Masuk~~~SIENNA~~~That fake, broke, backstabbing bitch. The second I step out of this precinct, Tiffany’s a dead woman.I taught that clueless hoe how to work the pole, showed her how to finesse them big-fish tricks in the VIP to get real money in her purse, and this is how the bitch repays me? She runs straight to Cairo and snitches on my whole operation.A heavy burning eats the middle of my chest. Shit actually hurts. Tiffany wasn’t just some random girl from the club; she was my literal ride-or-die since we were teenagers grinding to make rent. My eyes get hot, and a stupid tear tries to slide down my cheek.“Hell no. You’re not crying over a weak, backstabbing pussy.”I wipe it's off my face, take a deep breath, and look up at the ceiling. “Goddamn you, Tiffany. I swear on my momma’s corpse, you’re gonna regret the day your sorry ass was born.”I look around the empty cell, staring at the rusty bars and the ugly peeling walls, trying to figure out how the fuck I’m finna handle thi
He tracks me down at the booth in three seconds. Before I can say his name, his big hand grabs my arm, dragging me straight out of the seat. I stumble forward and hit his chest.“Hey! What are you doing? Let go, you’re hurting me!”“We’re leaving. Right the fuck now.” He growls, his voice deep, scratchy, and vibrating with a scary rage. He locks his arm around my waist, dragging me along with him.“Cairo, what the hell?” Sienna shrieks, hurrying out of the booth. “You can’t just come in here and take her! We’re talking!”Cairo doesn’t even look back at her. He points at Alec and Matteo, who just walked in behind him. “Grab this crazy bitch and keep her here until the cops show up. Don’t let her touch anything on that table. Bag the glasses, the food, all of it for evidence.”“Wait, the cops?” My head is spinning as we rush past the host stand. “Cairo, stop, you’re freaking me out! Why are they grabbing Sienna? What’d she do?”He doesn’t stop walking until he jams me against the do
~~~DIANA~~~I keep my eyes locked on the two wine glasses on the table as Sienna tilts the bottle, filling them up to the brim with the red wine. She's been acting like a total weirdo since we sat down, refusing to say a single word about our family until the food gets here. That's exactly why I didn't look at the menu or order a single plate for myself. I'm not trying to waste another second of my life sitting here in misery, waiting around just to find out what kind of messy secrets dragged me down to this crowded restaurant.Sienna finishes pouring, a massive grin sitting on her face as she lifts her glass into the air. "Let's drink to sisterhood."I honestly want to choke just hearing that word come out of her mouth. Sisterhood?But I know that doing whatever gets her talking faster is the only way I'm getting out of here tonight. I pick up my glass, clink it against hers.Sienna takes a careful sip of hers, watching me over the glass.I just hold mine up for a second, then s
~~~CAIRO~~~"LEAVE ME ALONE! I WANT MY MOMMY!"The scream murders my eardrums.Skye's locked herself in her room and's refused to swallow a single bite since yesterday night.I'm flat out on my back, staring at the drywall, feeling like a piece of shit dad for letting my five-year-old girl witness that whole outbreak last night.I'm glad Sienna and her bags are gone from this house, but my baby's paying the price for it. After all this time, she thought she had her mother back, and then we took it all away. I don't know how to fix this for her. We can handle the mess because we're grown, but Skye's never had a mother. The second she gets a taste of it, we take it away again. How's a kid supposed to understand that shit?"I DO NOT WANT IT!" Her voice rises again down the hall."Fuck this."I swing my legs off the mattress, push past my door, and walk down the hallway.When I reach her room, I peek through the open door. Mom’s kneeling by the pink bed, trying to get her to look at the
~~~SIENNA~~~I kill the engine of my G-Wagon, the headlights going off just as Tiffany squints through the windshield at the big glowing letters on the building."Crown and Ember," she reads out loud, turning her head to look at me like I've lost my damn mind. "So this is where she's at? Sienna, you're out your goddamn mind.""Shut your scary ass up, Tiff," I snap, pulling the key out of the ignition.The night is cold as hell, and my blood is in literal chills because of the shit I'm about to pull, but I'm not backing down."You cannot do this to her. This ain't about beating some basic hoe in an alley anymore. You're talking about straight-up poisoning a girl.""I already got the hookup from that medical assistant down on the Strip. These little drops in her drink are finna force an abortion, and it's gonna tear her womb up so bad she won't ever carry another nigga's baby again. Cairo's little mistress wants my life, but she's losing hers.""This is too extreme, friend. Diana ain't
~~~DIANA~~~Pippa's rolling on the hotel carpet, grabbing her belly and howling a loud laugh. I'm pretty sure the people in the next room are disturbed.I throw her folded jeans into the small box we came with, but I'm grinning too. I swear I can't help it. Just thinking about last night's enough to get me shedding tears of laughter."Damn it, Diana, for real though? Cairo's mom actually rocked her shit like that? I thought Mrs. Arsher was all country club, not straight-up savage!""I'm not even hyping it enough, Pips. The slap almost caused me to fall out my chair. Cairo was shocked too. And Sienna looked like she was about to fly straight into the wall.”“Her mouth was wide open like this." I stretch my mouth in an exaggerated imitation, though I'm pretty sure I'm not getting it right."Shut up, that is legendary. I'd pay a million dollars to watch that snake get dragged in front of everyone. You didn't even record it for me.""It was the best thing I've ever seen. I mean... I can







