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Shots rang through the dark night. The gun between his fingers felt like home as he pulled the trigger. A hard life he always had, pushing that pain deep and burying it away. He never thought he...
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Glock paced the floor of his penthouse suit back and forth, a habit he had been abusing since getting out of prison. He was was nervous as fuck to see Myahni. He didn't know whether or not she was showing up and that thought alone made his stomach turn. He had the room decorated in candles and roses everywhere. He had a special meal prepared and a table in the middle set for two. The lights were dimmed low and slow jams played in the background. He wasn't planning on having sex with her tonight, he just wanted the night to be special and he knew that when she was pissed at him, she liked the romantic shit he did to make up for what he'd done prior.
On the other side of the door, Myahni stood nervous as well. Her heart pounded in her chest. She didn't know whether she wanted to knock or run the other way. Hold the strap to her purse tight. She had brought the Manila folder containing the divorce papers. Tonight was the night she was going to ask her husband for a divorce. While in his mind, he was asking his wife to give him another chance.
Knocking on the door, she waited until he answered. Opening the door, Glock stared down at the goddess he married all those years ago. How could I have cheated on someone so damn beautiful. He thought to himself. They stared at each other for a minute before she looked away. I'm not hear for this. She thought.
"Come in." He said moving out of the way so she could walk into the suit. Once she was in she gasped, looking around the room in shock. Roses were scattered and candles were lit. She thought it was beautiful. Glock smirked, he felt as if he had done something right. He closed the door, and walked up behind her. "You like it?" He asked.
She nodded her head, not knowing what to say as she continued looking around the room. "How can you afford this?" She asked.
"That's not important. We need to talk." He said wanting to get right down to the reason he asked her here. He placed his hand at the small of her back leading her to the table that contained there food. Myahni couldn't ignore the feeling she got when his hand touched her.
They both sat down and stared at each other. Glock smirked a bit loving the way she looked. He always loved that she didn't wear make up. "Why are you staring?" She asked tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"You look beautiful ma'. I'm just admiring my view." His words tugged at her heart strings. She wanted believe what he was saying but what he'd done still played a big toll on her.
"Thank you. Good looks good." She looked away from him and down at her meal. Her looking away hurt him a bit but he shook it off.
"I remembered that you liked Chicken Alfredo so I got the chef to prepare it." She nodded, giving him a side smile. She said a prayer to herself because she knew that Lawrence had converted to Muslim and they had two different beliefs. After they said their silent prayers they started eating.
