Chapter 32
Luther
“Stupid bitch!”
I shouted as Bruno’s phone shattered across the floor.
“Damn bruh! You had to throw my phone?”
he grumbled, walking over to inspect the damage.
“Shut your bitch ass up! If you hadn’t lost Addison’s ass the other night, she would still be right here! Now, she’s fucking married — to Seojun, of all people!”
“The shit is wild!”
X replied, running his hand down his beard.
“Fuck! This bitch has fucked up my money.”
I paced back and forth in my office.
I was finishing up with the contract for Mr. Omba when I was blindsided with two text messages. First, Mr. Omba sends me a picture of Addison and some man hugged up.
Then Sandy sends me a picture of Addison holding up her marriage certificate. I should’ve known her ass was up to something.
As soon as I told her that her freedom was just about up, her ass does some dumb shit like this.
My text notifications were going off, causing me to stomp to my desk and snatch up my phone.
“Fuck!”
“What’s up?”
Olivia asked, staring at me with confusion.
I briefly closed my eyes before opening the message; I knew this shit was coming but hoped that it didn’t.
Mr. Omba: Consider our contract null and void. Also, I will no longer continue my business with you and Ms. K.
I felt my stomach begin to knot.
Me: Hold on, Mr.
Omba.
We have been in business together for years.
Are we going to throw that away over one woman? I can get you somebody else!
My heart hammered against my chest as I waited for his response.
Mr.
Omba was our only client and that was the majority of our income.
I mean, yeah, we had the brothel houses, and I kept a few of Seojun’s massage parlors opened, but they weren’t making us anywhere close to the same amount of money as me shipping people to Mr.
Omba.
All of the women, with the exception of Cindy and Sandy, that used to work for Seojun were in hiding under a fake name.
So, the women and men I had as their replacements weren’t bringing in as nearly as much revenue.
Hell, I wouldn’t be able to run the Cobras with that small set of income.
To be honest, I didn’t understand how Seojun was able to have all of that money and was able to pay his workers.
Mr.
Omba: Luther, I was only giving you a courtesy text message before I spoke with Ms.
K, but my decision is final.
I tried to reply back, but the text message didn’t go through, indicating that he blocked me.
Rage boiled throughout my body.
Addison landed three days ago, and all hell had broken loose.
“What happened?”
Olivia asked, rubbing my back.
I shrugged her off of me.
“Fucking Addison! She went and got married and somehow her buyer found out. He just ended his contract.”
“What the fuck?”
Xavier spat, crossing his arms.
“How the hell did he even find out? Cindy and Sandy sent the picture in our private group chat.”
Olivia glared at Bruno as she pointed her finger at him.
“We were all here together except for you Bruno.”
She looked up at me.
“I don’t know baby. Something seems a bit fishy.”
Bruno’s eye shot daggers at Olivia, but I could see the hint of terror behind them. I stared at him waiting for a response, but it never came. A dead giveaway that he was guilty. Allowing the rage to take over me, I pulled my gun out of my top drawer and shot him in the stomach. He flew back and hit the ground causing Xavier to jump up off of the couch. Bruno held onto his abdomen, dark blood oozing between his fingers as he cursed.
“You and Jerome’s bitch ass had one damn job. Keep Addison’s ass in line and don’t let another nigga in her face. Not only did you two fail, but now her bitch ass is married. I let you slide before Bruno when Addison was sneaking out with her friend to work, but I don’t do second chances. I for damn sure don’t do rats in the Cobras.”
Bruno coughed up blood as he laughed hysterically.
“Mr. Omba knew he couldn’t trust you. The moment I saw that picture and marriage certificate, I made sure he saw it. I may not have agreed with Seojun’s rules, but at least he wasn’t a slimy low down bitch nigga like you.”
I scoffed before putting another bullet in between his eyes. Olivia shook her head as she spit on Bruno’s body before lighting a blunt. I opened the call log on my phone and dialed Mama K’s number.
“What do we do?”
I asked when she picked up.
“I’m thinking! This Addison bitch has royally fucked us! I’ve been working on this damn plan for years. Ever since my brother turned me down to run the damn Jaguars, I’ve been working to get rid of all of them. Screw it! I’m boarding the plane and will be down there in a few hours. Get all of your men together and we’ll slaughter them all.”