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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.
Welcome home, Gorgeous. Be ready to get that back cracked every night. Love, Capone.
“You never have to worry about how I get shit done, Gorgeous. Just that when it comes to you, your man will always get it done.”
I love Capone 😍😍❤️❤️
“You know you getting some tonight, right?” He smirked, slapping my ass in the process. “You read the card. I already knew it was going down.”
“You’re worthy of the love I’m going to give you. When I told you that I love you, I meant that.”
I hated fucking turkey bacon and now I had a fridge filled with it. Erin insisted that after a few weeks I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference in the taste.
She’s lying 😂😂😂
“Winnie, I'm trying to focus.” I leaned up. “Oh, fuck no, Erin. You not about to run around calling me no damn Winnie.”
😂😂😂
I sat and gaslit her when she asked me about the other women I was fucking. I wished Tasha was the only person I could say I fucked. There had been others.
Naheim!!!!
“Your stomach good, dookie booty?” “Fuck!” I nearly jumped out my skin when I heard his voice from behind me.
On the side of the hat, I had it embroidered with daddy, and it had the birth years of Capone Jr. Naomi, and our current baby. I had to call Capri to find out Naomi’s birthdate.
I want to do this!!!
