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Theodore III

"That bitch thought she was gon' kill me, but she can't kill Aubrey muh fuckin' Johnson," Aubrey ranted to me as I stood in front of him as he sat on the examination table in the ER.

The nurse below him shook her head as she wrapped his wound. For some reason, crazy ass Miss. Hart stabbed him in the back of the leg, which was the reason why he fell into Jaz. Let Aubrey tell it, she caught him off guard. He was expected the knife not to hurt so much but since it was a butter knife and wasn't that sharp, it hurt more than he expected it to. And he didn't think she was going to stab him in the back of his shin either.

"Well, you're lucky she didn't hit any bones or nerves Mr. Johnson," the nurse told him. "She could've seriously injured you if she had hit you at any other angle. You're very lucky."

"I know," Aubrey mumbled. "So uh, how much is this all gonna cost? 'Cause a nigga got a baby on the way and I got a bad marijuana habit and I can't afford all this shit. So what kinda layaway or payment plan can I get on? You know, I got real good dick. I could dick you down in exchange for a free visit," he said as he tried to stroke the nurses hair but she turned her nose up at him.

"I got it," I laughed as I turned to the nurse. "And don't mind him. This is just him. This is just Aubrey."

The nurse eyed Aubrey. "I can see. You are very cute Mr. Johnson."

Aubrey smirked. "Cute? That shit's for kids."

"Which you got on the way," I butted in.

"I like kids," the nurse smiled. "How old are you Mr. Johnson?"

"I just turned 24 a couple of months ago. Why? You younger than me or something? Because Ion really like my women younger than me. I like 'em to be older."

"Well, you're in luck then Mr. Johnson. I'm 37."

I scrunched up my face. How is this nigga pulling girls with a big ass hole in the back of his leg? He hasn't been doing nothing but running his loud ass mouth since he got in here, so I just assumed she was annoyed by him.

Aubrey smirked. "That's perfect. Gimmie yo number girl and we can link up."

"I don't think so," I said, stepping in between him and the nurse since she was about to pull her phone out of her scrubs. "He has a kid on the way. His baby is gonna be here in January and he's getting married in the next few weeks. Unless you tryna be a side chick to a nigga that's getting married to a boxer, I really don't think you wanna give him your number unless you tryna get your ass beat."

The nurse frowned. "Seriously? A wife? Fucking loser." She tossed Aubrey's discharge papers in his lap before she stormed out of his room, purposely slamming the door on her way out.

Damn. She's really upset? Didn't she see the ring on his finger or was she just choosing to look past it until somebody had to vocalize the fact that he was wearing an engagement ring? I shook my head as I turned to Aubrey. "You know I'm not gon' let you fuck up what you and Jaz got. It's bad enough y'all gotta deal with y'all's parents, so don't fuck up what y'all got going on. And don't fuck it up for your baby either nigga."

Aubrey laughed. "I wasn't about to get her number for real. I was just tryna see how far I could get with her but I'm not gon' fuck shit up with Jaz. We already got her stupid ass Mama to do that for us."

I sighed. "What happened with y'all?"

"So, me and Jaz have this idea to get our families together so we can all get along for the sake of our baby. I know it probably wasn't the best idea but we're trying to put aside our differences for the baby."

"Okay, that's understandable," I agreed. "So, how'd that end up with you getting stabbed in the leg?"

"So, we met up with Jazmine's parents at this boujie ass country club early. As soon as we walked in, they were on tip about everything. They still can't call me by the right name. Her Mama was being petty and wouldn't even let me sit down because she hid her chair and her Mama and Pops still think I'm some kind of gangster or thug."

My eyes widened. "You? No fuckin' way."

"Same thing I said. I'm too fuckin' goofy to be on the shit you do. All I'm trying to do is make shit right for the baby so the baby doesn't have to grow up the same way Jazmine and I did. I want the family to get along but then Jazmine finally stood up to her parents and checked them for disrespecting us. So, we were on our way out of the dining room when her Dad started throwing dinner rolls at Jazmine," he said, making me laugh.

"Nigga, what? That sounds like some kid shit."

"I know but I got pissed off. I don't like people fuckin' with Jaz because she's been through enough, so i just lost it and beat his punk ass."

"Did the old nigga have another heart attack?"

Aubrey shrugged. "Hell if I know. I left his bloody, weak ass laying on the ground with a fuckin' roll hanging out of his mouth. I'm sure I didn't kill him since the cops ain't drag my black ass out of here."

"And how did that end with you getting stabbed?"

"I really don't know what was going on around me because I was just so in the moment. Next thing I know, Jazmine was pulling me off of her Dad to protect me from her Mama that was trying to stab her in the stomach. Then her crazy ass Mama stabbed me in the back of the leg. Nigga, that shit hurt like a bitch. That's the worst pain I've ever been through in my life. Now I see why you were in that wheelchair in high school. Shit. I need to be in one too," he laughed. "You think you can get one for me?"

I smacked my lips. "Nigga, I wasn't in the wheel chair because I was in pain. I was in a wheel chair because I had partial paralysis."

"Man, I think I might have that too. My legs hurt."

I frowned. "You only got stabbed once and you wouldn't be able to feel anything if you were paralyzed. But where's Jazmine at and is she all right? And where are her crazy ass parents at?"

"I don't know about her parents but I think they got locked up. You know white people don't play about black people acting a fool in their facilities so before the ambulance even came to pick my crippled ass up, her parents were getting arrested. Shit. They need to for everything they've put me and Jazmine through. But Jazmine's at home. I know she's stressed out and her parents and me getting stabbed is extra stress she doesn't need to deal with, so I told her to go home and relax. That's why I called you here. I need my best friend here for emotional support."

"Nigga," I smacked my lips. "If you still on that zesty shit from high school, I'm not fucking with it. You need a ride back home?"

"Yeah, I gotta check on my baby mama," he said as he stood up from sitting on the examination desk before tossing me his discharge papers, that included his bill. "Here, I know you got that. Thanks again for that best friend. I appreciate it."

"It's no big deal," I said as we walked out of the emergency room and out to the parking lot, where my car was parked. "You just gon' have to be able to be prepared for extra expenses when Jazmine has her baby. Kids are very expensive, which means, one of your bad habits is gonna have to be stopped."

"The fuck you mean? My habits aren't bad for me."

"Nigga, how much you smoke a day?"

Aubrey shrugged his shoulders as he climbed into my car. "I mean, nothing for real."

"How much?"

"Damn, like a half an ounce everyday. It ain't nothing for real and it's healthy for me. It's not like it's cigarettes or nothing. And if I'm having a bad day then it'll be an ounce."

I scrunched up my face. "Nigga, you trippin'."

"How much you smoke a day then?"

"Like two or three blunts a day but I don't do it when I'm around Princess. You can't be smoking that shit when you have the baby. It's not healthy for the baby."

"I know. Thanks for informing me happy home maker. I'm gonna cut back on it when the baby comes but for now, I gotta smoke as much as I can to numb the pain from this hole I got in my leg."

"Take some medicine then."

"Okay Dr. Reed, I think I know how to care for myself," he laughed. "But why does your car smell like this?"

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like perfume. What broad you had up in this car that got it smelling like a female?"

"Nobody," I mumbled. I knew it had to be Goldie's perfume since she was the only female I had in here, besides Milan. It smelled like Goldie before I even put Milan in my car and I knew Milan could smell her perfume too. I saw her make a face as soon as she got inside of my car and it had to be the smell. Goldie and I fucked in the back seat the other day and she sprayed perfume all over herself before she got out. I guess the smell of the perfume was just lingering in my seats for everybody to smell it this vividly.

Aubrey smirked. "What? You gotta new girlfriend you're trying to keep hidden or something?"

"Nope," I replied.

I still hate creeping around with Goldie but it's the only way the two of us can actually see each other without causing our families to fight with each other. Sometimes you just have to make sacrifices for something you love, and that's what I'm doing with Goldie. Now, Milan, on the other hand. I don't love her the same way I used to. I have love for her since we've been around each other so much but I'm not in love with her anymore and I don't want to be in a relationship with her because I know she doesn't feel the same way I feel about her.

The only reason she's even showing me any attention now is because she's finally off of my Dad's radar. But if he continued fucking her, like I knew he was, she wouldn't be considering us to be in a relationship. The only reason I was even gassing her head up about being with her and solidifying our relationship was because I didn't want her doing any stupid shit like running to the police to tell them what my parents have done to her. I had to butter Milan up if I wanted to get her away from my parents and if I wanted her to comply with my orders. If I keep talking some sweet shit to Milan, she'll listen to me.

"Then who is it? It's gotta be a grown woman, because," Aubrey paused as he took a deep breath, inhaling the perfume smell. "only a grown woman smells this nice."

I sighed. I knew I had to come up with a lie if I wanted to get him off of my back. "I just gave one of my dancers a ride home the other night because her car broke down," I lied to him. "It's no big deal."

Alright chuckled as he leaned back in the seat. "Yeah, alright and I got that nurse's number too. I've known you for years, nigga, and I know yo ass is lying. You obviously trying to keep something hidden so I won't press you about it. You probably doing some questionable shit," he laughed. "You know, there's plenty of niggas like you down here in Atlanta. It's nothing to be ashamed about. I'm sure you be looking at how sexy I look."

"Shut the fuck up. Ion do that shit."

"So tell me who you fucking then."

"Nobody, damn. I just old you the truth, why don't you believe me?"

"Because you're a pro at lying and you're lying to me now since you're getting so defensive and can't even look me in my eyes."

I turned to him, looking him in the eyes, since he thinks I'm lying. "Alright, I guess you my Mama now, huh?"

"Yeah, 'cause yo young ass is my son, nigga," he laughed at his own joke but I didn't think he was funny. "But you ain't gotta tell me. I don't care that much, plus, I got my own shit going on that I gotta deal with anyways. I won't bring it up again," he promised for the second time but I knew he'd bring it up again. He always does.

Aubrey and I rode the rest of the way to his house in silence, and as soon as we pulled up, I noticed Jazmine's car was in the driveway but so was Adonis'. I scrunched up my face. What the fuck is going on over here?

"I know that ain't that nigga's car," Aubrey mumbled as he unbuckled his seat belt. He was trying to get out of the car but I hadn't even parked it yet. It was still moving. As soon as I parked my car behind Adonis', Aubrey hopped out of the car and ran up to the front door even though his dumb ass was limping the whole way.

"Nigga, slow down!" I yelled after him. I wasn't even out of the car before he pushed the front door open and started yelling. "Shit," I mumbled. I wasn't expecting to be breaking up any fights today. I climbed out of my car and slowly walked up to the house, dreading whatever was going on in this house. I don't even know why Jaz would have Adonis over, especially since they have so much history. But most importantly, Adonis and Aubrey don't even get along, so she shouldn't have even bought him up in the house in the first place.

"Why the fuck are you even in my house?" I heard Aubrey yelling, so I followed the sound of his voice to the living room and was shocked to see Adonis sitting on the couch with just his draws on and Jazmine sitting on the far end on the couch but she was fully clothed. "And why the fuck are your clothes off? Jazmine, what the fuck?"

"I swear, it's not what you think Aubrey!" Jazmine exclaimed.

"Were you fucking him?"

"No!"

"She probably wanted to," Adonis chuckled.

I sucked my teeth. "Then what the fuck is it?" I butted in, annoyed by the three of them going back and forth. "'Cause there's gotta be a reason for you to be up in this house with your draws on nigga."

Donny chuckled. "Look, Prince, it ain't even like that. You just need to stay out of this."

"What the fuck is it then?" Aubrey yelled.

"When I got back from the police station, he was already over here sitting outside the house in his car. I didn't speak to him. I didn't even look at him. Well, I thought he was in his car but his windows are tinted so dark, that I couldn't exactly see. So, I walked into the house and found him sitting on the couch like this. Is wear I wasn't doing anything with him."

"So, why was he over here then?" Aubrey asked.

I folded my arms, looking at Donny, who found all of this to be comical. "Yeah, that's a good question. Why were you over here Donny?"

"I had to see if it was true," Donny shrugged.

Aubrey scrunched up his face. "See if what was true?"

"I had to see if she was actually pregnant. I mean, I been hearing she was then I heard she was still stripping and that she wasn't pregnant. I heard it was a rumor, so I just had to come over here and see what the fuck was up. I mean, it could be my baby."

"No the fuck it's not!" Jaz yelled. "You need to stop lying. We stopped having sex months before I even got pregnant."

Adonis laughed. "Yeah, you right but you still should've told a nigga."

"She didn't have to tell you shit. Matter of fact, you only told part of the reason why you're over here. Why are your clothes off, huh? Can you tell me that?"

"Well, that's a long story," Adonis laughed, making me irritated. I don't see what's so funny about barging in on a pregnant woman. "I just wanted to catch her off guard, you know, on some freak shit. I didn't think she was actually pregnant though, so I'm not tryna fuck no more."

"You're a damn liar. You were just saying you wanted to be inside of a pregnant girl because they have the best pussy. I can't stand you," Jazmine spat, making Adonis shrug his shoulders.

"That's fine. A lot of niggas can't stand me so get in line."

"Get the fuck outta my house nigga," Aubrey said as he started limping towards him but I put my arm out and stopped him before he could. He already got his leg fucked up, he doesn't need any more of his body parts being broken or punctured. "Get'cho lame ass outta here!"

"You need to respect me, bitch ass nigga. I'm your fuckin' boss."

"Nigga, fuck you, fuck yo' wanna-be-boss ass, and fuck whatever else you got to say to me. You got a lot of nerve breaking into my house and for trying to sleep with my girl. You were just keeping her warm while I was gone, but now that I'm back, I have her. She doesn't want you because she's my girl and she's carrying my baby, so just move the fuck on. You're pathetic as fuck."

"Damn, so you just gon' let him talk to me like that though?" Adonis asked me. "I'm his fuckin' boss!"

"And I'm your fuckin' boss and you're doing too much. You really on some bull shit," I spoke honestly. I don't know what's been up with him lately but he's been rubbing me the wrong way and it all started with Lindsey fighting his bay mama. I spoke to Lindsey the other day and she told me she saw him outside of the house with his baby mama right after she got into the fight but Adonis told me he wasn't around because he wasn't fucking with his baby mama anymore. I know Lindsey is a lot of things but she wouldn't lie to me about something like this. I don't know who he thinks he is trying to lie to me but he should know I'm always going to find out the truth. "Get dressed and come outside with me."

Adonis smacked his lips. "Yo, you for real?"

"Hell yeah, let's go," I told him, before turning to Aubrey and I whispered, "Don't let these niggas get in your head man. None of 'em wanna see you winning, you or Jaz. Fuck her parents and fuck Adonis 'cause they all want what you got and can't have it. Stop letting these niggas fuck with you so much."

Aubrey nodded his head and gave me some dap before I walked out of the house. I was speaking truthfully to Aubrey because I see everybody trying to bring him and Jazmine down because they're jealous of what they have. I'll admit, they never had one of the best relationships growing up and I thought they were over once Aubrey went to prison, but once he got out, they came back stronger and now everybody's pissed off. Jazmine's parents, Aubrey's Mom, Adonis and even Lindsey, all need to stop focusing on what Aubrey and Jaz are doing and just leave them alone.

I leaned up against my car as I waited for Adonis to come out of the house. I needed to talk to him about what's been up with him lately. I won't bring up the fact that he's lying about not being with his baby mama the day Lindsey fought her. I'll gather my own information on the issue, get extra security to protect myself in case he tries something crazy, get one of my niggas to follow him around and wait until he's man enough to admit the truth to me before I find out what he's really doing on my own.

Adonis walked out of the house a few minutes later with all of his clothes on and frown on his face. "Nigga, what the fuck was that in there? You were supposed to have my back!"

"I can't have your fuckin' back when you're fuckin' up."

He folded his arms. "Me? I'm not fucking up."

"You are and you trippin'. Why are you even concerned about whether or not Jazmine is pregnant? She wasn't fucking you so it can't be your child. You broke it off with her so just leave her alone. And why would you even break into their house int he first place?"

"I wanted to see her, damn. A nigga can't have feelings now?"

"No because it's too late for that shit," I told him. Jazmine told me about what happened between them, specifically how she wanted him to express how he felt about her but he wouldn't. He broke it off with her because he didn't want to admit how he felt. Now, he's trying to come back and do something he should've done years ago but it's too late because Jazmine moved on. "You missed your chance homie."

"I know, that's why I broke into their house. I was trying to show her that I'm really feeling her, like on some real shit."

I sighed, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my jeans. I guess he just doesn't understand what I'm trying to tell him. "Look, I'mma tell you this one time and it might not be what you wanna hear but I gotta be truthful with you. Jazmine might have caught feelings for you but she wasn't in love with you and I doubt she even wanted a relationship with you. She might have been saying that shit but she's been in love with Aubrey since we were kids and was only saying it because she was lonely while he was gone. Now, don't get me wrong, she shouldn't have used you but it's my fault for setting it up when I knew how she felt about Aubrey. Look, all I'm trying to say is, just leave them alone. She's trying to get her shit together and you coming in fucking up their relationship is extra stress they don't need right now."

"Seriously?" he smacked his lips. "I want her though."

"Nigga, I'mma put it in terms you understand since talking to you nicely isn't getting through to you. Stop fucking with Aubrey and Jazmine or you're gonna have to deal with me, plain and mother fuckin' simple. And if something happens to them or their baby because of your actions, I'm gonna fuck you up. Do you understand now?"

"I'm your fuckin' cousin. How the hell you not gon' have my back?"

"Because you on some bull shit, nigga. I can't rock with what you're doing, cousin or not."

Adonis nodded his head. "A'ight. You know what, that's cool but fuck you little nigga. If our blood don't mean shit to you, then it don't mean shit to me either. So with that being said, watch your fuckin' back bitch."

"You do the same," I warned him as I got inside of my car.

I wasn't afraid of Adonis. I was more so afraid of what he might do to the business since he's in his feelings like a bitch, so I grabbed my burner phone out of the dashboard and sent a text to some of the niggas that worked for me that I could trust.

Prince: Niggas are changing up. Change the location of the goods to the new storage site and keep this between us.

Blood means nothing when I have a business to protect. Adonis can get buck if he wants to but fucking with me, his lifeline, is the wrong move. He's seen me handle people that got in my way before, so I don't think he wants to be my next victim.

Victoria

Teddy and I had been out all night just enjoying each other's company before we had to deal with our issue back at home: Milan. The two of us had been putting off talking to her, so we just stayed out all day and most of the night. So, by the time we came back home, it was almost five in the morning and the two of us just crashed in my bedroom, not even bothering to go to the master bedroom to check on Milan in the bathroom.

I pushed the covers off of myself, pushing them on to Teddy, as I climbed out of the bed. Things had been too quite around here lately, which was strange. Normally, I'd hear Milan rustling around at night and I'd hear the clanging of the handcuffs against the pipes but I didn't hear that. Nor did I hear her groaning for somebody to help her. The bitch was too quite. I hope she didn't die because then torturing her wouldn't be fun since I wouldn't be able to do it anymore.

"Where you going?" Teddy asked, still half asleep.

"I need to check on something."

"Who? Milan?"

I nodded my head as I slipped a pair of shorts up over my hips. "Yeah. She's been too quite."

"You need my help?"

"Nope, I got it. She can't do shit to me being locked up. Just go back to sleep," I told him before I walked out of my bedroom.

I heavily sighed as I walked down the hallway tot he master bedroom. I really hope this bitch isn't on some stupid shit this morning because I just don't have time for it. I'd rather be laid up with her husband instead of dealing with her childish ass. I pushed the door to the master bedroom open and scrunched p my face once I saw how ran through the room looked. Draws were pulled out of the dressers and were all over the floor with clothes pouring out of them. But what shocked me the most was the bathroom door standing open.

"Fuck," I mumbled.

I hope this bitch hasn't escaped, because if she did, we're gonna be fucked. I know she's going to start running her mouth to the police if she gets the opportunity to because she's an opportunity seeker. I stepped into the bathroom, frowning, once I saw that Milan wasn't there. Damn. Even her hand cuffs were laying on the floor.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

I raced out of the master bedroom and ran down the hallway to where Teddy was at before busting inside. "We have a problem," I told him.

He immediately popped up in bed. "What happened? Is she dead?"

"No, the bitch is gone."

He scrunched up his face. "What the fuck do you mean she's gone? I thought you handcuffed her."

"I did!"

"Then how the fuck did she get out?"

"I don't fucking know but she trashed the room. There's draws all over the floor and clothes everywhere. How the fuck did she get a loose from the handcuffs and how was she able to get out of the house? The butler was here the entire day! He was supposed to be watching her."

"Not if he wasn't around her the entire time," Teddy sighed. "I have no idea how she got out but she probably snuck out of the house when the butler was in another part of the house, like down in the basement or some shit. He should've been watching her ass though."

"I told you his lazy ass wasn't going to be watching her! For all we know, she's probably going to bring the police over here to raid the house and arrest us. I told you we should've just used the chain saw on that bitch, now she's just out roaming the streets. You should've killed her when we had the chance," I said as I mushed him in the head. "You need to find that bitch."

"How we gon' do that? I would've heard her if she left while we were here. She probably left before we even got back and we were too damn stupid to go and check on her. It's no point in looking for her because she could be anywhere by now."

"Then that means we gotta get the hell up outta here."

He scrunched up his face. "Why?"

"Because I know the fake ass bitch is gonna call the police on us about what we were doing to her. We need to go."

"And leave the evidence behind so we really get in trouble? Hell no. We just need to clean up the bathroom and throw out her shit like she left us. If the cops come looking, we'll say she left because me and you got back together and we haven't seen her in weeks."

I sighed. "Okay, fine. And what if we find her?"

"We gotta kill her, period."

"Don't be a bitch on me," I told him. "Every time we talk about killing her, you always bitch out on me. Do you still have feelings for her?"

"Hell no," he quickly responded, making me scrunch up my face.

He responded too quickly, so he has to be lying. He always responds quickly when he's lying because he's just telling me what I want to hear. "Tell me the fucking truth. Do you still have feelings for that little ass kid?"

"A couple, alright, damn," he sucked his teeth. "I got a couple feelings left over for her. I mean, damn, I was living here with her and been with her for awhile so it's hard to let some shit like that just go. I'm sure you wouldn't be able to kill Jayvion if you had the chance to."

I folded my arms, looking down at him. "Well, for a matter of fact, that's already been handled."

"By who?"

"Don't worry about it," I replied. I wasn't going to sell Theodore out for his stupid ass father. "But just know, he's been handled and you need to do the same thing to Milan. We can't afford to have enemies or people we're worried about. We need to get her handled immediately."

"Who the fuck is gon' do it? 'Cause King is too busy taking Princess to her Girl Scout meetings and taking Daniel to basketball camp to be concerned about what the fuck we doing. Ain't nobody else to help us."

"I know a guy."

He scrunched up his face. "Who you know that I don't know? Slick Rick or Nasty Nate doing some new shit I don't know about?"

"No. You don't know the person, but just know, if I tell him what to do then he'll do it for me," I told him. I wasn't going to tell Teddy about Theodore, even though I'm sure he knows what Theodore's up to. I just hope Theodore won't be too caught up on Milan to not be able to kill her for me. I need Milan out of my life. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."

"Alright but don't fuck it up. I have too much riding on my name as it is with my career. After T3's run in with the police a few months back, and now that Lindsey's assaulted this officer, I'm under a lot of fire at work. I can't have my name run into the ground anymore, so don't fuck this up for me."

I scrunched up my face. "For you? The rest of our lives are riding on this too! You aren't the only person with a career and a reputation to protect. And let's just be honest baby, you ruined your own reputation."

"How?"

"Oh, people lost all respect for you and you lost your integrity when you cheated on me with Charlotte, got her pregnant, left her while she was pregnant for me and then got me pregnant too. You ruined your reputation awhile ago. You don't have anything else to ruin. And you need to be concerned about your children more than yourself, you dumb, selfish, narcissistic asshole. I fucking hate how arrogant you are sometimes because, newsflash, you really ain't that poppin' and you're old as shit."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever," he mumbled.

I scoffed and stormed out of the room. Teddy can be concerned about his reputation all he wants but I'm concerned about the future of my family. I'm concerned about my children going to jail for the shit we've done. I'm concerned about my grandchildren not able to have a good life because of our actions. I could give less than a damn about Teddy's reputation because that was shot through years ago, because of what he's done in the past.

But whether Teddy wants to admit it or not, I'm not going to allow Milan to destroy my family anymore than she already has, even if that means killing her myself. Milan needs to be gone, and that's without a doubt.

~~~

I know this chapter was short just like the last one but I find the chapters quicker to write if they're a bit shorter than how long they usually are. So, expect the chapters to be a little bit shorter but also expect more frequent updates as well. How was this chapter though? How do you guys feel about Aubrey surviving? Do Jazmine's parents need to be locked up for what they did to him? How do you guys feel about Adonis coming in on Jazmine the way he did? Does Theodore have a right to take desperate measures when it concerns Adonis? Is Adonis a threat? Is Milan a threat? Does Milan need to be dead because she knows so much about the family? Will Theodore be able to kill Milan or does he care about her too much to do it?

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