Jayla Santiago's POV

"Jay... take it easy. You don't want her to pass out again. Or worse" Everett says to me.

A cold, cruel smirk curls on my lips as I look down at the bruised and bloodied woman I now know as Marisa Agyekum. 

She looks like she's hardly able to keep her eyes open.

I put a cigarette between my lips and I take a rag to wipe my bleeding knuckles.

"She crashed my best friend's wedding. She's not pregnant and I've given her time to sober up. I want answers" I say cooly, taking a sip of my drink.

He kisses his teeth, standing in the corner watching her pitiful state.

"I'm... in love with him" I hear her weak voice say.

I roll my eyes and I backhand her sharply.

"Shut up. Talk when you're spoken to" I say.

Everett winces.

I stare at him.

"You gone soft now?" I ask, smirking at him.

He scowls.

"Of course not." He seethes.

"But you know how I feel about hitting and hurting women" he says with a nonchalant shrug.

I roll my eyes and I look back at the sorry excuse for a woman in front of me.

"She ain't count. No self respecting woman crashes another woman's wedding. If you don't like it, get the fuck out" I tell him.

He rolls his eyes and just looks away.

"Lyd is finna kill me if I stay out too long" he groans, referring to his wife.

I chuckle, before punching Marisa in the jaw again.

"Ole girl got you on a leash or some? What did you do this time?" I ask.

Everett, still not looking winces, upon hearing the impact.

"Ion wanna talk bout it" he mumbles.

I'm just about to hit her again, when my brother walks into the room.

He takes in the state of Marisa and he kisses his teeth.

"Her background check and drug test results are done." He says, holding up some papers.

I motion for him to hand them to me.

"Wipe your hands first, I just printed these" he says, looking at my bloodied hands with disgust.

I sigh, wiping my hands on the rag again.

Neat freak.

I snatch the papers off of him and I read through it quickly, my eyes widening as I sift through it.

I turn to Marisa, grabbing her jaw to yank her face towards me.

I look at her eyes and I realise that her pupils take a while to dilate.

I kiss my teeth and drop her face.

"Ev. Get her to Tatyana." I sigh.

Everett does as I ask, with the help of Niko and Sebastian.

Leonardo gives me a worried look.

"You're a sadist, you know that?" He asks.

"Weren't you the one who tortured Dana's brother in front of her and then let her loose so she could beat his ass?" I ask, pouring more whiskey into my glass.

"Go get yourself cleaned up" he responds dodging the question.

"How are we going to go about this with Temah?" He asks me.

I look at him.

"Right about now, she and her husband should be on their honeymoon. We can talk to them both, once they get back. We don't want them getting concerned while they're on holiday." I say, thinking strategically.

He nods.

"I agree. Make sure everyone keeps this shit under wraps." I say and he nods, walking out of the room.

I look over the papers again, picking up my phone.

The call rings until I hear someone pick up.

"Jayla" They greet.

"Remember that favour you owe me?" I ask.

There is a silence.

Then a resounding sigh.

"Of course. Whatever you need, Jayla."

I smile as if they can see it.

"Good. I'll send you the details. I need you in New York as soon as possible." I say.

And with that, I hang up.
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