Charmed By A Steel City Hustler
Chapter 35 — Call This What It Is and Isn’t

Bash:

I threw back my Hennessy and blew out some hot air. Sitting in my truck, I wondered how the hell shit went bad so damn fast. I had too many issues going on right now and couldn't trust a soul close to me. My family was on high alert with their skeleton-having asses, demanding that Leo Jennings be brought down immediately.

The element of surprise was now gone, and the clock was ticking. That old fool did not put fear in my heart at all. Leo had crossed paths and fucked my business up one too many damn times. That fool was usurping all the real estate I wanted via Yasmine Tate. I knew she was a snake, but never to the degree she had gone.

Everyone thought that I had been off my game and Lois had me wide open. True, she had my head on spin bend, but never when it came to business. I had been getting calls about various things going on in my organization. Going back to two months after Lo and I started fucking around.

I decided to watch and catch the shit with my own eyes. I saw and heard shit that had my head on tilt mode. Everyone ain't loyal no matter y'all history. A fool or bitch will fuck you over quick to steal the top spot.

I got out my vehicle and put the alarm on, walking up the steps to my hideaway house. I had sent a voice clip for Lola to meet me here. I knew her fuck ass daddy had his house surrounded like a fortress. There was no way I would be caught there even with an army behind me. Plus, even though my dirty laundry was twisting on the line in the air, I was still going to have a private discussion with Lola and Lois on my own time.

I put my key into the door and walked into silence. The lights in the living room were on. Lola must have been upstairs. I peeked through the double doors leading to the kitchen and it was spotless. Lola was never much of a cook to begin with.

I grabbed an apple from the bowl on the counter and headed up the steps. I had not spoken to my wife or her sister in the past five days. The dust needed to settle on everything, and tempers needed to be at an even pace. I hated an emotional, loud, irate woman.

They never spoke in clear sentences and often threw objects at your head. I didn't believe in domestic violence. I was more likely to tie a female up and fuck her back to normal. Unfortunately, sex could not solve these terrible problems that I was currently facing.

I walked towards the main bedroom and saw a pair of perfectly manicured toes swaying in the air. The restless leg syndrome was a sign that Lola was upset. I pushed the door open the rest of the way and strolled in leaning against the dresser. Lola was lying on the bed in shorts and a sports bra. She was half naked and fine as hell. Under any other circumstances, I would have dove in the bed to tear that flimsy shit off.

"You're late," Lola stated with attitude on one hunnit. I almost hurled the remaining apple at her titties. I was never late for any damn thing. Hell, I was born two weeks early. Eager to bust out the coochie and slay the world. I nodded my head and continued to chew. She wanted to start this discussion off petty.

"I bet if I were Lois, you would have showed up early, bells on, and a gift in hand."

I held my left hand up to silence her. I knew this meeting would not go smooth. I'll be damned if I get verbally abused the entire time either. Fuck all that.

"Yo kill all those childish, petty low blows. If that is what this is going to be? I can leave and we can communicate through our lawyers solely from here on out."

Lola had the funniest pissed off look on her face. I didn't give two fucks about it though. I wanted to be a man. Own up to my faults and answer whatever questions she had. I am sure her and Lois had a knock down drag out brawl at their Pops' crib over me.

Then again, Lois was a quiet animal. Lola probably talked that ghetto hot shit to her. Lola jumped up looking like she was going charge my ass. I remained calm anticipating her next move. If she laid hands on me, I was going to lock her in the closet.

"How could you Bash? Lie to me for months on end? Of all the bitches on the planet my little sister? I am so humiliated and to think I confided in her about my doubts and fears. I was making changes to be a better wife to you." "A better wife? By stealing my money? My bad you were still speaking continue."

"That was not stealing. I was securing my future. I came into this marriage with love and yes maybe at first other intentions. But I loved you more than anything, beyond your money, the trips and expensive items. I wasn't going to just walk away with nothing at all."

"Lola you are far from broke, we both know this," I said to her weak attempt at an explanation.

"Yes, while on that subject, you want to explain to me your issue with my father?"

"Again, we are here to discuss us, not your various family members. If we are going to go there? Then I would like some answers on you and Donnie."

Lola lost a little bit of steam from her ears after that statement. I didn't give a shit what they did before me. I had already known about it before I met her. I still gave her a chance because Adonis could be a class ass. He didn't know how to treat women period.

I had no proof, but I think that she had been unfaithful to me with someone. If not Adonis, then a random jump off. If not, then she was dumber than I thought. Lola was strong willed. I can't see her being soft like Lois and letting me get off without payback. She was wired for that type of messy shit which is why she went after my money.

"Since the cat got your tongue on that topic, back to this divorce. Now"

"Divorce?"

I sighed loudly, dropping my head, and shaking it to either side. Lola was starting to irk my nerves with the stall tactics and theatrics. She could not possibly think that we would recover from all this shit and move on together. Her ass stole from me and consorted with my cousin to manipulate me.

I wouldn't dare lay in a bed next to her snake ass. Lola was the type of woman that will fuck the shit out of you, and then kill you after she got her nut off.

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"Yes, divorce. This theatrical play came to a closed curtain end baby. We gave it our all but clearly, we can't trust each other. You are not the woman for me, and clearly, I am not the man for you. Let's just amicably separate and go about our lives. You did attempt to steal from me, but I will give you a pass because of your emotional distress. This house is yours. We can get the deed redrawn up. I will take my name off. The original house was mine before we got married so I will be keeping it. You can have whatever you want out of its furniture and decoration wise. I will be revamping the house completely. That secret account you started? Has been drained of the joint money that you took. It is yours to deposit paychecks and money from your inheritance and new position. Your name no longer is on the other two accounts. They have reverted to their original states. We don't have children, so alimony is not needed, given you are now gainfully employed."

Lola was standing there with not a word to say, and tears streaming down her face. I wasn't intentionally trying to hurt her feelings in anyway. I had spoken to my lawyer a while ago and he had shit lined up. I was just waiting to see if a divorce was truly what I wanted.

Too much has happened to go back. I damn sure am not clear about the future right now. I pulled a few tissue out of the box and walked over to dry her eyes. She pulled away at first, but I pulled her into a tight bear hug.

This shit was pulling at my heart because we had good times together. The past was going to eventually come between us. Lois was never in my plans, but shit happened. II was not going to continue playing both sides of the fence. Lola had wriggled away and stared into my face. I saw a flash of red and just knew that shit was going to go left.

"You want to leave me for her Bash! She is a knockoff imitation of me. I have given you everything. What do you want children? You want me to go back to school? Whatever it is I can do it."

I just looked at her because begging was so unattractive and not her style. Lola began to fall to the carpet, and I grabbed her, she was not about to get on her knees and beg me.

"Lola, Lola, pull yourself together. All of that is a moot point now. A baby will not fix anything. Honey if you wanted to further your education you, would have returned to college already. I think you need time by yourself to replace your path baby. I will always have love for you as my first wife, but nothing more."

"And Lois?"

I knew she was going to repeat that question. I didn't have an answer for her currently. Right now, I needed to contend with business and enemies. Before all this I could have seen myself and Lois having some type of future. Now everything was different with the truth coming out from all angles. I had no idea what was going through Lois' head, but she was next on my list to talk with.

"La I don't know and that is the truth. Look I'm going to go and give you some space. My lawyer is still finalizing the paperwork. Take a few days, get away and get some clarity. I booked you a flight in the next forty-eight hours to Miami Beach. The ticket and other information will be downstairs in the dining room. We can talk more when you get back, if you want to."

I started toward the door and heard a blood curdling yell. The door slam behind me. The sound of objects flying, and cursing was echoing through the house. I walked down the steps as Lola continued to trash the master bedroom. I wasn't going stop her, this was her shit now.

Lola was going to have to clean that up on her own or hire a maid. My phone had been vibrating the entire time we were talking. I chose to ignore it and give her my undivided attention. I pulled out the envelope from my back pocket and sat it on the dinette table. This was my farewell present to her.

Lola was getting a luxury suite, and everything was paid for except spending money and clothes. She could buy that shit herself. The least I could do after she was kidnapped behind my bullshit. I took one last look around the house and chucked the deuces up. There would be no reason for me to ever visit again after today.

As I got comfortable in my whip and started it up. I pulled my phone out and saw missed calls, texts and voicemails. Most were from the Bars and probably about the delivery truck fucking up the order again. The only one that concerned me was the overseas number.

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I had not seen that number in a while. I waited for my Bluetooth to kick in and yelled out to dial it back while backing out of the driveway. I cruised down the street as the phone rang and just as I was about to hang up the caller answered. "Sebastian my friend, how is life treating you?"

"I can't call it Miguel. I'm out here surviving like the next man. What's up with you though?"

"I am good, the family is growing. Elsa is expecting twins in the next three months. Pregnant women are the worst. They cry and yell about everything. They want sex on demand, and nothing is ever good enough." "Brother that sounds like regular women too."

We shared a quick laugh at my statement then cleared throats. Miguel was good peoples and we had mutual respect for one another. He still had not answered the million-dollar question for me yet. I didn't have a lot of patience for beating around the bush these days.

"Congrats on the new little ones on the way. Give Elsa my love, I'll be sure to send a gift. Just let me know what the sexes are."

"Sure, sure no problem."

"I know that is not the only reason you called me earlier."

"Nothing ever gets by you, my man. I was calling because I got a call from one of my men in the states. Your organization was brought up. I had to speak with you personally about it. I know that you have never been a fan of consolidation with a bigger platform."

I gripped the steering wheel tight as hell, to lessen the anger flowing through me. Miguel had confirmed a suspicion that I had a while now. I never had solid proof until today. Which would force my hand to make a decision that would affect so many lives.

"Miguel this is the first I am hearing of it. Why don't you download me with all the details?"

I continued to drive toward my bar as Miguel spoke.