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𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨...

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"So why boxing, Ma?" I asked Iris as we sat on a rooftop terrace overlooking Oakland

"Why not?" She rebutted while smiling

God, her smile. I had been hanging with Iris every day for months now and it was something I still wasn't used to.

"I'm not trying to sound misogynistic when I say this either but you're beautiful so I just don't get why you'd want to box instead of model or something." I ranted as I took a bite of my burrito bowl

"Ano, hell nah, do what all the other basics bops of the hood say they want to do! Fuck that!" She said while laughing

"Ma, you know damn well that's not what I mean and I know bops, you ain't nowhere near one," I replied while laughing and shaking my head at her

"My Mom and Dad." She said simply while shrugging her shoulders

I just turned to her with a raised eyebrow watching as she kept an intense gaze on the city lights.

"They were murdered when I was 10. Police said it was a set execution for a particular gang member and they had mistaken my Dad's car for that individual's. My Uncle ended up taking me in and a year after I started really realizing my parents weren't ever coming back so I started shutting off from the world. My uncle struggled for a while trying to bring some happiness back into my life so he introduced me to boxing and from there I ended here." She uttered before looking over at me

"I'm sorry to hear that, Ma..." I consoled not really knowing what to say since I was never good with emotions

Hell, my Dad is a gang member and my Mom left him because of it; Worst part is I was five when she left and told me with a smile on her face that she was going to build her new life.

I knew my dad did some fucked up shit in his life, but I never judged him for it, because I felt like that's what made him a stand-up man. But, hearing this from Iris a person who had been deeply affected by gang violence made me feel an immense hatred toward that side of him for some reason.

Iris was beautiful as hell, but it wasn't what was on the outside I was chasing...it was that heart of gold. She had something every man was searching for in their life and I had never chased a woman because I never had to they just came and went as I pleased.

But, for her, I was willing to go the stretch until she was ready. I was willing to give up a lot of the negative shit in my life just to put all eyes on her.

"Don't be. Bad shit happens to people every day." She replied quickly drying her eyes

"Don't mean it should happen to good people." I rebutted as I wiped her eyes

Iris then gently grabbed my hand before she slowly leaned in to press her lips against mine. Our kiss was long and slow, but it was nothing short of what I had imagined.

"Hey, Mama..." I heard a voice say causing Iris to quickly pull away as we looked over seeing a shadowy figure appear in the light with a group following

"Antonio, what are you doing here?" She asked sounding as if she had seen a ghost

"With my boys, chilling. Remember? This is my spot that I showed you." He replied with a low chuckle

"Come on, let's go." Iris then told me as she got up from the ledge

"Nah, if this is where you wanna be we ain't gotta leave just because this hijo de puta," I said beginning to follow her

(son of a bitch)

"You don't understand Adriano, let's go." She replied now sounding scared

"Who you talkin' to, niño pequeño?" One of the dudes asked as he stepped in front of my path

(little boy)

"You. Move." I rebutted with my jaw tightening before noticing this Antonio dude had nodded at his friend

He just smiled before extending his palm out as if he was allowing me to get to Iris who had stopped in her tracks.

"Come on, Ano," Iris said one last time causing me to let all of this shit slide as I began following her

"Ay, huevón, just remember that's my bitch alright?" Antonio said while laughing with his group causing me to turn headed back over even though Iris tried her best efforts to stop me

(moron)

"These your people?" I asked with a smile as I looked at him and then his entourage before focusing back on him as he nodded with that same snarky smile

"Alright, so this how we gon' do this, watch how you talk to me and mines, because I got people as well and we don't take disrespect lightly and you just might end up having to watch how you walk around the streets, you feel me?" I promised meaning every word I spoke

"You got balls, pretty boy! Stand on that shit you feel me, I just might give you a little respect, let you have the bitch, you feel me?" He whooped mockingly

I just laughed and before I knew it I had punched him and continued to until he was on the floor.

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"Baby, what's up?" Iris asked as she made her way into our bedroom from her recent shower

"What you mean, meu anjo?" I asked as she slipped into my lap

(my angel)

A lot has been on my mind since I saw that video earlier. I just didn't want to talk about this shit because of all of the bad memories it brought to the table.

"I know about the video baby..." Iris said softly as she gently grabbed my hand

"What about it?" I asked with a sigh

"Dead it and let it lay dormant. You don't have shit to prove to Antonio. He's just trying to pull you out for a check." She replied before kissing my forehead

"You might be right." I rebutted while pressing my head against hers softly as I rested my hands on her waist

"Kings never die that's why so many come for the throne," Iris stated causing me to smile as I thought back to the first time she told me that after my professional debut

She was my Queen bathed in gold inside and out, touched by Midas himself and that's why this shit was so personal for me.

I knew what Antonio did to her and every time I thought about it, it made me want to fucking kill him.

A/N: Hey, loves! Here's a little more background on Antonio! How are y'all feeling? I hope you all enjoyed it! Remember to vote, comment, share, follow me, and add to your library!! Love yaaa🖤🖤🖤