A Boss For The Holidays : Scrapp & Milan by R. Michelle

Author:R. Michelle
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Twyla T. Presents, LLC
Published: 2020-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Milan sat in Azareal and Isis’ home. She couldn’t help but fall in love with the decorum. It was beautiful, and she couldn’t wait until she got to decorate her home like that. She couldn’t stop looking around at all the pictures and beautiful art that was around the house.

“You wanna do our house like this?”

“We gotta buy one, first!”

“I ain’t gotta do shit. I got a house for my family to live in. All it needs is decorating.” Scrapp shrugged his shoulders. He had bought a home years ago and barely lived in it when Honor was shot. He moved closer to the hood. Now that his brother was fine, he was thinking about making it a home for his son and future wife.

“Where is it?” Milan asked with excitement.

“We can go by it once we get there.”

“No, Real. I’m not playing with you or Uzziah. Every time he introduce us to some hoe, she wanna get smart and shit. Pregnant or not, I’ll beat that hoe up.”

“Girl! Shut all that shit up you talking. You might like ole girl. Uzziah said you would, and I believe my brother. Now, sit down and talk to your company. Scrapp, let me holla at you, bro.”

“So, you and Scrapp?” Isis asked as she sat with her door underneath her booty.

“He’s Jakobi’s dad,” Milan said.

“Bitch! Wait! How?”

“Long story short, he was supposed to go to jail, so we went to Miami to party. Jakob broke up with me on our way there. So we partied, popped pills, leaned a lil bit, got drunk and ended up fucking but neither of us remember what happened.” Milan paused then began to tell Isis what Honor had told them. Isis’ mouth was on the floor, but she couldn’t deny that Milan looked happier with Scrapp than she ever did with Jakob’s broke ass.

“Why Honor’s petty ass didn’t say anything before! I can’t stand his ass.” Milan cut her eyes at Isis, already knowing the tea on why.

“Don’t talk about my brother like that.”

“I’m your sister, hoe.” Isis threw a pillow at her as they both laughed.

“So, what you saying is after he taught you all them tricks, you be using on Azareal, you don’t like him.” Isis eyes cut to slits as she giggled at it.

“Shut up, hoe! I was going through a phase after Juwan.”

“Mmm hmm! But I don’t think me or Scrapp ever believed him. He said it several times, and we ignored him. You know his ass play too much.”

“Don’t I know!” Isis laughed as the doorbell rang. She eased off the couch and headed to the door.

“Uh uhn, bitch! I know you lying. Real!” Isis yelled as Milan rushed to the door to her sister’s aid.

“Can we help you?” Milan noticed she was the woman Jakob was cheating on her with.

“Yes. I’m here to see, Azareal!”

“Girl! How the fuck you find my house? What you hear for, man?” Azareal asked with a scowl on his face as he wrapped his arms around Isis, rubbing her stomach.

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