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Word also got around that she was the one to divorce him.

But I knew better, and I had found out.

He had divorced her because she couldn’t keep her legs closed.

April –Hey, Asher. Been thinking about you lately. I could use your massive cock right now. I need to blow off some steam.

And below that was a picture.

I didn’t even bother to look at it, it was either her tits, which weren’t all that great, or it was a shot of her pussy.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in getting laid, April was a sure thing.

But... just the thought of letting another woman touch me who wasn’t a certain someone caused my balls to shrivel up.

That was probably why I exited that text thread, went to her number, and blocked it.

Another text was there from Powers.

Powers –Got a dove coming to y’all. Be there late next week.

Me –Got it. We’ll be ready.

Me –Status?

While I waited for him to text me back, I looked at the other messages.

Declan –This motherfucker happens to venture into your area, show him what’s what.

I studied the picture.

Me –What did the fucker do?

Declan –Thought it would be hilarious to stick a sign that read ‘retarded’ on Chelsea’s back at school today.

I nodded, then sent the picture in a group chat, telling them to keep their eyes peeled.

Me –Got it.

My phone vibrated in my hand.

Powers –8.

That meant that the woman had gotten the hell beaten out of her, and the court system had failed her. Utterly. Rat bastards.

Princess –I’m running late.

Princess –Shit. No, I’m not. I’m good.

Princess –You must be in church. Come find me when you’re done. Love you.

I couldn’t help but snicker at my girl.

Chloe –Total was $47.98. Got your change.

I shook my head at that girl.

If I ever heard of anyone calling Chloe a gold-digger, I was knocking their teeth down their throat.