"They say love makes you do crazy things...well, I never knew he would be my reason behind it."
Giselle Washington was born and raised in New York City. After moving out on her own, she realized her job as a nurse wasn't going to be enough to pay th...
Fuck. Did she just take my lip and bite down on it? I don't know what game she's playing but I'm sure that she's clueless about me. How does that saying go?
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"If you play with fire, you're bound to get burned."
Gio came up to me and interrupted my dark thoughts. Giselle was gonna make me work for her attention and I was down for that. I'm sure she won't be able to resist me sooner or later.
"I'm guessing you saw Giselle and that's why you have that look on your face."
"Well, thank you Captain Obvious! I didn't notice a beautiful woman working behind my bar that I didn't recently hire."
This time Gio was the one rolling his eyes at me and I couldn't help but laugh. He walked right into that one. I kept catching glances of Giselle talking to my bartenders and introducing herself. She seems happy back there as she started learning her surroundings.
After I knew she was safe and Starr sat comfortably in VIP, we headed downstairs to the "Room Of Reason." I might call it that but there's no reasoning with me. If you fuck with me then, there's hell to pay!
Gio gave me one last glance before walking up to the door. I know he was unsure of how I would react since my temper was always on a 1000. No one ever had time to fully explain themselves before I would shoot them dead. I had to control myself and thoughts of Giselle could help with that.
We walked into the room and I held my composure. One asshole tied to a chair blindfolded and badly beaten. My eyes turned dark with an ominous spirit hovering over me. I'm not able to control myself in the slightest. If I wasn't in this stupid ass sling and stitches on my side, I would beat his entire face in. I pulled up a chair to my shooter while taking a drag of my vape.
"So, tell me why you decided to shoot me? You must have some really big balls to come after someone like me."
Our captive whined through the tape covering his mouth. I was anxiously waiting to rip it off his mouth. Hopefully, he will cry out even more when I do so. He's lucky that my arm is in this sling because by now my sleeves would be rolled up and fists covered in blood.
"I'm gonna remove the tape from your mouth and you're gonna tell me what I wanna know."
I leaned over to remove the tape as he hollered out in pain. He seemed to be really scared and clueless about everything that was going on.
"Someone came to our turf and dropped off a hefty penny to take you out. They promised us that we would be safe and you would never find out . I...I...I got nervous because I never wanted to kill you so I shot just to injure or paralyze."
My blood runneth over as I got up and tossed my chair across the room. I didn't give a fuck about my womb or shoulder, I was too pissed off. No one came over to me as everyone knew not to mess with me when I'm pissed. I continued to take deep breaths and pace the floor.
