Ava Gray #2
Ethan had a devilish grin plastered on his face as I tried to catch my breath.
With two quick pecks to my lips, he slowly placed my leg back down.
Taking a step back, he fixed himself as I did the same.
I needed some damn paper towels to clean up the mess he caused me to make.
Shit, I needed another double shot as well because he had my mind blown.
I felt euphoric. It was literally the best feeling in the world.
As quickly as that feeling rushed over me, it faded just as fast when I noticed Rob walking in our direction. My body stiffened so bad that my damn back started hurting.
“What the fuck you up here doing?” he asked with his chest poked out.
His eyes were trained directly on me with the meanest scowl on his face. I could see the fire burning in his eyes and hear the venom laced in his words. Ethan took a step in front of me, blocking Rob’s view.
“The fuck you think she doing here? We chillin. What’s up?” He smirked.
I noticed that our section went from just the two of us to now seven. Duke stood off to the side, and the others I noticed were the guys who worked for Rob.
“Bitch, you come in my club and disrespect me by being hugged up with this cracka jack nigga.” Rob tried to look past Ethan to stare at me.
“Your club?” Ethan questioned, ignoring the racial slurs Rob had spit toward him.
“Yeah, muthafucka, my club.” Rob stepped forward.
Ethan smiled while pouring himself another shot. His eyes stayed trained on Rob as he drank.
“Who told you this was still your club?”
“The fuck you talkin about? I built this shit brick by brick. Muthafucka, you’re not welcomed here so get the fuck out before I have my niggas drag you out.” Rob stood with his chest puffed out.
“You bad now, huh?” Ethan chuckled in his face. “See, you got shit misconstrued, bruh. I own this shit.”
Say what? I thought to myself without looking at Ethan.
“Oh you own this shit?” Rob mocked him with a chuckle. “This white muthafucka comes up in my shit talkin’ like his white privilege gon shake sum up in here.” Rob looked back to his crew while laughing.
“Nah, no privilege needed bruh. And allow me to apologize and correct myself. We own this shit.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
I literally stood confused because I had no idea what the hell he was talking about.
“Surprise,” he said, placing a kiss on my cheek.
Then he focused his attention back on Rob.
“Remember the papers I had you sign after you got your ass whooped? See, you couldn’t read ’em because your shit was on swole.
Plus, I think you might’ve assumed they were divorce papers based on the conversation we had.
Nah, I had my attorney draw up some paperwork stating that you were willingly signing over your club to me.
Which means you revoked your rights of ownership.
You did that shit in ink and blood, might I add. ”
The look on Rob’s face was one I couldn’t read.
“I bought my lady out here tonight, so we could celebrate. We needed to christen the place before we did a complete makeover. You know,” he looked down at me, licking his lips.
That gesture made me tuck my lips in to suppress my smile.
“You thought I was playing a game with yo’ ass, huh? What I tell you? I told you she was gonna be mine, didn’t I?”
I saw it coming, but before Rob could make a move, his men grabbed him back. All Ethan did was laugh in his face, which I knew pissed him off even further.
“Nah, he's good. Ain’t no need to hold him back.” He pulled his gun from his waistband.
“Now, before I have you escorted out of our club. Amore, you wanna tell him what you just told me?” Ethan looked down at me as he pulled me forward.
He caught me off guard by putting me on the spot. Rob’s eyes burned a fiery hole straight through me as he clenched his jaws, waiting for me to speak.
“Aye, it’s cool. He ain’t gon’ touch you. I dare him to even try, ever again.” He hooked my chin, speaking directly to me.
Ethan placed a kiss on my lips, and I saw the steam shoot from Rob’s ears. Sweat built up on his forehead, and behind all that anger he had shooting in my direction, I saw the hurt peeking through.
“Yo! Have them cut the fuckin’ music! I need to make sure this muthafucka can hear my lady clear as day,” he shouted to Duke.
Duke stepped over to the ropes and signaled for the DJ to cut the music. People on the dance floor talked shit, making all kinds of noises as they wondered what was going on.
“Amore.” Ethan brought my attention back to him. “Repeat what you said.” His baby blues sank into my brown eyes, putting me in a trance.
“I said, I love you.”
The corners of his mouth stretched from ear to ear, which made me smirk as he placed a kiss on my lips.
“I love you too,” he said before turning his attention back to Rob.
“This is how you wanna move?” Rob spat. “I was going to spare you, bitch! It’s all good though. I always get the last laugh, baby. You know that.” He nodded.
I could tell his ego was torn to shreds with the shit Ethan pulled. I had never seen anyone completely put him in his place and have him speechless. I found it slightly amusing because I knew how embarrassed he was. I could feel it radiating off of him.
“We’ll see about that.” Ethan stepped back in front of me.
He motioned his hand toward the DJ, signaling him to play the music again.
“Get this muthafucka outta here.” He nodded to the guys standing behind Rob.
Rob looked back in confusion.
“Yeah, they work for us now.” Ethan chuckled. “Y’all go ahead and clear out, so me and my lady can finish enjoying our night.”
As they escorted Rob out, he talked shit the entire time.
He called himself getting buck and trying to push past the guys to confront Ethan, but it was a waste of energy.
I poured myself another double shot and sat down.
I wasn’t sure how I felt, but I knew Ethan had opened the door to more chaos by pulling that move.
I knew one way or the other, Rob was going to retaliate once again in an attempt to ruin my character and my life.
I wanted to be mad at Ethan for being so bold, but deep down, I couldn’t bring myself to actually express that.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Um huh.” I nodded, taking my shot.
He sat down beside me before moving me onto his lap and wrapping his arms around me.
“Tell me what you’re thinking right now.” He kissed my bare shoulder.
“Nothing.” I shook my head.
“You sure?” He gazed into my eyes like he was trying to read me.
“I can’t believe you did that.”
“Is that a good or bad thing?” he questioned.
“Both.” I shrugged.
“That’s what you call a power move. I had to show him that I can’t be fucked with.
And…he also needed to see a real man stand beside you.
Talking about it wasn’t enough, I needed him to see with his own eyes.
I had to step in on your behalf and hit that Uno reverse on his ass.
He’s not the only one that can snatch shit away.
Congratulations on your new business, by the way. ”