10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace (Caselli Family, #1)

by Jahquel J.

“What happened to the other one responsible?” one of them raised their arms with a question. “I like someone who asks questions… fuck is your name?” “Melvin.” “Well, Martha, the one responsible is mine.” I swayed my foot as I thought about Wonder. “Kind of obsessed with her… you ever felt that way about a woman, Mary?”

He asked me how I was doing and said my name right.” “He did?” “Well, he called me Emerald, but it was in the green family so I’m going to take that as a win.

Taking one last deep breath, I opened the sauna door, and my hair immediately puffed up. “How are you sitting in here? Are you the damn devil or something?” Maverick opened his eyes. “Nah, I know one though.”

“Stevie!” “Hi Kora,” I bowed, and she stopped to look at me. “Stevie, she’s a judge, not a damn princess,” Greene muttered.

noticed both sisters called him by different names. While Kora referred to him as Maverick, it was Zoya that called him Menace. “Why do you call him Menace?” “’Cause he is one.”

“Would you date a man that’s in prison, Stevie?” she asked, as she took a seat on the stool, and watched me. “I’m about to marry a man that wanted to kill me, so I’m not the best person to give this kind of advice.” “Very true,” she giggled.

Landon sat up. “He killed my fucking best friend.” “Beans is your best friend,” I corrected him. “Beans is my best friend now… you gave me a random worker and told me he’s my friend like he’s a stuffed animal.”

“You got a crush on your future husband, Wonder?” I fucked with her, and she looked away while blushing. “Nah, come say that shit in my face.” “You say it first, Mitchell.” “I got a crush on Wanda.” She sucked her teeth. “Why you had to say it with that name… say it with my name, Maverick.” I licked my lips before kissing her. “I have a big ass crush on Stevie.”

Whenever Stevie was around, I heard the song “As” by Stevie Wonder.

“The fuck you want me to say, baby? I had a life before you came into mine… I can say I ain’t never had head by someone that I would kiss after.”

It had been a good minute since I had some head, and since I didn’t fuck with Kim no more, sex ain’t even been on my mind. Bitch had disgusted me so bad that I didn’t even want to fuck nobody else. Do you know how fucking disgusting you had to be for me not to want pussy?

“The fuck was you trying to do to yourself, Wonder? Choke on the dick?” “Don’t have a gag reflex.” She remained on her knees while staring at me, and I was in fucking love.

I allowed him to pull me onto his lap and hugged him. “I’m not that bad for a mail ordered bride, huh?”

“Can I try?” He held the cigar as I took a large pull, damn near choking up a lung. Maverick had to put the cigar out because I was choking so bad. “Damn, Wonder, I said try it… not choke the shit down,” he said in between pats on my back while I felt like I was about to lose my lung. It was sad to be able to go to Paris and then lose your lung all at the same time. “I’m…I’m alright.” I accepted the champagne and choked it down to help with the burning sensation in my chest. “I was trying to be sexy.” “Yeah, and almost fucking died.”

“Do you really love me, Mavie?” Maverick softly kissed my lips. “I do, Wanda.” “Okay.” “You love me?” It was my turn to kiss his lips. “I do, Mitchell.” “Okay.”

She could ask me to kidnap the Pope, and I would be on my way to the Vatican with my sheisty mask ready to grab that old man.

“Think I might name him Menace… Dennis maybe.” I kissed her neck, and she pulled her head back. “Mitchell, you are really crazy. Why would you ever tell me you wanna lock me in a closet, and then name our kid Dennis the menace?”

Ain’t no getting away from me now… hear me?” “Uh hmm, Mitchell.” “You fucking heard me, Wanda.”

I smiled. “How they know this is your favorite song?” We were in front of the Mona Lisa, and she didn’t give a damn. She was trying to get to the bottom of how they knew to play this song.

“Maverick Kojack Caselli,” she started. I pulled away from her quickly. “Why the fuck do you keep making up names, Wanda? That ain’t even my middle name… I don’t have a middle name.”

“Don’t take this ring off, Wanda… I ain’t playing with you.”

“Stop, Mavie… what made you get me a ring?” I got up from my knee and tried not to focus on the trillions of germs on my knees while I hugged her. “Didn’t like you walking around without one. I respect you not wanting a big wedding, but I would be damned if you don’t have a big ass rock on your finger.”

I scratched the Rolls Royce when I went to the mall… the person was too close, and I accidentally pulled in too close to them.” Duke shook his head. “We said a secret, Steve-o… damn.” “The fuck?” She quickly stood on her toes and kissed my lips. “I love my ring, Mitchell.” “Wanda, you gonna show me the scratch when we back home.”

“Huh? I can’t hear I don’t have my glasses on… hold on,” I reached for my glasses and put them on.

I don’t know if you know this or not, but Mitchell, yo’ ass be tripping.” “Wanda, yo’ ass be talking.”

Then the proposal. I got engaged in front of the Mona Lisa, and after seeing the size of the ring, that funky hoe didn’t matter that much anymore.

I didn’t understand why everyone in the world was so angry. Getting dick was the best thing next to crack. I never did crack, but the way it had people out here begging for it, I can imagine it was similar to having sex.

It was always a struggle having to adjust myself to Maverick’s size. How can a man be this powerful, rich, handsome, and have a dick as big as his? I guess his only flaw was that he was a looney bin. A looney bin that knew how to fuck.

I forgot to show her my ring and tell her everything. “Wait, look… he proposed to me.” Skyler smiled. “I know, he told me.” I gasped. “No.” “Yes.” “No.” “Yes.” “No.” “Stevie, I am not about to do this with you.”

“He asked me in front of the Mona Lisa…shut the whole museum down for the day.”

“The whole museum? You’ve always wanted to go there, too… did you get your selfie with Mona?” “Girl, no… I said fuck Mona when I saw him on his knee.” “His knee?”

Skyler nearly screamed in the elevator. Everybody knew that Maverick was a germaphobe, so seeing him down on one knee in a public place was more romantic than the actual engagement.

Gerald is sitting behind bars because of her… fuck you meannn.” Skyler laughed and I was trying to figure out the joke.

I’m glad you’re a thief because we wouldn’t have crossed paths.” “I am not a thief, Mitchell.” “Wanda, you had shorty putting my money in your account… I’m gonna go with you a partial thief. Oh, and baby you don’t gotta steal grapes no more… we got money to buy some.” “Anyway, we may have crossed paths eventually.

“See you at the altar, Mitchell.” “Racing you there, Wanda.” He kissed my head.

“Are you having second thoughts… if you are, we can run out of here together.”

I’ve never had many friends, and it’s always been just Skyler. Marrying your brother means I get sisters, and that makes me excited.” “More than marrying him, right? ‘Cause you can tell me,” Zoya said, and we all laughed together.

“When Big G come home… fuck you meannnn he coming for those chocolate babies, Ms. Lawyer,” Skyler snorted.

I was dressed for success, and I couldn’t waste time dunking her head in that water and risk getting wet with her booty juice water. Who knew the last time she took a fucking bath?

“Hi Mitchell,” she whispered. “Hi Wanda,” I whispered back, as I held my hand out, and her perfect hand slid right into mine, as she took one step at a time. “You look beautiful, Baby.” She smiled. “You look handsome, Mavie. I love you in a suit.” “I love you butt ass naked in my bed.” She snorted. “Nasty.”

Anything she wanted I would give her because she deserved it. “Mavie,” she softly said, and I looked at the pastor and everyone looking at me. If she asked me to choke this nigga, I would.

You are the sweet and good that I need in my life. We balance each other out, Wanda.” “Who the fuck is Wanda?” I heard Don whisper to Corleon.

I watched that ass switch away. “You don’t know what those jeans do to me, make me wanna get down on one knee,” I sang out the words to that infamous Ginuwine song that was now dubbed Wonder’s song every time I saw her ass.

It was storming and the turbulence had my nerves bad. I had tears in my eyes as I held onto my husband for dear life. The minute that we landed I was going to beat him with my purse. “What the fuck?” I screamed as it felt like the jet was getting lower and shaking at the same time. I didn’t get kidnapped, lose my virginity, and then married to this beautiful man all for this to be the end.

It’s me and you forever, and then even after that we still rocking… come get me from hell.”

“I know for a fact I put Dennis inside of you.” “Maverick, we aren’t naming our baby Dennis.”

you don’t want anything?” “I only want a child… so I can be the baby mama from hell when you leave me, Mitchell.” “Wanda, the fuck is you talking about?”

“Why are you asking him his favorite color?” “Small talk… rude as shit to just choke the man out and not make small talk… I’m a menace, not a monster.”

“You not sleeping anywhere but in this bed with me, Wonder. Go and do your little stomps and talking to yourself but get yo ass in this bed next to me so I can lay on you and sleep.” “I’ll fart,” I threatened. “I’ll inhale it.”

Your baby sister’s heart is safe in my hands. I’m telling you now that there will be time in the future for us to sit down and count some grapes and talk about it.” How in the fuck did he know I counted my grapes before I ate them?