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ZAYN ALONZO SANTIAGO Lonzo POV
The atmostphere surrounding the room was thick as fuck. Can barely breathe. I stand in between Don and Kevin as we listen to the officials talking. We're in a meeting and guess who is our guess.
Nuh the same fucka.
"All a we a business man, mi nuh see how yuh find time a hold grudge," my father says and the fucka to scoffs.
"A nuh grudge eno, mi just need fi reach e top so basically the one at the top need fi go zimi," he says and I frown.
A wah kinda fuckry dah fucka-
"Sekkle dung nuh"
"So that's it? That a the reason a guh round the ooman family and a terrorize dem just cuz yuh have jealousy fi me?" my father says finding this humorous.
The fucka clenches his jaw. "What me n mi ooman ina nuh concern you," he says and my skin crawls.
Him dem call "delulu"
"Carlos plz the lady divorce yuh, nth nuh deh desso fi yuh no more,lef har alone" Mr Hernandez chimes in and the fucka laughs.
"She a mi ooman until mi dead so gwan chat, and lef wah? Mi can go round dat whenever me feel like," he says slouching in his chair.
A knock on the door alerts us as ima lady walks in looking a bit uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry Mr Santiago but he wanted to be included in the meeting as he says it concerns him, he's very persistent," she says and I raise brow.
"Who that now?"
"I don't know but he's not from here,"
Suddenly someone walks in and the place got silent. Him look very familiar.
"Javier?" Mr Hernandez and my father says as the man walks up to them dabbing them up.
Carlos now looks a bit aggrivated as Kevin elbows my side with a shocked look.
"Nuh the one Mexican Don that?" he says and I nod now realizing.
"Then bomboclaat a wah him a do ya?" Don adds in and we move further up to hear.
Javier looks toward a now haunty Carlos who sits up in his chair. "Hi I'm Javier, not so nice meeting you," he gives him a tight lipped smile and we look in between them.
