Quasim: King Inferno (Season Four: Inferno Gods, #1)

by Jahquel J.

Gams always told me I was like a ticking time bomb and the minute that I exploded, it wouldn’t be good for nobody.

“Let me catch you giving my shit to someone else, Blair… don’t make me show you how I can get.” I warned her, as I took control again.

“You know you fucked up, right?” She popped her head up and stared at me puzzled. “What you mean?” I held her chin. “You let me inside you, Anjo… that calm shit I was on is out the window… I’m making everything a problem when it comes to you.” I kissed her chin, as she laughed.

“I have to find a plan b or something… maybe the housekeeper knows, she speaks the best English.” She paused and looked at me. “Why you looking at me like that, Simmy?” “Stop fucking playing with me, Blair.”

Anjo had no clue how serious I was when it came to how I was coming behind her. Give me the white straight jacket because all my control and common sense went out the window. Like Blaze said, it was all gas no sense behind the future Queen Inferno.

“When someone shows you who they truly are, believe them the first time. Ignoring the truth only delays the inevitable.”

“My mom used to say, ‘Whenever someone unveils their true colors, don’t repaint them with your imagination,

Stabby. Why you straddling my brother when you got a rapper boyfriend professing his love for you on stage?”

“Who the fuck thought these two would even be here after last year?” Meer burped, and Capri pulled his beard.

“You really think you know somebody.” Cappadonna said, while staring at me and Quasim. “Why, Pops? Cause you would have been his vocal coach?” Aimee snorted

Seriously, B… it may be cute to play little back and forth games to get him jealous, but that nigga ain’t there all the way.

While you being cute, you gonna get that man fucking killed to show you he not playing.”

“He one of my favorite rappers… I’m gonna be sick if I gotta wear him on a shirt.” Yasin started laughing so hard that he was choking.

Tattoos helped with the internal pain that I felt.

She was gonna learn that it was my way or my way when it came to shit I wanted.

“Refreshed… I’m glad to see that Stabby got her a new alias… they won’t see you coming.” Blaze said, as he ate the stolen Jello cup.

“Can we pipe it down in here?” “Nah Moochie… we can’t.” Blaze got a kick out of fucking with me.

“So, you saying I need to go fuck her other doctor up?” Blaze asked with a serious face, and the doctor looked, waiting for laughter to follow.

This nigga was trying to get us both killed, and he didn’t even know it.

Quasimmy: Lighter fluid or Molotov cocktails, Angel? I looked at the phone confused and trying to understand what he was even talking about? Me: What do you even mean? Simmy: 5535756613

Why did he call me his girl? It seemed like he wanted to be

not too long ago. My manager said a man calmly called and said that he’ll torch this building to the ground if his wife doesn’t leave now,

“Past your curfew, Queen Inferno.” Yasin yelled across the street, while taking a pull on his spliff.

Quasim Inferno was laying in my bed, no shirt on, feet crossed at the ankles, bopping his head to the music playing, watching a documentary on a cable channel that I didn’t have while knitting. “Heard you made it home… everything good at that restaurant?”

“I didn’t even notice the candles.” “Cause yo ass was out there with no panties on.”

“Yeah, you getting in that range, too… not about to be running around here throwing knives.”

I stared him down, knowing that I had given the quiet, crazy nigga some pussy, and now I had to worry about if his ass was gonna blow up a building if he saw me talking to a nigga. You know what… hell yeah.

I hated when someone could spot a weakness of mine, and Elijah was a weakness for me. Like I would blow a block up behind Blair, I would do the same with him.

Fucking Blair was like a high that I never wanted to come down from. If this was how Thea felt every time she got high, then shit, maybe I needed to apologize to her.

Meer didn’t sensor himself at all, but that was just my brother. Ry knew her father was missing some sense.

“That nigga do that dog food?” “Dog food? Baby, I said he does heroin… you know.” She started slapping her fucking arm, and I started laughing because she was so serious while trying to explain what that junkie was on.

“Look… I was about to get some and here you go, having her screaming and shit. If you gonna cause all this disruption when you visiting, then you don’t need to be coming over here interrupting the building…

Capri, that man has done things to me I ain’t never had done to me… I ain’t letting up off him, so call me fucking crazy.”

“Kew! She sound like some exotic bitch, too… what the fuck is a Kew?” He ran his hand down his face, as he looked at me. “Did I not just nut in you this morning?

I know you not stupid enough to mess with some chick with that ugly ass name.”

“My dick don’t get hard for an insecure woman, my love… if you riding this dick, then I’m gonna need you to walk around like no bitch can touch you. Cause she fucking can’t.

All that talk about his dick not getting hard for an insecure woman was bullshit because his dick was hard as I put it into my mouth while never breaking eye contact with him.

Havoc shivered. “I ain’t never wanted to be a fucking ice cream cone so bad… her tongue pierced.”

I ain’t never been so happy to be in a fucking car accident in my life.”

can officiate the wedding if you need me to.” “We’ll keep that in mind, Capp.”

“If you ever see a viper on a motorcycle, they’re the enemy.” I paused and looked at my future wife, Ryder, and Elijah. “We’re Infernos… we don’t associate with Vipers… understood?”

“Those chrome pussies!” Ryder said. Blair covered her mouth before turning around. “Ryder, I’m telling your father.”

“Fuck you meannnnn!” Goon’s deep voice barreled through the car’s speaker.

“You taking care of my goddaughter and being a good big sister.” “Of course… freakkk you mean!”

“Gods burn the faces of their enemies.” “The flames burn slow because the Gods are Inferno,” I replied,

“The only reason yo granny ain’t in that fucking stove cooking is because she reminds me of mine… don’t get it twisted, I’ll sit her old ass up on that couch with her neck open.

Come through IG territory again, even think about touching Blair, and I’m gutting that bitch first, then coming for you. I give one warning before I act… take it.”

Smell my breath, I know you know the scent... smell good, huh? Sweet just like her. It’s because I ate that pussy before I came to handle you...