“Lenny,” Lucille whimpered; her knees felt weak like she would fall to the ground at any moment. “You agreed to give Royal up once he was born! You made a promise to your best friend out of debt! I never wanted to give my son away!” She cried out.
La’Nova’s bottom lip fell open. She quickly closed it as she continued to witness Lucille fall apart. Skeletons were falling out both of their closets. La’Nova hated that she stood as a witness to it.
Lennox swiftly kicked Lucille in the stomach. She flew then slid across the floor until her back hit the wall. His size eleven foot should have caused pain from the amount of force he placed into the kick. Lucille had been embracing pain for a long time. Lennox’s violence toward her did nothing to soothe the ache of him bringing up Roy.
Images of Roy flashed to the forefront of Lucille’s mind. Even as a newborn, he was happy. The only thing that comforted her in giving him away was him having a fair chance to live a normal life, unlike Kentrell and Luca. She hid her pregnancy from Dontrell. It wasn’t an easy task but with Lennox’s help they made it happen.
“I told you to bring the lil nigga to me! I could’ve had Ronald and his wife killed, fuck a friendship!” He paced back and forth with murder on his mind.
He pointed his index finger accusingly in her direction. Her tears didn’t move him; they only fed his demented ego. Lennox had a soft spot for Lucille, but not soft enough to spare her from his fist or feet.
“Now bitch.” He ran one hand through his short, dried curls to reground himself. “You been here for the past couple of weeks heartbroken behind that retarded nigga Luca. You been protecting that little muted nigga for quite some time now. You didn’t care to mention the part about him falling in love with this big greasy neck bitch?”
“Don’t you call my Luca Bear retarded, he?—”
In a flash, Lennox damn near flew in Lucille’s direction. His huge hand wrapped around her throat as he effortlessly lifted her from the floor. La’Nova’s heart thumped hard in her chest ashis men stepped closer to her side. She eyed the rest of Lennox’s men. They all looked on with blank expressions on their faces like this was the norm for them. And that it was. They’ve seen their boss do worse for less.
“I’m sorry Lenny baby,” Lucille struggled to get the words out.
There was no doubt in her mind that Lennox would kill her without thinking twice. She wasn’t afraid of death, Lucille waited on it on multiple occasions. She made a vow before she left the world, she’d make things right with Luca, so her conscience could be at peace while in hell.
“The way he looked at her,” Lucille choked off her own words, struggling to breathe with Lennox hand tightening around her throat. “I never seen that look in his eyes. Luca deserved whatever piece of relief and happiness he could get.” She rolled her eyes weakly over to La’Nova.
Based off the welled tears in La’Nova’s eyes that she rapidly blinked away, Lucille knew that La’Nova and Luca would find their way back to one another once all the smoke cleared. She also knew the moment La’Nova showed up in Vegas meant that she was here to end Lennox’s life.
“You don’t get to decide what the fuck that nigga needs.” Lennox’s nose scrunched in revulsion.
“He’s going to kill Kentrell.” La’Nova blurted out.
She ignored Lucille’s look of despair and cautiously took a step forward. Those five words captured Lennox. He released his hold on Lucille and stood up straight.
“I came here because I have no choice. Me and Kentrell made a deal to get the millions that Dontrell had stashed awaysomewhere along with the mafia’s playbook. It would have set the both of y’all up for life. He promised me my freedom and half of the money. With Luca killing my Kentrell.” La’Nova gulped down painfully.
She was disgusted with the reality of the deal she made with Kentrell years ago. She was even more disgusted with claiming Kentrell’s ass as his.
“If Kentrell dies, I’ll have no one.” She forced her tears out to make herself seem believable.
“I need him, Lennox. I have no family, no money. I came to warn you, hoping that you’ll give me a job to make some money. Maybe you can send some men to warn Kentrell because he hasn’t answered the phone.” La’Nova continued to sell herself as the wheels in Lennox’s mind turned.
The sad truth was that Lennox didn’t give a fuck about Kentrell either. The only thing that La’Nova mentioned that got his attention was The Bonetti Mafia playbook. He hadn’t heard about the book since his father disowned him. He wondered how his son Kentrell even knew about it. That book held the keys to all of the mafia’s deeply rooted connects. It held passcodes to safes and banks stashed around the states and even out the country.
The playbook was priceless, it would secure generations upon generations. Lennox immediately became determined to get his deadly fingers on it.
“Lenny baby, that bitch is lying!” Lucille panicked.
She knew about the playbook and had been secretly trying to get her hands on it first.
“I’m not!” La’Nova snapped.
“Kentrell told me all about it! We’ve been going in circles trying to find it. He even made me promise not to ever mention it. I have no choice now with Luca threatening to kill my fucking man.” She frowned.
Lennox’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He formed a new outlook on La’Nova right away and had been convinced of her loyalty to Kentrell.
“This big bitch knows something about fucking loyalty.” He boosted to no one in particular.
“I’ll send some men, but my son is smart.” He smirked evilly, thinking of who he’d kill first once he got the playbook. “He text me hours ago telling me he planned to lay low,” Lennox smoothly lied.
His hardened glare fleeted from Lucille to La’Nova.
