Lost in A Hitta's Love 3 by Antoinette Sherell

Author:Antoinette Sherell [Sherell, Antoinette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leo Sullivan Presents
Published: 2018-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

Legacy Royal

“It’s almost that time, baby!” Lib shouted, jumping all over me with her hyper ass.

“Mhm,” I mumbled back before shoving her ass away from me. She knew I wasn’t fucking with her like that right now.

“Can you stop? You’re acting like I told his ass to pull up!”

“I ain’t say nothing ’bout that nigga, Lib. Why you keep bringing him up? He must be on your mind.”

“You gotta be fucking kidding me!” She threw her hands up in frustration as I bit back a smile.

I was just fucking with her mad ass. Yeah, I was pissed the hell off when I came around that corner and noticed it was that nigga in the car. I thought he was the damn Uber for a minute. But, what pissed me off more was when I paid attention to his car. That’s what had me shooting at his punk ass.

Liberty hadn’t paid it any mind, obviously, but it was the same car that was out front of our house when we were getting it in outside. That shit wasn’t a coincidence to me, and not a soul on earth could convince me it wasn’t that nigga. He was infatuated with my wife. I had a feeling I was gon’ have to handle the nigga, especially if he intentionally came to our home. I could bet money it wasn’t an accidental drive by, though.

“I don’t want anything to do with that nigga, and you know that. If anything, I still want to beat his ass. He should have known not to even speak to me.”

“That’s the thing I’m not understanding, shorty. What the fuck you do to that nigga? I broke his fingers, stuffed my gun down his throat, and even shot his ass in the chest, but he’s still coming back! You got him ready to risk it all for yo ass.”

She smiled brightly as if the shit was a compliment. “I mean, I just put this good pussy on—”

“Liberty, I swear to God, bruh! You don’t want to finish that sentence. I will stand yo ass up at the altar if you put that visual in my head.”

“You asked.” She threw her arms around my neck, nibbling at my chin. Clearly, she was trying to get fucked before we left. “He ain’t get it like you, though. I gave you that ‘I’ll kill for the pussy’ type of fuck.”

“Get yo ass on!” I was cracking the fuck up, and she grinned impishly.

“You know this that good shit.”

“Damn right. That’s why I ain’t pull out.”

“Ignorant as hell.” She giggled before pushing me away.

I grabbed her purse for her, handing it over and then my keys so we could be out. We had to head over to the venue to make sure shit was straight. The wedding planner wanted to go over some final details as well—decor, meal selection, and a few other minor things to ensure shit was perfect. Hell, all the fucking money I spent, it sure as hell better had been.

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