflected the way her pussy gushed out all around his nose, lips, and beard. The taste of her was etched in his mind, so she didn’t have to remind him of how much leakage she spilled out for him.
“I used to leak all the time.” La’Nova thought about Kentrell. “Crying. Begging. Explaining myself to people who already made up their minds, not giving a damn about my input… I had to stop that shit and accept some things and people for what and who it was… The camper fixed that too,” she added in a more serious tone.
“I taught myself how to fight… My parent’s spoiled me.” She gulped down regretfully. “They spoiled me rotten…all I knew about when they were taken away from me was… coloring just to see their pleased smiles, homecooked meals, and going to private school. I had some good friends there that’ll I’ll never forget…” La’Nova stopped herself from reflecting and expressing the past.
There were times she reflected and smiled, wishing she could turn back the hands of times with a time machine. Back to a time when she was happy, pure, and innocent, having both of her parents. La’Nova had no one earth that she shared that with. She regretted sharing it with Luca since his father was the reason for her traumatic past.What made me so comfortable with telling him that shit?She wondered, but her thoughts relapsed back to Kentrell. The rollercoaster of different emotions he put her through really messed with her mental to this very day. She shook it all off then glanced over at Luca.
“Who house we visiting?” She asked, lightly changing the subject.
The Maybach slowed as they turned down a residential street. La’Nova eyed the chain linked fences. They were in the middle of the hood over on the Southside.
“Kentrell’s,” Luca whispered, his jaw tightened as he came to a slow stop. “He has twins. I’m going to be raising them?—”
“Because he refuses to acknowledge them.” La’Nova cut Luca off, feeling disgusted but not surprised by Kentrell’s actions. She wondered if Luca knew about his other kids…
“Yes… I’m going to kill him for that soon,” Luca declared.
Goosebumps spread across La’Nova’s arms as she looked over at Luca’s serious face.
Maybe… just maybe…this can be my way out.Her thoughts started to get the best of her. Luca saying he would kill Kentrell, the one person that knew her secrets and could use them all against her made her shutter with anticipation. It meant an end was coming soon to all the madness she had been experiencing, except there was one more person lurking in the shadows.
Lennox, she hadn’t seen him since Kentrell took her far away from the dark cage she once considered home. She looked over at Luca in a different light. La’Nova finally acknowledged that Kentrell and Lennox hated and bad-mouthed Luca because he was nothing like them… but then there was Dontrell Sr. She couldn’t get his face if someone paid her millions to do so. He killed her father in cold blood without showing an ounce of mercy on his soul.
She looked out the window and saw Luca’s men march past his Maybach. In military form, they surrounded the run-down looking house. Some of his men went around the back of the house while some stepped behind dried-out bushes.
La’Nova swallowed down hard as she looked back at Luca. She instantly admired him for stepping up and raising Kentrell’s kids.
“Well, that’s good,” La’Nova said smugly. “Any man that can make kids and not take care of them deserves hell,” she continued.
“Do you love him?” Luca asked carefully.
“At one point in time, I did. I thought he was saving me,” La’Nova stated truthfully. “He ended up damaging me more.”
“Is that why you chain smoke?” Luca’s deep baritone raspy voice cut through in the middle of his whispered words.
