Page 25 of Dirty Pleasures


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I scanned the area.

Waiting for us were several sleek black SUVs with tons of Brotherhood in black suits standing guard.

Shit is about to get real.

I couldn’t shake off the unease that settled in my stomach. Today was not the day I wanted to face my fears, but it was necessary for the sake of getting my mental health together.

Then, I spotted the Comedienne.

Rafael looked more like Jean-Pierre’s brother than his cousin. However, Rafael didn’t have the Butcher’s smooth finesse. Instead, he was all hard lines and angles in his designer blue suit.

Even from far away, I could clearly see the small scar on his right cheek, just below his eye.

Around twenty armed men stood behind him, and they were all draped in high-end clothes and diamonds.

You got to like the French’s style. They are always donning the best.

Max nodded in Rafael’s direction. “This dude is a bit much. Last time I was with him in New Orleans, I wanted to shoot his ass.”

“I can see that. He was a lot when he was helping J.P. kidnap me in Paris.”

“To keep New Orleans peaceful, we need to make sure the Lion and Rafael aren’t in each other’s space too much.”

“Facts.”

Max looked at me. “You told Kazimir to dial down the big dick energy this trip?”

“I talked to him.”

“But, do you think you got through to him?”

“Kaz can be a brute roaring out threats. But underneath his tough exterior, he’s a sweet and tender guy.”

“Man, what the fuck are you talking about?” Max held his hands out. “I watched dude set a man’s dick on fire and smile the whole time. King David isn’t here, and as far as I know, David is the only person on this earth that knows how to navigate the vast and jagged landscape of the lion’s ego.”

“Hey.” I frowned. “I can navigate Kaz’s ego.”

“Em, you’re the reason why he’s bombing shit and flame-torching dicks. You can’t navigate shit.”

“I have my moments when I get through to him.”

“Yeah, but now with Valentina being here. . .I think we need to keep the wicked wonder twins separated. That’s why when we landed, I told her that Kazimir wanted her at the hotel to secure shit.”

I shook my head. “Max, if Valentina finds out that you lied, she will—”

“Look, man. Kaz stay bombing shit. Meanwhile, Valentina talking about big pussy energy before we even get on the plane to leave Moscow. I’m not going to let them have us battling voodoo curses and shit.”

“Don’t stress. I’ll talk to Valentina about keeping down their antics.”

“You need to do more than that.”

“Meaning?”

“You need to double pussy whip that motherfucker in New Orleans.”

I parted my lips. “O-kay.”

“Next time you bounce on it, twist your body from side to side like a snake or one of those sexy Jamaican chicks in the dancehall. You smell me?”

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