Capri (Season Three: Delgato Family: Capri)

by Jahquel J.

To every woman who has ever lost herself and had to fight to find her again.

“Take this time and fall in love with Capri. Get to know you, and when you come back, be ready for whatever is to happen.”

“My man, put those suitcases in my whip, she ain’t riding with yo’ weird looking ass.”

“When you marry your soul mate you could never be sick of them… me and my baby locked the fuck in.”

“So, both you niggas know you just gave this lunatic permission to crash out behind Capri, right?”

My husband. My World. My everything: Get the fuck out that chicken spot before I send a bullet through that nigga’s three hundred-million-dollar knee… you cool with him being out this season, Suga?

“You ignoring my calls now?” my eyes looked in the rearview mirror, and Meer was climbing his tall ass over the fucking seat from the trunk.

“I’ll kill every nigga you think you ‘bout to fuck with, Capri… I’ll dead any nigga that thinks they got you… feel me, Big Mama?”

“Suga, ain’t no going back once I’m in that shit… if you thought me tracking you down and getting in your trunk was crazy… once I mark my territory, all bets are fucking off.”

“Aceite isso como uma boa menina, meu amor,” when he spoke Portuguese in my ear, I just about lost it and the dam broke, releasing everything I had inside of me. “Me…Meer,” I cried out because my body felt so good. He slowed down, hugging me into him while he bit my neck, and I felt his dick pulsating inside of me. “I swear to God I will kill a nigga behind you, Capri.”