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

by Jahquel J.

“Another requirement, Wonder… know that your life is always safe in my hands,”

Menace brought me to his comfort, somewhere not many people probably visited, and I felt honored that he showed me this. Scared at first, but very honored.

I just knew this had my moms written all over it.

breath. Stevie was sent to kill me, and I was starting to think this shit was a scheme cooked up by Todd. Why the fuck did such a beautiful woman have to eat that way?

It was because he was different that made him hard to deal with. I knew him better than I knew myself, and he had always been different. My mother would show me how to care for him, always saying he wasn’t like everyone and that was fine.

“You don’t know what I need.” I pulled up my notes and swiped through them. “Actually, I do. I do know that you’ve been avoiding your therapist… she called me.” Menace opened his eyes. “Fucking snitch… matter fact, fire her.”

I’m not saying his outburst was right but hear him out and allow him to make it right… make that nigga grovel… and record it because the shit is rare.”

“You ever got your pussy ate before, Wonder?” She slowly pulled her head up and stared into my eyes. “You won’t put sauce on your chicken, but you’ll eat my pussy?” I licked my lips. “I’m a complex person, Wonder… I’m picky about food and pussy… answer the question.”

“You’re perfect, Wonder. Don’t let nobody say anything different or I’m gonna kill ‘em for you… K?”

“I tasted her, Core… slept on her fucking stomach all night. She not going nowhere now. If she wanna leave, she need to be prepared to wake up to me watching her sleep again.”

Be yourself, because clearly that is how you attract the real men.”

This was a man that had big fucking energy, and it took me to calm him down.

I almost wanted to pat my pussy through my leggings because wouldn’t that make me a big dawg, too?

“Because I am in love with you, Maverick. I can’t even think of leaving you, even though that was all I wanted to do when I first met you. The thought of you sitting in that house alone before you met me brings tears to my eyes. You are complicated, and some days I wanna choke you because why can’t you just fucking flush the toilet once… but those are the things that I love. You aren’t weird, baby, you are unique. Different isn’t a flaw, it’s a feature.”

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.

It was a fucking honor for a woman to want to give a man anything.

“I was calling to make sure you still wanted to kick it with me for forever?”