Season 1 Episode 8
Juan POV
Elena rushes to Carlton's side like a needy child. I rolled my eyes and looked at them with envy. If there was one thing I was thrilled about, it was that he was out of my sight for two solid days.
"How long are you planning on staying?" Elena inquired. I rolled my eyes, blocking out anything they were saying. Carlton claimed he was attending a real estate conference, but I believe we all know what his purpose was—at least, I do.
He had a child upstate, and the same tale he's been telling poor Elena is the same thing he's been telling the next girl—the only difference between those two girls being that one was deaf and the other was blind.
Carlton had a two-year-old kid, and instead of being a man and calling it off with that girl, he told her this:
"Oh darling, Maria I adore you, and we intend to marry, have a daughter, and purchase a home with a white picket fence."
How fucking poetic Of course, Maria's face was filled with love and adoration; she was weak to the tongue. She did have a child two years later, and guess what? The man is married, but to someone else. What an incredible story! I was about to fire up my Mary Jane when Carlton's voice interrupted me.
"No smoking allowed in the house."
When I looked up, he was leaning against the hallway wall, and Elena was nowhere to be found. I was around three feet away from him. I threw up my middle finger and went in quest of my lighter.
"Come on over here." He motioned for me to approach him. I returned the lighter to its original location and inserted the herb between my left ear. I went up to him. To see what nonsense he had to say.
"Yea man. I'm sure ya didn't call me to stare at ya fuckin lips."
"Don't tell her I'm going to spend my two days with Maria." I laughed.
"Not only that, but you aren't even a damn real estate agent."
You got it right. Carlton is nothing more than a lazy mother fuck living on his mother's money, which, if I time it perfectly, will soon run out, and he will rush to me asking for the money that I hustle for. This was the story of the ant and the grasshopper.
"Shh!" He shushed, looking around to see whether Elena is around. I didn't care. Elena did not deserve this kind of treatment. She was sweet—just not to me, but to everyone; she was caring and all that other nonsense that gets you to heaven.
"Maria has complained that I don't spend enough time with my son."
"Because you ain't." I replied truthfully.
"I am married now, Lucas."
"I know. Everyone is aware, and I see the ring on a daily basis." I responded astutely.
"Just shut up about it."
"I will only do it if you let me invite a couple of my gang members for the two days." I know we sound like two kids, squabbling and all, but It was in due time I broke the family code and snitched on his ass. He can't exactly used a pistol.
"One day, and only 25." He bargained as if he had the ability to.
I burst out laughing. He has a lot of guts.
"Can't you keep your voice down?" He whisper yelled.
I smiled. I was enjoying his agitation. Sweat was dripping down his body, and the worst part was that the air conditioner was on. Stupid pussy. I smirked, enjoying everything.
"You are the absolute worst sister ever." He clenched his teeth.
I inquired, "When did you start playing the two ladies?"
"We're not going to get into that right now." He muttered, attempting to sway the agreement in his favor.
"Cono, you can't have the tea and want to drink it." I clenched my teeth and yanked him by the collar.
"How long?"
He said, "Five years."
Wow, even know when he started his bullshit. He was a terrible motherfucker.
"And for how long had I known?" Because he couldn't do the equation on his own, I was assisting him as a typical big sister would.
"Five years," he said.
"Good, I've been keeping those scorching, filthy secrets for the past five years. I believe I earned my gang members' presence here for two nights.
"Fine." He grumbled and pushed me away. I smiled as I patted his shoulder.
"Have I ever told you how much I hate you?" He muttered.
"And I don't really care, Puta." I genuinely despise his guts. I was only present because of his wife, and I'll leave it at that.
"And you're childish." He went on to say.
Outside, a loud horn blared. Elena was racing by me to hug her husband, whom she believes will be working—he will, only in another cono. She sprang up in his arms, and he twirled her around. He then kissed her on the lips before setting her down.
"Don't work too hard." She pout. My eyes twitched in irritation.
"Yeah, Carlton, don't work too hard." I mocked.
He snarled at me before grabbing his suitcase and sprinting outside, leaving Elena to follow him to the taxi. I leaned against the door, watching the pair kiss. She stood in the middle of the road, watching as the cab sped away and her lover in the backseat was about to exchange body fluid with another. Wow. Love is incredibly lovely, and I can't wait to experience it all with my trusty gun.
"Come on now, Elena." I called out to her. She looked at me with each stride she took.
I smirked, ready to mock her. "Please don't give me that look. We can have a lot of fun." She was dressed in one of Carlton's old t-shirts, as usual. This one was a little ragged and shorter. I've never seen a woman look so gorgeous in an old t-shirt like she does. I could feel my cock hardening in my sports shorts. Oh no, not now.
She walked right by me, and I shut the door, making sure to lock it. She was startled at the sound, spinning around and peering at the lock, which was now using to taunt her even more.
"Wouldn't want any monster off the street to open the door, right, Princesa?"
"I don't want to see you for two days." She issued a warning. I grinned as I approached her with diligence.
"Are you sure you want that, Princesa?" I inquired, placing a strand of wet hair behind her ear. It seems she'sjust recently shower.
"Sure as ever." She clenched her teeth. I trailed my fingers up and down her arms, feeling the goosebumps that rose along the way.
"You have a strawberry scent to you. Strawberries are my favorite fruit."
"Stay away from me."
"I don't think you'd want that, luv." My phone started buzzing in my pocket seconds later, but my attention was on the beauty in front of me...I'm not sure if it was a spell, but I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"Pick up the phone." I sighed, pulling the phone from my pocket. I didn't even bother looking at the screen because I knew it was Julio phoning to arrange a meeting.
"I am leaving right now," I lied. I hang up the phone, returning my attention to the black-haired beauty. My fingers gently caressed her neck; she squinted her eyes tight, possibly fearful that I would injure her. But I never hurt women—at least not in that way.
"Don't lock me out of the house, Princesa." I spoke above her lips. I then kissed the corner of her lips before walking to the front door. When I turned around, she was leaning against the wall, touching the corner of her lips where I had just pecked. I smirked as I stepped out the door.
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