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Dominic's Point of View

Holding the pen; I spun in my chair and closed the file. All the information I could get on Cals Renard. All thanks to Ashton who got the information back to me. He's very much an interesting character.

I looked out at the city and wondered when I would see her again. I shouldn't have left Jamaica so early, but I had to, due to business.

My office door was shoved open and my hands automatically went for my gun.

"Why didn't you come to the meeting? I've been looking for you brother. You have yet to tell me why you left."

Meet the devil in my life.

Kidding

I chuckled and stared up at him.

Am the devil in his.

We are brothers, but we're not close friends, at least not like we once were.
I wish we were though, but it's hard when we battled in the business world. He's full of jealousy, it seems, and I don't think we will work.

"What is it that you want?" He walks over and grabs a seat, stretching his legs out on my desk.

"Remove your legs." I shoved his legs, and he put them back.

"Non mi fare incazzare!" (Don't piss me off!) A temper flares through my veins, causing me to slam my hands down on the table.

He pulled them back and sat.

"What the fuck are you doing in my office?"

"Maybe we should get father here, so you can sit and behave decent, and tell me why one of the men saw you with a female at the hotel, she might be the same female that I want," He's the daddy's boy, our mom had died, leaving me behind, such bittersweet life.

"Capisci chi comanda, Antonio?" (Do you understand who's in charge?)

I was the one who came up with the hotel idea. Our Mafia is big, and we need more men, more mules, and more locations.

"You and I both know that she's dead when I find her," He got up to leave, and I watched him go.

Blake rushes in breathless.
He works for Antonio but I am his manager. I can see that he's scared.

"Please, please, I didn't say anything, boss." I got up from around the desk and grabbed him by the throat; I crushed his jacket and shoved him against the wall.

"Se parli, sei un uomo morto." ( If you talk, you're a dead man.)

"Get out." I opened the door and shoved him through, locking it into place. I fixed my suit and walked up to the glass. Staring out at the city, that face flashes across my mind again.

The thoughts of her lips cause my member to stiffen in my pants. It's been one week and I can't stop thinking about her.

"Non c'è nessuno come te." (There's no one like you.)

She intrigued me, ever since I saw her walking into work one morning. Our eyes had met across the room and I had nodded my head in greeting, leaning my weight on the counter.
I never knew that I would see her again, and now she has a daughter and a douchebag for a man.

A fucking liar.

I might have to return to Jamaica sooner than I thought. I took up my personal phone and made a call.

"Yes, Mr Romano?"

Amari's Point of View

"Mi a tell yuh seh him doh wah fuck mi, Come on, he bought me home," I smiled at Zendi and Brie. I've been staying at Zendi's place for the past week, taking turns to take care of Brie meanwhile Zendi does her dancing class.

I knew he was going to kiss me

So why am I not saying anything to the girls?

They've been pestering me about 'Di white man' ever since they learned about him.

A big way to teach me how to shut my mouth

"Plus, he's ain't that white; I mean, his skin tone ain't as white as the normal white; he's tarnished, I don't even know. Mi juss know seh him a white man."

I groaned miserably, poking popcorn into my mouth. They laughed at me and I groaned again.

"Stop."

Brie is lying down on her back, where Zendi had propped her up with pillows. Both of us sat on each of her sides.

"So you ain't like Nico no more?" Zendi asked, and Brie pinched her. "Ouch."

"Well, I ain't go lie. He's dope, he's hot shit, he looks so good-" Zendi covered her ears, and Brie laughed out.

"Your brother is blessed, but I have hurt him as much as he's much about it and still cares for me and us; I appreciate it, but I ain't going backward."

I remembered how he hugged me off the floor when he came to the hospital. He does look good in person, but I realized that I wasn't there for him when he needed me. I was too naive and I wasn't ready. I was scared of what I like in a man, but now I know for certain that I like them badly.
The feelings I have for Dominic prove me right. I want that man to touch me, kiss me, strip me, do something to me, and just the thought of it got me wet, despite the dangerous grounds I am on.

I never thought I would cheat on my man, nor think of another man while with him but I indeed did. I masturbated thinking of that man's on my body, he's a big distraction from what's going on with Cals.

His brother wants my head, and security guards have heightened at the hotel.
I got a message saying that a new car would be delivered to me and I knew Dominic was responsible for it.

He's dangerous, and it's like it doesn't matter; I can't pull Nico back into my personal life. There's nothing compared to the emotions Dominic upstores in me.
I am forever grateful that he cares for me, though; he's currently staying at the hotel, a hotel I am no longer working at. He had a man following Kajan, but Kajan is now in hiding. He is waiting for Kajan to get hungry and come out again.

I have a thing for gunmen it seems.

"Ayo," A finger snapped in front of my face, and I blinked.

I haven't relayed the part to them that Dominic is a Mafia, I am not a dunce; I know that much. I haven't even relayed the part where I saw him once, we have met before. I only told them that I had been chased and he helped me and from then on.

They know that Cals and I aren't talking. At least am not talking to him. He can have the house and swallow it if he wants to. Zendi has been bringing Paris to him so she can see him because she has yet to learn what happened.

"What?" I asked, looking around.

"Do you guys need more Popcorn?" Katie shoved her head through the half-open door and asked. Her Canadian accents are thick since she hasn't been to Jamaica in years.

"No, baby, we don't."

"Zen, Why are you calling my sister, baby?"

"Oh, please," Katie says, laughing, and I give Zendi a side-eye. Katie closed the door and walked off.

She looks tense and Brie slaps her arm. Her hand made an attempt to go for Brie's throat, but she saw my stare and caught her hair back.

"I am a free woman, baby; I do what I want."

"Right, woman, you ain't no man, start calling a man baby instead of my sister."

What the hell is going on here?

Zendi became furious before she laughed.

I placed my popcorn down and chewed the rest that was in my mouth.

"Yo, what da hell wrong wit'chu? Brie? Why would you say that?"

We all know how sensitive this sexuality topic is when it comes to Zendi.

"Tell her not to call my sister, baby."

"Zendi?"

Zendi got up in a rush, and the popcorn fell from the paper bag; it scattered on the bed, yet still, Zendi kept her anger bottles up.

Why isn't she saying something?

"Brie stop it, Zendi?" I tried helping her to put the popcorn in the bag, but she held up a stop with her palm.

"I'll see you when your friend gets Better. I will be staying at a hotel," She gathered all the popcorn and folded the bag, placing it on the nightstand.

"Zendi, come on, what is this about? She's your friend."

"Nope, from now she's not."

What?

I got off the bed and grabbed her arm, grabbed at her wrist as she pulled down a suitcase from her walk-in closet.

Her room is a grey and black setting; it holds a lot of masculinity but a few feminists to it.

Each time I touch her, I can feel her energy, her masculine energy is on top notch. I must admit that my friend is sexy, and if I wasn't straight, I would have her kissing me right now.

I need to stop thinking

She has the power to turn anybody straight lean and it ain't go be me

I chuckled at my thoughts and said, "You ain't thinkin' straight lettin' Brie watch yo' house. By the time you get back, she gon' have the whole damn place painted blue."

"She can even do it in pink," She said, shoving her clothes in the closet. She grabs and shoves them without folding them.
Is this Zendi am looking at? Zendi, who doesn't want even a grain of bright colors on her curtains? Or a grain of rice on the floor?

"I'm sorry-I-I shouldn't have said that. Zendi, please."

"Nah, I'm good, but thanks though,"
Zendi resumes her packing, and now I am confused.

Now I remembered that Zendi said Brie was avoiding her. How's it they are talking now? And why is the tension so thick?

"Zen?" She asks, and I fold my arms and step back to watch them.

Is these two?

Wait

Nah

Zendi walks over to Brie and drags her sagging pants to her waist. She wears full black today, a black tank top.

"Whatchu you go do at da hotel?"

"It doesn't matter, you have Amari, she ain't going nowhere."

"Mi nah talk bout Browning, mi a talk bout you, weh yuh a go hotel fah?!"
Brie shouts and I winced.

"My girl, watch how you talk to me. Baby, you ain't in this wit' me! What the fuck do you want me to do? Sit 'round and wait on yo' ass? We friends, Brie, that's what you want, so that's what I'm respectin'. Get that through that pretty lil' head o' yours."

"So does that mean you go shove yuh tongue dung somebody else throat? You going out with June or whatever her name is again?"

I could feel the tension coming off them. My mind spins haywire to see if am overthinking things.

I've been through so much

It's feedback because of stress

We have been friends for almost forever

Nothing more

My heart leched to my chest as I watched; Brie's hand grab at Zendi's pants. Zendi took her arm and it seems they have forgotten I was present. She grabbed Brie around the throat, and I heard my best friend's moan.

"If you go continue being like this, make sure you are serious, Brianna am not into-"

Before she could finish, I saw Brianna's hand go up, and holding Zendi's behind the head, she pulled her down, kissing her hard on the lips.

Zendi pulled back before she kissed her again and I stood there with my mouth hanging open.

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Thoughts? Finally! They kissed.

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