Arvonti's

10.| Reunions

It was 2:30 in the morning when he walked back into his suit. After finding out what just happened to the Sinaloa Mansion he was way passed pissed. Right now he was currently on the phone wit Amir.

"Nigga you really had me and Los drive to the fuckin city when he was upstate! I told yo stupid ass not to get information from Con! ¿En qué mierda estabas pensando? No what don't even fuckin ansa that shit, next time you go to his ass I'm fuckin killin you!"

With that said Arvonti hung up and threw his work phone at the wall. "Vonti." He turned his head hearing Prince's voice. "Shit." He said as he seen Prince standing at the stairs. "Why you yellin like dad?" Prince asked. Arvonti's eyebrows furrowed.

"I was yellin like dad?" He asked as he walked towards the stairs. He nodded. "I don't like that." Arvonti walked up the stairs picking him up. "Lo siento." He said. "You know that means?" "I sorry." Prince said. "Good." Arvonti said as he put him back in Reyes's room.

"I'm sorry fo yellin like dad. I'on wanna be like that." "Why? Dad was nice, he read me books bout Ninja Turtles." "Dad never read me books." "Why?" "I guess he didn't love me like he loves you." "Esta bien. I love you." "I love you too baby bro." He said as he tuck him in the race car bed.

"Eat pie wit Ninja Turtles in yo dreams." Prince smiled. Arvonti walked over to the crib seeing Reyes sleep. He softly touched his curly hair as he kissed his cheek. "Papa loves you." He said.

He walked out the room cracking the door halfway before he walked across to his room. He walked in seeing Messiah asleep on the bed. He sighed as he cracked the door leaving it slightly opened. He rubbed his hands down his hair that was beginning to grow back.

With all the shit going on he was way passed stressed and pissed at this point. Tiwan was officially another problem on the list, he was actually thinking of letting him slide until now. Now he honestly just wanted to put four in his head.

Just thinking bout how Tiwan really done fuckin betrayed him and how Amir didn't fuckin listen was pissing him off. He wanted to hurt something, someone, so bad at this point. He wanted to yell and just curse the world out but he couldn't. He took his shirt off as he paced the floor.

I'm so tired of muhfuckas tryin me and my patience. He thought. I'm start shooting bitches in they legs and shit again. He rubbed his face. I'm really finna start offin any and every. Them muhfuckas really thought they were slick? He chuckled. I got all them faces on that hidden cam I just installed, I'm offin them niggas on sight.

Since they wanna muhfuckin try me boaa on my blood I'm fuckin shit up. Wanna kill my people and shit! Say less. He shook his head and hands. He was starting to get hot as he thought about it. "Vonti." He turned his head looking at Messiah, she was sitting up in bed wearing a black sweatshirt.

The box braids she gotten a weak ago was in a bun covered wit a bandanna. He looked her up and down. "What's wrong?" She asked as she looked him up and down. His whole body was tensed up and his carmel brown skin was turnin red.

She could tell she was stressing about something serious enough to make him turn red. "C'mere." She said pattin the bed. He shook his head licking his lips. He walked to the edge of the bed flipping the blanket over and grabbed her leg. He slid her down to the edge of the bed looking down in her brown doe eyes.

She looked in his now dark onyx eyes, they were filled with anger, frustration, and lust. Arvonti fucked his emotions away that was the type of person he was. He couldn't beat anyone up at the moment but he could beat her pussy up.