Then I called Naomi.
Because I couldn’t fly.
And I damn sure wasn’t sitting alone with this.
However, as I waited for Naomi to give me an answer, I thought about my night in Vegas with Yuna…
CHAPTER 18
Ares (Six Years Ago)
“The Only One Who Walked Away”
Iknew her before I ever had her.Back when she was just Zay’s little sister, moving like she already had status.Yuna Wells had a mouth on her.
Always had.
She disrespected people for fun.
Especially niggas like me.
Rich. Older. Around too long.
I used to see her in rooms we weren’t supposed to share, liquor in her hand, eyes low. She would look at me, take her time, then say something slick.
And I never checked her.
I let her talk.
Because I knew it wasn’t just talk.
This night in Vegas was supposed to be quick.
One night.
Two days after my birthday.
Taurus season.
I had just turned thirty.
No attachments. No distractions.
Just money, liquor, and whatever woman chose to be there.
That was the plan.
Until I walked into the club and saw her.
She was already drunk.
The section was full of the hottest rich girls from California. Bottles and drugs everywhere.
At this time, her naturally honey blonde hair was long and straight. Gym body right. Same look on her face like she didn’t care about anything around her.
She saw me, too, looked me over, and smirked.
I should’ve left her alone.
