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I'm gon need y'all to ease up on my man's Gotti.

GOTTI

Obviously someone doesn't take orders too fucking well

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Obviously someone doesn't take orders too fucking well. I could either fuck some shit up -- which they would be expecting that. Or I could go about this a different way.

I looked at the photos, scattered across my desk.

ABEL.

I'm sorry but I could never just go away that damn easy. He has my son. He has my heart. To know that he's trying to move on to someone else after everything we've been through -- it hurts real bad. Out of all people though, fucking Malik? The same man I told last year to leave him the fuck alone.

They want the old Gotti back.

I sipped on the Hennessy I had in my glass. Obviously I wasn't supposed to be drinking but shit like this causes me to backtrack. I'm fucking stressed. I'm running a business. Abel' snatched my son away from me and now he's parading around with another man -- I need all the Hennessy I can get my hands on.

Fucking embarrassment.

I had to explain to my father why Abel is no longer around. He's making me look weak and I don't appreciate that shit. I should never had let him walk out that door. I should have never let him get comfortable enough to even step foot to the fucking door. I became soft and let him think we were equal when I should have never done that.

Old Gotti would have never let that happen. But I love him -- I wanted to show him that I cared for him and that we were equal. We were one. I didn't want him to fear me anymore. Stiffen up when I walk into the same room we shared. Shut down because of my abusive and toxic ways. I wanted him to be happy. Be happy with me -- us, what we shared. To see him so at peace with Malik it does something to me. He seemed so relaxed, calm, comfortable. Something he never was with me.

Damn.

I miss him.

" Do you want us to continue to keep an eye on him? He's on the move as we speak. " I stared ahead.

I shocked myself. " No. "

Jimmy himself looked confused but he didn't question me. Good.

This is the same thing that pushed him away. My controlling ways. Having him followed was one thing he always disliked but I never listened. Now I'm seeing it a little different. I feel like I'm being pulled in two different directions.

I continued to work throughout the day -- going through my finances and making sure everything added up. I checked my phone to look at the time. 9:22PM. Locking up I headed outside where Ray waited -- I nodded my head to him as he held the back door open to my Mercedes Benz S450.

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