Chapter 15 - Franky

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I was having a conversation with my neighbor, thanking her for coming, as I overheard Azalea. The name Jeremiah, why do I know that name. Her ex-boyfriend. The only man she ever loved- what the fuck is he doing here? Did Azalea invite him? I turned around and decided to interrupt this little reunion. He was a pretty cocky little fuck, saying how he was her first love.

"That's cute in all but look who married her. And look who is going to be her last love. Why the fuck-" Azalea grabbed my arm and pulled me away.

"Baby, look at me." She laid her hands on my chest. I locked my eyes onto her eyes and she gave me that look. I began to breathe and calm down. "You have nothing to worry about, go have a drink and talk to your boys and let me handle him." She calmly spoke to me, her voice was that of an angel and seemed to cure my anger. I made eye contact with Jeremiah as I kissed Azalea. I snatched my drink off the table and walked to find Rico.

There is no way in hell this guy is coming back into Azalea's life now. She's mine. Yeah he may have been her first but I'm her last. That's all that matters right?

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