Capri 3 (Season Three: Delgato Family: Capri)

by Jahquel J.

“Grown ass man, Chubs. We shared our words, and you did what you were gonna do… just hope that shit was worth it… give me your keys.”

You fucked up major chubs not fw you at all anymore

“Roy, pleas⁠—” “Joy, not now,” he sternly replied. Alaia realized that her husband didn’t need her input, and she remained quiet and allowed my father, the head of our family, to continue running lead in the conversation.

She know Roy dont play

“The owner opened this laundromat when she moved here from Belize… her name is Joy.”

JOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

turned my attention back to the bouncer. “Let me see the list… I used to be a bouncer, you know,” I snatched the list that ain’t have shit on it. “Nigga, you over here playing bouncer… ain’t one fucking name on this bitch… other than a few bitches’ numbers,” I barked, slapping him upside the head with the clipboard.

Capp is so unserious

“Smell like bounce that ass in this bitch,” Core said, as we made our way through the crowd, heading to the DJ booth, because wasn’t nothing joyful about the shit that was about to go down.

LOL

“Ain’t no fucking talking… light the fucking block up,” my pops said, as he and Papa headed out the lounge. “IG’s watch these niggas… don’t need nobody giving them a warning.” Quasim said.

Owweeeee Des i like that... I cant be going over a grand pa

Papa Inferno and Des fucking Delgato took the head while Quasim and Quameer took my side and Capone’s side as we headed down the blocks, thick as thieves. Kincaid was ahead as the lookout.

Actually im going over both of them

“Princess, what…what are you girls doing here?” she stammered, once she realized that it was all three of us. I wanted to burn my eyeballs while both Alaia and Erin were tickled. Stevie Wonder could see what was happening before we came over. “To what do we owe this visit, Loves?” My father came around the corner looking calm and cool, as if he wasn’t turning my mama every way but loose. “That is my mother, Daddy!” I shrieked, wanting to rip my hair out because of the way my mother was looking at her husband.

Mama got to get pipped too Pri

Suga stepped around her and swung that neck. “It has everything to do with me because I am his wife. Everything that has to do with Quameer and Ryder Inferno has to do with me… Mrs. Inferno.” She had my dick hard with the way she was standing on business.

FINALLY PUT THIS HATING BITCH IN HER PLACE PRI

I kissed her hand. “Impossible because I loved you since I tasted you.” “Is that right?” “Damn right.”

I just spit my water out at work

Morgan groaned into the phone. Not a regular fucking groan, but a dirty one that had me ready to push my wife off me and go beat that bitch the fuck up. “I can’t wait to be on a jet to Monaco… make sure you pack a bathing suit. Your body in a⁠—”

Sick fuck

Niggas always spoke about wanting two women and couldn’t even fucking lead one.

THANK YAA

“I pray for you every day, Capri. You were always supposed to be my wife. I got personal beef with the man upstairs for putting you through all the shit you been through, but the end game was me, so we cool for now.” He laughed and kissed me on the lips.

It doesnt get any better than a praying man

Core was looking down at his phone. “Fucking Chrome Vipe⁠—” His words were cut off when we heard a string of motorcycle engines, before seeing a bunch of bikes coming down Columbus Avenue. I recognized Quameer and Quasim’s bikes as all the Gods locked around the black SUV that had Capri in it.

They gonna ride for the princess

“And you better fucking know it… plus, I plan to get you pregnant at least three more times.” “Meer, what? I’m not trying to be pregnant every year… I gotta show off this body I know this baby going to give me.” “Exactly the reason I’m shooting the club up every fucking time.”

Oh hell he sounds like my nigga

“Yo, Ms. Lawyer… let me know if I should take pictures of the backyard in case you want the same thing!” Goon called from the backyard. Zoya looked over the railing and laughed. “Gerald, I am not having your baby. I’m not having children until I am married… I’m wifey material, not a baby mama.” “Fuck you meannn, I can call my guy right now and get you a fat diamond to match that ass… then we can work on making chocolate babies in Santorini.”

She really need to stop frontin on my boy

Alaia wiped her face. “When I came into this family you welcomed me with open arms. You welcomed me and my daug⁠—” “Joy, don’t fucking ruin the moment… our daughter… our daughter.” Cappy looked at his wife and she waved him off, as she often did.

Capp dont play about his babygirl

“My girls.” He kissed Peach on the cheek and let her down. The girl was jumping all over the damn floor screaming in excitement. “Yeah boy… yeah! I’m gonna have a sister!” she yelled in CJ’s face, as he held his sister’s hand. “Who the fuck raised her?”

Peach is Lani LOL

“Yeah, you went and did some corny shit,” I turned around and my father was leaned in the doorway. “You lay down with dolphins, you get fucked.” He shook his head and left from the doorway. “The fuck does that even mean?” I whispered to myself. Erin had our family fucked up over these damn dolphins.

Erinnnnnnn hahaha

“Hey Jeffie!” Skyler smiled at her, and then logged into her computer. Menace looked between both of them. “You know he want the both of you, right?” he blurted.

This nigga

“You think Peach would want to bury her mama in black or white… Brandi too damn fair skin to do white, maybe navy.” “Navy seems like a good compromise,” Capone replied, and Erin slapped him in the back of his head. “Keep it white… light and won’t traumatize Ryder… I hate black funerals,” Cappadonna added,

Unhinged

“Yo’, Cappadonna! Capp’s fucking hit, yo’!” Capone aired the rest of his bullets out on the car as it skirted off the block. “That was fucking Tasha in the car with them!” Aimee screamed.

Oh fuck no