I get to the new house. As I walk through with the inspector and the realtor.
By the time I get my ass back to the compound. I noticed Brielle’s ass fuckin sittin on my Ol’ lady’s cage.
Her fuckin heals where on the hood.
As her ass was taking pictures.
“Get your fuckin' ass off my Ol' lady's cage, Brielle.”
I got loud as f**k, scaring her ass.
Brielle damn near jumped off the hood.
“Jesus, Blaze! What the hell?”
I walked straight toward her.
“Your fuckin' heels were on her hood.”
Brielle looked down at the Mustang, then back at me.
“I was just taking pictures.”
“I don't give a fuck.”
I pulled my keys from my pocket.
“Ava loves this fuckin' cage. She trusted my ass to look after it while she's gone. That means nobody sits on it. Nobody leans on it. And nobody fuckin' drives
