Ava Bonetti

Part 14 Carter

"What hoe?" Kane asked Carter as they drove through Miami with his Rolls Royce to go meet with his Carter's little cousin. Carter usually wasn't behind the wheel, he'd be getting chauffeured but it eased his mind when ever he did. He usually never lost his cool, but he'd lost it today. He almost raised his voice even. "That hoe Q was fucking with- call herself putting her hands on me, not to mention how many times she called me out my name," he said gritting his teeth. Kane looked over at his boss, who rarely got this mad. "Who Ava got you like this?" Kane asked then chuckled. "You know her?" He asked. "Yeah- she been with Q for a while. She ain't no hoe or nothing though, she only was with him and that Johnny nigga from Eastover, remember? That nigga died a while back," he said. "Johnny Zato? Zato family?" He asked eyebrows raised. "Yeah man- Q said that's why she said fucked up, he died on her birthday. Heard that nigga was the first to hit it," Kane admitted with a chuckle. "She letting any nigga hit it now, Q still in a coma and she pregnant by Amari Travis," Carter spat. "Los Angelos Lakers Amari Travis?" Kane asked wide eyed. "Hell yeah, you ain't heard?" He asked. "I knew she was pregnant and all since she apologized to all of us and shit but not to no Amari Travis. That nigga beast on the court. Matter of fact, I got money on his first game out of pre season," Kane admitted pulling out his phone. "Yeah whatever, all I know is- that bitch needa stay as far away from me as possible before shit get real," Carter warned. "I'll make sure she gets it," Kane nodded. "Good look," Carter nodded as well. "What did Ed want us to meet him about anyway I thought he was out of the game," Kane said. "Looks like he's trying to get back in, and besides the fact of him being my little cousin, that nigga was a soldier and brought me lajun," Carter admitted rubbing his fingers together, emphasizing "money". "I'll be happy to have him back around too, he was loyal," Kane admitted. "Most definitely," Carter agreed still thinking of how disrespectful Q's girl had been. He hadn't gotten disrespected like that in all his life, it was just mind boggling to him. He'd usually never hit a female especially a pregnant female but she had gotten under his skin in the worst way. She actually had had his trigger finger itching but Q laying in that bed helped him not to. He knew Q was once crazy about the girl, since Q wasn't no mushy nigga yet whenever he used to bring her up his whole face would light up, like he had a purpose for life or something. Carter hoped to find that happiness one day, someone to share his empire with but Q and Ava's situation made him rethink it. Here her man was laying in a hospital bed and she was pregnant by some other nigga. Yeah Q had been in there for a year and some change but it's called Ride or Die. Females were grimy and sneaky like snakes to him and Ava who'd cheated on his favorite cousin/ best friend was on his shitlist. "She bad doe right?" Kane asked interrupting his thoughts. "What?" Carter asked. "Ava? I know you dislike her but you can't tell me her lil ass ain't bad," Kane said. Carter thought about it and shrugged it off knowing damn well it was true. If she hadn't been Q's girl, he would have definitely bagged her. She had the body shape of a coca cola bottle and a nice fat ass, with the face of a goddess. She looked mixed with something, she had mesmerizing hazel slanted eyes, pink pouty plump lips, a narrow nose, it made her look exotic. "She Ethiopian ain't she?" Carter asked. "I don't know boss, all I know is- wait, yeah, I met her moms with Q before. Her moms Ethopian, her dad Colombian and black," he explained. "I know- Bonetti, I got mad respect for the man, their legends too but his daughter need to watch her fuckin mouth," Carter warned. Kane looked at him and sighed. "You ain't letting this go are you?" He asked. He knew his boss. He knew he was firm in disrespect and when Ava got mad she was ultra disrespectful. He'd seen her first hand with Q but Q calmed her down quickly with a few words. He knew she didn't know Carter which was why she was being ultra disrespectful but when Carters mind was made up, it was made up. "I don't think so," Carter admitted. "Then I guess it's time for a sit down," Kane sighed heavily. Sit down was like court but for mafias. Where the fathers and victim decided your fate. It could go good or it could go badly. It could be a peace treaty or it could be war.