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While Capone was more levelheaded, Cappadonna was tick, tick, boom.
tick tick boom? now i’m really excited to read season two
I leaned forward. “Complicated? You lied to this man and told him that your son was his. For him to believe you, clearly you fucked him before.”
exactly! she probably lying like shit to keep her son alive
She shivered and looked away. “You didn’t see that look in his eyes. That lethal look, like his soul was gone. I will do whatever it takes to protect my son,” she admitted to lying to Capone to save her son.
I KNEW THIS BITCH WAS LYING! capone don’t have to feel guilty about killing that lil nigga now
With how I was staring at her nasty ass, I regretted the day I ever slid up inside of her. Tasha was really a pass around and she had no shame.
nigga please you should’ve known that shit
“And you weren’t gonna hold your man down?” I joshed. The only thing Tasha was holding down was herself. She didn’t give a fuck about nobody except money and her son. Even then, if pushed enough, she would eventually stop giving a fuck about him, too.
now what she’ll look like holding a nigga down
I shook my head. “I’m glad that Capri don’t fuck with you bitches anymore.” It was one thing to speculate that Ella used Capri to get close to her brother, and another to get actual confirmation.
you right about that cause ella is dirty as fuck playing my good sis like that
Tasha snickered. “You got some nerve to talk shit. We’ve been fucking any chance you get, and you have the nerve to preach about loyalty? Naheim, you’re not even loyal to your own wife…spare me the lecture.”
even a passed around broken clock is right twice a day
“I’m tired of being in this house,” Timmy complained. If it was one thing this boy had, it was audacity.
he must want to get killed cause it’s your fucking fault that joie lost her baby and jaiden possibly can’t play basketball anymore
Joie had been taken off the ventilator and was breathing on her own. It was touch and go for a while, and they didn’t think she was going to pull through.
oh no no she gotta make it out
“I love you too, Muffin.” A nigga couldn’t wait until I left here. I was running every light until I pulled into the parking garage of our building. I just needed to feel my wife next to me.
you don’t even deserve her negro
How the fuck was this nigga moving like he didn’t shoot his best friend and his girl? I wasn’t the most sentimental and didn’t have many I considered friends, but even that was some crossing the line shit when it came to me.
m cause that nigga doesn’t have a soul inside him just darkness
As a man, I can admit that I was wrong when I started fucking Tasha. She was always available, so it was easy. Part of me blamed the big head I got when I was fresh out of prison. I went from being locked behind a wall to now having large amounts of money and the attention of every bitch that ignored me before I was locked up. They all were lining up to suck my dick and I allowed that to get into my head.
you just don’t know what you have until it’s gone
“Everything except a loyal husband. What you fail to realize is that I didn’t have to have a ring to get a piece of her pie.”
slick ass bitch but she’s not wrong
“If you’re asking me if I love her, I do. I knew I loved her when I would happily take a charge or lay in that expensive ass coffin, I bought if someone ever harmed her. She ain’t never had someone take care of her, or put her first, and that’s why I’m here. Jo, you don’t got to worry about her no more.”
he loves erin 🥹
Shannon held her bag tightly to her side. “What me and my daughter go through is none of your business.” “It’s my fucking business when you left her at my house.”
you damn right!
“Do you think missing a week from work was what I needed? All she had to do was keep my child safe and she failed.” Shannon continued on like she was mother of the year.
says the fucking woman that didn’t want her daughter to have the child and wanted said daughter to get an abortion. miss me with that shit
“Erin, you should go home tonight so you can shower and sleep in a comfortable bed,” Jo suggested, giving me a look. “I’m good, Jo. I sleep perfectly fine in the pull-out chair over there.” “Complains pretty good from over there, too,” Jaiden winced,
even when jaiden is all banged up he still got jokes
I killed the engine and leaned my head back, feeling pain in my chest and back. “Imagine the sleep you going to get when you’re in an actual bed.”
oh no the pain starting to kick in
My health wasn’t a priority at the moment. Shit, I even missed my son. CJ called me every day and asked when I would pick him up from school. Timmy really fucked with everyone’s life when he decided he wanted to play tough guy.
awww cj
As much as I wanted to fuck the shit out of her, this wasn’t the time for that. I wanted to build intimacy with her outside of fucking.
yes a man who knows there’s more to intimacy than just sex
I paid close attention to every dip, curve, and stretch mark. A woman’s body was the sexiest thing to me. If I wanted a woman that had been under the knife and was considered ‘perfect’ I could have had that over a dozen times. Real bodies were what got my dick hard. Cellulite, dimples and watching Erin’s body jiggle as I scrubbed between her thighs had me ready to bend her ass over.
thick thighs save lives
The only reason I laughed was because I hadn’t experienced my one. I’ve been with plenty of women throughout the years and had a relationship with Ella, but none of them ever made me feel like I found the one. Erin was my one and I would raise hell to keep her beside me.
he’s a lover boy.
“It’s called Topless Tangerine and paired with my favorite—” “Baby, I don’t give a fuck about shit you chatting about right now… I need you right now.”
IM TALKING BOUT INNNNITTT
“How does that feel?” “Like you really want me to go up inside you when you’re done,” I mumbled into the mattress while enjoying the soft counter clockwise rubs she was giving my back.
such a hornball
“I love you, Erin,”
AHHHHHASHAJAHSHA
I didn’t need her to say anything back if that wasn’t how she felt. I wanted her to tell me when she was ready, not because I had told her first. I wasn’t some insecure nigga that needed her to stroke my ego to make me feel better about her not saying it back.
She slowly climbed back onto the bed and kissed me softly on my cheek. That was all the confirmation I needed that we were at least on the same page. When my baby was ready, she would tell me that she loved me. I didn’t need her to verbally tell me those words because women like Erin showed their love through acts of service.
he knows her love language PLEASE
How was it possible I felt closer to her now than when I had been inside of her. That muthfucka intimacy was a real nigga.
If it wasn’t obvious before who was behind Jaiden and Joie being shot, it was crystal clear now. Trilla put that gun in that boy’s hand and hyped him up to shoot his best friend.
and this is why capone is that nigga he KNOWS
I wouldn’t be surprised if Tasha’s ass was fucking Sarge and that was how they didn’t notice. I told her if I found out that she was fucking around there was going to be consequences. How the fuck could you even get the urge to fuck with your son’s life in the balance.
not her fucking niggas when her son got a bounty in his head—she’s a whole dummy
“Don’t know… I’m ‘bout to find out.” I climbed out of the bed, but Erin grabbed onto my arm, stopping me from getting out the bed. “Can I come with you?”
not erin tryna be with the shits
After trying to find her when Jaiden was shot, I needed her location at all times. I don’t care if she was going to the bathroom on the other side of the house, I needed to know where the hell she was at.
LMAOOO OKAY
I left him sitting on the couch and walked over toward Tasha. “Take those pants down.” She looked up from the table with tears still running down her face. “What?” “Take your fucking pants and panties down, Bitch. You fucking heard me,” I raised my voice and she slowly stood up. Tasha slowly pulled her pants and panties down and stood there confused. “Go ahead and stick your fingers in and show me.”
NIGGA HUH OSHDSKSHHSHE
CHAPTER 6 ELLA
BORING. YAWNING. SLOPPY. LAZY
There was once a time in my life, in our relationship, that I thought Capone would marry me.
well you can keep on dreaming
It seemed like it came with limitations now that he was with Erin. I never hated a woman so much and I didn’t even know her. Every time we had been around each other she was cordial. As if she was trying hard to be the nice girl next door and I was fucking Regina George.
it’s not my girl’s fault you’re a hater—capone don’t want you anymore GET OVER IT
There had been chicks in the past that he fucked, and they never lasted. Except, this woman was in his house, and the way he looked down into her eyes told me she wasn’t just some random chick. Capone didn’t just look at her, he memorized her features with each glance. It was a look that he had never given me.
so what makes you think he’ll want to get back together with you knowing he has never given you that look before. it just doesn’t make any sense to me.
I wanted to cry and slap the shit out of Erin as she looked up at my man. Capone was mine. I had put in the time and the work to love him.
so this girl wants to get fucked up apparently
My mother swore that Capone was going to marry me, he just needed time. All Capone wanted was something familiar to slide up into and I gave him that. Stupid me.
yeah, stupid you bitch. it’s giving delusional
Erin wasn’t some chick that was going to go away. I could tell she was going to be around for the long haul and it made me sick.
erin: PREPARE TO BE SICK OF ME!
I shook off the thought as I punched in the code to grant me access into Capone’s gates. When the access denied message popped up, I hit the code three more times and got the same message. I pressed the call button and waited for Capone’s voice to come through the speaker.
oh baby ain’t nothing wrong with the system 🤣🤣🤣 he just don’t want your ass popping up and shit
“I switched the codes.” “Um, for what?” “I need a reason to change the codes in my own shit?” He was trying to make it seem like there wasn’t a reason for him changing his code. As long as he’d been in this house, he had never changed the code.
see thats your problem you’ve gotten too comfortable popping up into this man’s house whenever you felt like it.
“I’m moving Erin in with me.” The air felt like it had been sucked out of the room as I held onto the end of the stool. “M…moving in with you?” “El, don’t start no shit with me today.
LMFAOOOO he said ella don’t start that bullshit!
“You literally had to let me in like a fucking stranger. I bet your mother knows the new code, or Capri knows it.” “Capri or my mother don’t just pop up at my house like they own the shit. You the only person that does that shit. Making Erin comfortable is my priority and I know you coming and going out of the crib wouldn’t make her comfortable.”
DATS WHAT I’M TALKING BOUT NIGGA!
“El, we ended shit because we knew it wasn’t good or fair to either one of us. You had to know that I wouldn’t be alone forever.” I wanted to believe that he would be alone forever.
i’m sorry but i have to laugjshsjshsjsh this woman is really bonkers bro!
“Ella, enough!” His voice boomed off the walls, sending chills down my spine. Capone removed my hands from him. “That’s the fucking problem right there. You always want to fuck and avoid the hard conversations.” “It was never a problem before,” I wailed, my ego hurt that he denied me. Capone never denied me.
see? this is what happens when boundaries aren’t placed early on. once those lines are crossed, they become accustomed to doing something they deem as normal not knowing it’s inappropriate!
Capone grabbed a handful of his dick and looked down into my eyes. “This shit belongs to Erin. If you can’t respect that shit then you need to go ahead, Ella. I ain’t never been the type of man that dip in two at the same time. I gave you the same respect when we were together. I didn’t fuck other bitches and I let them know this belonged to you. You don’t have to like Erin, but you gonna respect her and this fucking relationship,” he roared.
YES PAPA 🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽 THAT DICK BELONGS TO ERIN BITCH!
All that I had worked hard for was gone and I knew there was no coming back from this. I had faith when Capone was single. Not anymore, he was adamant about being with this chick. The only way he would move on from her is if she was dead. There were no words, actions or amount of pussy I could give that would change his mind about her.
it’s time you let it go girl damn
Tasha looked like shit when she opened the door. I knew Timmy was missing, but damn, was that an excuse to let yourself go? Her pink wig was lifting, and she had bags the size of my Fendi luggage under her eyes.
this whole time tasha had on a pink wig? trifling
Even when he was younger, she would have him sitting in the trap house while she cooked work. I never pretended to be the best mother in the world, but even I knew that wasn’t right. Timmy had been exposed to this life, not because his mother couldn’t afford to keep him away from it. He was exposed because his mother was trying to make him into something that he wasn’t.
and that’s the reason why her child is so fucked up and want to shoot people
