Page 38 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

I wasn’t against dating big girls, none just ever crossed my radar like Amaris did. Everything on her was voluptuous, and she had the nerve to be tall with her weight. She was the perfect combination of everything I never saw coming my way.

I sparked the blunt while staring directly at Maniac with thoughts of his daughter’s pussy and thickness in the forefront of my mind.

I’m gon’ teach this nigga a valuable lesson that’s gon’ end up being a long-term lesson… I thought, cracking a sinister smile. I closed the distance between us then blew smoke toward the ceiling.

“You still think this about money, when I know you got it to give.” I smirked.

I refused to refer to him as Jeremiah since he lived up to his street name. This nigga had to be a true fuckin’ maniac to try to play dangerous games by even speaking on the Bonetti name. I had the right mind to make a new example out of him, and I would… starting with Amaris.

“I can fix this shit, man,” he drawled cautiously.

“You could’ve fixed it before you started talking reckless.” I pointed my blunt in his face before pulling it back to take another deep pull.

His eyes frantically darted over to Amaris then back to me.

“My baby girl ain’t got nothing to do with this,” he reasoned.

“No,” I agreed calmly. “She don’t.”

“Then why the hell am I standing here?” She sounded off from behind me.

I looked at her, catching her feisty ass yanking her arm again. Then I found myself transfixed on her oversized shirt that said ‘Love Overreacting’ down to the loose-fitting sweats that still didn’t hide none of her luscious curves.

Her small locs were still tied up in a bun at the crown of her head as her angry eyes tried hard not to reveal anger and confusion in them. Amaris was too damn beautiful to be caught up in the middle of her father’s bullshit. What I wouldn’t do is go back and forth with her and her bitch ass daddy at the same time.

“Stop giving Brutal a hard time.” I squinted my eyes. “Stand yo ass still before I tell yo daddy how you were acting in the closet.” I winked at her.

My dick twitched seeing all the color drain from her face. Her mouth fell ajar, eyes pleading with me not to reveal how naughty and tempting she was being earlier.

“What’s it gon’ be?” I raised a brow at her.

She quickly straightened her posture, eyes now fixated on the white carpet.

Checkmate! Her sick twisted ass was actually turned on about me coming to kidnap her nutty ass. Wasn’t shit normal about Amaris. I couldn’t wait to reveal more of her true colors.

“Good fucking girl,” I praised lowly.

Dammit! I’d be damned…. Amaris’s toes curled into the carpet. She took in a deep breath, making her titties rise and fall slowly. The graphic shirt she had on failed miserably at concealing the fact that she had on no bra. Her nipples protruded through the cotton material. I damn near was getting ready to drool over her. I swallowed down, ignoring the vision of her thick thighs spread far apart from behind.

“I know you love your daughter dearly,” I said to Maniac, keeping my eyes on a now humble Amaris.

“I know you’d give your last breath for her,” I continued.

Amaris’s eyes shifted from the floor to mine; it was evident she was still affected by my praise. I licked my bottom lip then sucked it into my mouth before mouthing ‘good fucking girl’ once more, just to see if she really had a praise kink. My eyes landed on her curled toes again. My balls tightened, followed by pre cum oozing out the tip of my dick.

Gotta stay the fuck away from Breasturant… I thought. She was my kind of freak which could end up being some toxic shit.

“Roy—”

Maniac clamped his mouth shut soon as I snapped my head in his direction.

“I know she your weak spot too.” I cocked my head to the side, clasping my hands behind my back.

See Luca had decorum about his shit when it came to surprise visits like tonight. Me? I stood there, not giving one fuck that my dick was hard as steel. It was Amaris’s fault anyway, she just had to tempt the fuck out of me.

“For the next forty-eight hours.” I smirked. “Your precious brat stays with me…. So, I suggest you tell her to be on her best fuckin’ behavior.” I barked out an amused chuckle, then glanced back over at Amaris. “I don’t mind whooping people adult kids.”

This time Brutal laughed behind me. Jeremiah’s face lost color then turned cherry red.