by Mz. Lady P
“It’s cool. I know you didn’t mean it. You said a Russian. If you don’t mind me asking what Russian because Vladimir is dead.” I watched Jayceon intensely, and I could tell that he was hesitant about telling me what he was referring to. I straddled him so that I could turn on the charm. I kneeled down and kissed him on the lips.
“Mikhail, he’s Vladimir’s brother, and he has a beef with us for killing Vladimir.” Before I could respond there was a knock at the door.
“The food is ready ya’ll. Make sure you wash my damn sheets too. All that damn moaning and hollering I know for a fact it’s cum stains everywhere.” We both laughed because Tina had no chill. We took a shower together and got dressed to join the rest of the family for Thanksgiving.
The entire time I was thinking about what Jayceon had said about Vladimir’s brother. I just didn’t understand why he had beef with the Ski Mask Mafia for killing Vladimir. They were enemies and hated each other. They were always fighting over prostitutes and drug territory. Mikhail couldn’t care less about Vladimir being dead. That was not sitting well with me.
I needed to talk more about this with Jayceon as soon as we made it home. As we sat around the dinner table I was trying my best to focus, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t stop trying to figure out where the hell I knew Jace from. Everyone in the room was laughing and holding conversations with him like he had been around for years. The shit didn’t sit well with me. I was starting not to really care for Sierra either. In my opinion she was a little off as well.
During the time Jayceon and the guys were in jail she had moved away and barely came around. After all he did to save her life from that deranged ass nigga Tyrin, and she wasn’t supportive during the time that they were fighting their case. She came around for the memorial service and left again. Now, all of a sudden, she comes back around when Jace appears. Shit just doesn’t seem right at all. I could be being paranoid, but I’ve been around Jayceon enough to know how to be observant and read people.
See, to everyone in this room he’s a god send and he’s eating that shit up. It’s like because he helped them he thinks he’s did some shit. Granted he did make a way for them to be at home right now, but at the same time why would he risk his life and freedom for a brother he’s never really known? Not to mention his entire crew. I might be being paranoid, but I have a feeling that he ain’t all he’s portraying himself to be. This shit is just too convenient right now.
I watched as Jace reached across the table to grab a dinner roll from the breadbasket. It was then I saw a tattoo that was so familiar to me on his wrist. I could actually only see half of it, because his sleeve was covering the majority of it up. That tattoo was something I would never forget. Each and every time Vladimir raped me, I saw that tattoo. It was actually embedded in my mind. Only his crew had that fucking tattoo.
I hurried up and looked away so that he wouldn’t catch on to the fact that I peeped his ass. If he thought for a minute he was going to get away with whatever he had up his sleeve he was dead ass wrong.
*****
Later that night, I was lying in bed unable to sleep. Jayceon was snoring his ass off without a care in the world. Meanwhile I was laying there trying to figure out if I was going to tell Jayceon about Jace or not. The shit was really hard, because they had all just found one another. Pops was happy as hell to have all his kids together. This shit was so fucked up, because I didn’t want to be the one to tell them the motherfucker was no good.
As a matter of fact, I was even more worried, because who’s to say that they would actually believe me. Granted they love me, and I most definitely love them, but no one wants to believe that their family member is a fucking snake. It was really weighing heavy on me to the point where I couldn’t sleep. Tina wanted all of us to spend the night with her since it had been so long since we were all together.
I was thirsty, so I got up to go and get me some water. When I walked in the kitchen Jace and was standing at the counter in his underwear eating a sweet potato pie. I wanted to turn right back around, but he had already seen me.
“What’s up, sis?” He said as he mind fucked me. I pulled the belt on robe tight around my waist because I didn’t have anything on underneath, and he was looking like a real live fucking creep ass nigga right now.
“Nothing.” I continued to look in the refrigerator until I found a bottle of water. Once I grabbed it I tried to walk out of the kitchen, but he blocked my path.
“You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” He stroked the side of my face, and I quickly moved it.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Don’t play games with me, Bella. I know being doped up on heroin tends to make your memory a bit foggy. I knew one day I would see you again and remind you. I just never thought that you would be my big brother’s wife. Life can be funny like that sometimes.” He started to laugh like some shit was funny, but I wasn’t joking with his ass.
“I’m not a fucking mind reader. What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Don’t play games with me, Bella. I can show you better than I can tell you.” He grabbed his phone and shoved it in my face. I looked and it was numerous pictures of me with different men engaging in sexual acts. I became numb, almost to the point of fainting. I was well aware that this shit had happened when Vladimir was holding me, but seeing me engaging in those acts were sickening.
Jayceon would never look at me the same again. I don’t think I could ever look at him again without feeling ashamed. The last picture was of Jace’s dick in my mouth. I looked at him and he was grabbing ahold of his dick. He tried grabbing my hand, so that I could touch it but I yanked my hand away.
“What’s your point? Jayceon knows all about this, but my question to you is does he know that you a fuckin’ opp ass nigga. I know you’re against them and trust and believe me I’m about to go in there and wake him up and tell him.” I tried to walk away, but he jerked me back and started to choke me. As he choked me I saw the knife on the counter he had used to cut the sweet potato pie with. He was so busy choking me that he didn’t even realize I had gotten ahold to the knife until I had stabbed his ass in the neck twice. He went down like a ton a bricks. Blood was seeping out everywhere on the floor.
“What the fuck?” I looked up and Chloe was standing over him with her hands covering her mouth in shock.
“Don’t ask no questions right now! I’ll explain later. In the meantime go wake Shayla up right now, and grab me something to throw on. I need ya’ll help putting his big ass in the trunk.” I slid his ass out of the kitchen and into the garage. I grabbed some cleaning supplies, and I hurriedly cleaned up the blood. My adrenaline was pumping, and I was trying my best to make sure there were no signs of blood in the kitchen. At the same time, I was praying nobody came in the kitchen while I was trying to cover this shit up.
“Oh shit!” Shayla said louder than she should have.
“Shut up, bitch! Before you wake up the whole damn house. La Bella Mafia, right?” I grabbed the clothes from Chloe and quickly threw them on. They were both looking at me like they were crazy.
“La Bella Mafia without a doubt, big sis.” Chloe said as we dapped it up.
“You already know I’m down.” Shayla said as we all started using paper towels to dry the floor off. Once we were finished we took all of the soiled rags we used and put them in a garbage bag. I grabbed the knife and his phone and we all walked out into the garage.
“How in the fuck are we going to pick this big motherfucker up?”
“We got this covered.” I looked up to see Jayceon, Tech, Rashad, and Dominic dressed in all black.
“I didn’t mean too, Jayceon, he—” I rushed towards Jayceon fully ready to explain what happened.
“Shhhh! We’ll talk about it later. Don’t say shit about this. Ya’ll hear me!”
“Yeah!” We all said in unison.” Jayceon, Tech, Dominic, and Rashad walked past us and picked Jace’
s body up and threw him in the back of the Tahoe. As they drove out of the garage we stood back and watched until they disappeared. No words were spoken between us. We just walked back to our rooms.
The look in Jayceon’s eyes let me know that he was in full Blockka mode. Shit was about to get serious, and I was scared to death. I laid in bed wondering how in the hell they knew anything. I mean they were dressed in all black everything like they were ready for the kill.
Chapter 25- Jayceon
If there is one thing I do, I play close attention to matters in regards to what belongs to me, and Bella just happens to be what belongs to me. I’m very observant when it comes to men around her. Especially the ones who feel like they can be’ captain save another nigga’s bitch’. Yeah, that shit didn’t sit well with me. I guess that’s that jealous part of me. I’m very jealous when it comes to Bella, but y’all should know that by now.
During dinner I fell back and observed Bella’s demeanor and Jace’s as well. He made her uncomfortable, I could see it all in her face and her demeanor. She could barely eat and converse because she was staring at him. She was trying her best to be discreet but I peeped her. I just fell back and observed their interactions. Which it really wasn’t much, but it was enough for me to see that this nigga was ready to lose his life eye fucking Bella.
It took everything inside of me not to blow his fucking brains out when I saw him staring at her ass as she walked past him. Brother or not, don’t disrespect me or my lady. At the same time, I had been doing my own personal inquiries on my long lost brother, Jace. Shit wasn’t sitting well with me from the moment he began to tell this elaborate ass story. The shit was just too fucking convenient for me. I never even let my niggas in on what I was feeling. I wanted to make sure I was on point with the shit I felt. Of course I was on the money. I had already started to put my little plan into motion, but Bella handled shit for me without even meaning to.
It was meant for Jaylah to start crying, because it woke me up from my sleep. When I rolled over Bella was gone, so that made me get up to see where she was. I was a step away from the kitchen when I overheard their conversation. I immediately went back and grabbed my Glock, at the same time put my niggas up on game. I just didn’t know it would escalate to her stabbing and killing his ass in my parent’s kitchen.
The shit happened so quickly. It didn’t even seem like I had been gone that long, but it was obvious I was gone long enough for her to get Shayla and Chloe involved. I didn’t want to show it, but I was actually impressed at the way they were handling the situation. At the same time the shit scared a nigga. They were calling themselves La Bella Mafia, trying to rob banks, and now they killing niggas, and disposing of their bodies. Bella’s ass been watching too much of that Snapped shit.
“What the hell we gon’ tell Pops?” Tech said as he continued to drive.
“I’m gon’ tell his ass he was a fucking imposter and that he violated my fucking wife. But this my shit. Ya’ll ain’t got to say nothing, but really fuck that nigga. I love my Pops, but at the same time, I’m not about to spare his feelings over no snake ass nigga like Jace. Blood or not.”
“What them niggas in Chicago talking about?” Rashad asked.
“They got that package for us. As soon as we dump this nigga off, we’re hopping on the plane to the Chi. This new business venture will have us set for life. I should have been hooked up with them niggas back when that nigga Remy was trying to get us to invest in that weed deal.”
I had been hearing nothing but good shit about these Thug Inc. niggas that were running the city of Chicago. A while back I was asked to invest in a business venture with the Ramirez Cartel, but I declined because I really wasn’t into the drug thing. I’ve always stayed in touch with Remy and his crew.
I reached out to him because I needed his assistance on trying to find out where the fuck JR’s bitch ass was hiding out at. He had been in hiding since he fucked us over. Remy couldn’t find out shit, so he introduced me to his brother Thug. This nigga was the truth, because he came through for me in a clutch. That’s one real ass nigga, and I know we’re going to make a lot of money together in the future.
“Hell yeah. I can’t wait to fuck that nigga JR up.” Dominic said. We had finally made it to the dumpsite. My gardener, Pedro, was already there waiting for me.
“Señor, I have a hole all ready for you.”
“Good looking, Pedro. There will be something extra for you in your check this week. Make sure you spread the lye out evenly on the body. Call me as soon as this is handled.”
Just like that we were out and on our way to the Chi. Had Jace been any other nigga, I would have taken great pleasure in burying his ass, but at the same time, I felt a certain type of way the more I thought about it. Sky and Sierra were most likely going to be hurt about his disappearance, but they would get over it. That nigga was flawed as fuck, and if Bella hadn’t murked his ass first, I was definitely going to do it.
I know this shit is going to fuck my Pops up in the head when I break the news to him, but he’ll get over it. In the meantime, I needed to focus on handling this shit back in the states. The quicker I got this shit done, the closer me and my crew would be to retiring, and being the family men the women in our lives deserved. Especially Bella, she deserved her happy ending. After all she had been fighting for it from the jump. That’s the least I could do for a woman who never asks for much. All Bella wants is happiness and to be happy with me. God willing I’m going to give her that and so much more.
*****
“Is that the illest nigga from Miami?” Remy said as we exited our private plane. He was on the runaway waiting for us along with Peanut and Boo. It actually felt good seeing them, because it had been about a year since we all kicked it in Miami.
“What’s up, my nigga? It’s good to see ya’ll. How’s business these days?” I asked and we all dapped it up with one another and proceeded to get into the awaiting vehicles lined up for us. I hopped in the car with Remy so that we could discuss business.
“Business is great, and I don’t have any complaints. Since we went legit life has been real good for us. I walked away from it all a rich man. At the same time, life gets boring when you’re used to being out in the streets day in and day out hustling. However, it feels great to be at home with Rose’ and my seeds. We’re closer than ever before. You can call me Mr. Mom, because her ass is always gone with her girls. You know she’s apart of Boss Lady Inc. now. I have to stay on her ass, though, because they be into all types of shit. Here it is I’m out trying to relax and live off the fruits of my labor, and she wants to be out here bussing her guns and laying niggas down with her girls.”
“Bella and her girls are calling themselves La Bella Mafia these days. They haven’t really put in work yet, but I can tell they are going to be a force to be reckoned with when they start. That shit is going to make me mad, because I’m trying my best to stay under the radar. These FEDS ain’t no motherfucking joke. It’s hard as hell getting them bitches out your life. Fucking with me and my crew’s freedom and shit.” I laid my head back against the headrest and exhaled. This shit was just too much.
“I thought I was going to have to shoot one of their asses on that plane. Ya’ll niggas got ya hands full with them crazy ass chicks. Bella loves you nigga. I wish I could’ve recorded how highly she spoke of your ass. Here flame that up.” Remy handed me a blunt and I lit it.
I smiled inwardly just thinking about Remy, and how he helped us with the kidnapping of the girls. For the next thirty minutes of the drive we smoked in silence. I didn’t know what the fuck he was thinking about, but I was thinking about all types of shit. Not to mention the fact that Pops had been blowing my phone up all day. Of course I was pressing ignore, because I couldn’t talk to him at the moment.
“Thanks for everything, my nigga. I really appreciate this shit. I know that you risked a lot to help us out. I owe you big time.”
“Don’t mention it. I know if it wa
s me you would have done the same thing.”
“No doubt. I’m ready to get this shit over with and back home to my family.” We rode about ten more minutes, and we ended up in front of a big ass warehouse.
“This is the end of the line for me. I just wanted to greet ya’ll at the airport, and make sure you got first class service to that package requested. I’ll be in touch in regards to the meeting with Russian.”
I couldn’t wait to see what the fuck this Russian nigga wanted with me and my crew. I had my feel for them motherfuckers, and I was sick and tired of their asses. If this nigga was really the one behind the damn FEDS trying to take me down then we most definitely had a real problem.
After parting ways with Remy, me and my crew entered the warehouse. As soon as we stepped inside, our package was waiting on us.
“Well if it ain’t the snake of all motherfucking snakes.” I said as I tapped JR across the face, waking him up from his peaceful slumber.
“Wake your bitch ass up!” Dominic said as he slapped him across the face with the butt of his gun.
“Please let me go home to my wife and kids. I swear I won’t say anything about you being alive.”
“Oh you want to go home to your wife and kids. That’s mighty funny, we wanted to do the same, but you was working against us the whole time. For years my father and I have paid you good money. Do you have any idea how it feels to know that the one person you entrusted your freedom to was the mastermind behind you losing it?
“You sat at the dinner table in my house, and ate the food my wife slaved over a hot stove and prepared for you. Not only do I feel disrespected, I feel betrayed. We considered you family. I’ve been good to you. Tell me something JR and maybe, just maybe, I won’t kill you. Who was behind all of this?” I pulled up a chair and sat down in front of JR. He looked pitiful as hell not to mention pissy too.