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

by Jahquel J.

I could tell that she got down and would beat my ass. The baby would probably get a few licks in on me, too.

Baked chicken, white rice and corn – had to be fresh corn. That was my lunch every day. Every time I opened my lunch box; it was like I was having it for the first time. Corleon sat at the table with me and watched me every day for a week before he decided to ask what the fuck was wrong with me.

Why couldn’t we bake cookies, watch anime, and drink iced coffees while forgetting about eating an actual meal?

“Why the fuck do you keep making up names, Wanda?

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

Maverick stood there for a second before he spoke. “Wonder that don’t even make fucking sense.” “It makes a lot of sense to me… I can now hear you.

“Dawg, I’m not trying to get to that point. I don’t know if you know this or not, but Mitchell, yo’ ass be tripping.” “Wanda, yo’ ass be talking.”

I knew his men hated to see his ass coming

because he kept their asses on their feet.

Oh, and baby you don’t gotta steal grapes no more… we got money to buy some.”