The thought of that muthafucka Asif sleeping with her, holding her, smelling her, conversing with her, and worst of all, being inside her kept my ass up all night. I remembered vividly what that was like and how addicting she was, which made sense as to why the nigga was willing to put a hot one in me over her. She just did that to people. So when he said he’d been plotting on her since he’d seen her, I knew the shit was true. Him wanting to fuck her while she was mine and then successfully taking her had a nigga incensed.
