10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace (Caselli Family Book 1)

Highlight of my day was walking in the backyard and seeing Wonder sitting there. When she turned to look at me, there was excitement. Nobody ever got excited to see me, so it was different seeing and feeling someone actually radiate happiness when they saw you.

Lupita cooked a full spread, then made my food to the side. These niggas was eating all kinds of mixed shit. It was hard to even finish my food with the way that Landon was mixing his mash potatoes and green beans together.

I was quiet for most of dinner because my mind was on that nigga Raye. There was nothing I wanted more than that nigga handed to me on a silver platter. Where the fuck would an old roach and his hoe hide?

While I had everybody flipping over every rock, I still had to handle business. Being away from Wonder for two days had my ass tripping out. I never liked staying away from home, but I really didn’t like being away knowing she was here.

We were all in the living room trying to digest the feast that Lupita had prepared. “My mom used to do this when I was younger. Say something nice about someone… let’s all say something nice about Maverick.”

“I love how organized and structured you are,” Wonder started first, and I kissed her on the cheek while she looked at everyone else.

“One of the realest niggas I’ve met… always down for some shit,” Corleon added, and I smirked and nodded my head.

“Loyal. The most loyal person I know and committed. Living the way you do is a damn commitment,” Jeffie laughed.

Wonder looked over at Zoya. “Zoya, say something nice about your brother.”

She looked at Wonder. “Are you going to make us become a family that shares feelings and hugs?”

Wonder giggled. “Hugs are the best… come on, Zoya. You surely have something to say nice about your brother.”

“He’s not rubbing his hands like Birdman.”

“Um, okay, that seems nice.”

“Wonder, where the fuck was that nice?” I pulled her onto my lap, and she laughed while looking over at Zoya.

“Baby steps, Mavie… your turn Landon.”

“He got a jet.”

“That you ain’t never using, bitch.”

“Mavie!” Wonder pinched me and sighed, realizing her little positive exercise wasn’t going to work on us. “Kora, you can end this off.”

K smiled. “He’s the strongest man I know… life was tossed at him early, and he’s done things that many wouldn’t have done. He has put us all into positions where we don’t ever need him or anyone else, so I would say he’s the rock of this family, even if you two are too immature and bull headed to admit it.”

“Kiss ass,” Zoya did a fake cough.

Landon sat up. “He killed my fucking best friend.”

“Beans is your best friend,” I corrected him.

“Beans is my best friend now… you gave me a random worker and told me he’s my friend like he’s a stuffed animal.”

I leaned up ready to fuck his little ungrateful ass up. All I ever heard was complaints and had given each of them everything I fucking had. Wonder held me, pushing her ass back onto me. Had I not been so pissed; I would have been more focused on that ass pushing against my dick.

“You wanna fucking bitch about your friend, you a man… let me be real with you now. I killed that little bitch because he was going to kill you. He was lining you up, Don. I told you to watch his ass, he was jealous. Your problem is you think everybody happy for you. Nigga, you live in a fucking penthouse, drive exotic fucking cars, and have anything you want, you think a nigga that comes from nothing ain’t gonna wanna take it? He tried to fucking take you from me,” my voice cracked, and I hated myself for the shit.

Wonder continued to rub my leg as she sat on me. “What?” He looked over at me, with a face that mirrored mine.

“Since we being honest, your little boyfriend that you used to love so much back in college… yeah, that nigga had a bet to smash you and recorded himself fucking you. Then he tried to post that shit on the internet, and this nigga got an alert for it,” I pointed to Corleon. “Never told you because I ain’t want to see that hurt you showing now. Think you would have that corner office at that law firm had they seen you being a fucking freaky ass porn star in college? How you think that shit is gone and there’s no trace anywhere? When a nigga disrespects my sisters, I handle shit. Yeah, I took it into my own hands because I knew you would have spared his ass. I put that nigga in a chair for the rest of his life and got him shitting in a bag with a wired jaw… Now that we had honesty hour, get the fuck out my house.”

Wonder tried to move so I could get up, and I tossed her ass over my shoulder, and headed out the living room while she remained quiet. “Not you taking her with you,” Kora laughed.

“Mavie, I think I’m becoming lightheaded.”

I put her down on the second floor, and she looked at me. “This was supposed to be a nice dinner.”

“Wonder, you had the nice dinner. I’m not about to sit there and be the villain in all of their origin stories.” I headed up to my room and stopped and looked at her. “Bring yo’ ass… ain’t seen you in two days.”

She came skipping up the steps behind me, as I pushed the conversation with my siblings out of my head. I’ve done shit to protect them, and I never wanted it to fall back on them. With Don, I didn’t want him to have that burden of having to kill his best friend.

I took on that burden and the hate that he had displayed toward me through the years. It was always me being the problem, when all the fuck I tried to do was protect them as best as I could. Who fucking protected me when I needed that?

I took on the licks, so they never had to feel the pain of carrying this family. Zoya hated me because of her ex-boyfriend. She told me to my face that she hated me and wished that I died, too. Certain shit, no matter how emotionally detached you were, fucked with you.

She was this big ass presence and did big fucking shit. Zoya was top dog because I challenged her, reminded her who she was. It was always in her, and she needed a reminder that we were Caselli’s, and we did big fucking things. I was so proud of the woman she was but hated the choice of men she decided to be with. As the years went on, I realized it was because she wanted to spite me. Why date the good guy that deserved her when she knew the ain’t shit nigga with three baby mamas would piss me off ten times more?

Even with Don resenting me for killing his friend, we still got along and every once in a while, he would come and chill with me. Zoya stayed as far from me as she could, and the only time we spoke was when it came to something business related.

I wanted a relationship with her, but I also wasn’t about to kiss her fucking ass because I saved her from having her ass all over the internet.

“I’m sorry,” Wonder apologized.

I looked over at her. “What you apologizing for?”

“I’m the one who decided to do the little game. I just thought it would be nice to hear how they feel about you. When you came in, I could tell something was bothering you. Is it my father being missing?”

She was leaned against the window. How was she this fucking perfect? Her curly hair framed her face, and the dress she wore hugged her curves. Her feet were bawled up because she always claimed the floors in my room were freezing, despite the fact that they were heated.

“This works if we don’t talk about your pops, Wonder.”

She took a deep breath. “I know.”

“If you want to go, you can. I’m not holding you here, and I’m damn sure not going to promise you not to harm your father. I’m not in the business of making promises I plan on breaking.”

“Do you want me to go?”

“Nah.”

She folded her arms and studied me. I never liked looking anyone in the face, and with her I couldn’t help it. Every time I stared into her face, I was counting her freckles, and the laugh lines on her face.

Wonder loved to fucking laugh. Something that I was a stranger to because my laughs were far and few between. With Wonder, I found myself laughing more because she was always doing something or saying something crazy.

Her phone pinged, and she looked down and smiled. “You gonna make me trip the fuck out in here smiling at your phone.”

Wonder’s head snapped up and she smirked. “One of my favorite vloggers posted a new video up about her latest trip… relax, Mitchell.”

She took a seat in one of the windows and pulled her legs up to her chest to watch the video. This was her thing, and I learned to leave her in her space whenever she was watching videos. Sometimes she would be in her room in the window watching a video on her phone.

Unlike her, when I noticed her enjoying her time alone, I never bothered her. It was considered her quiet hour. “Man, I can almost taste it that’s how good of a quality her camera is.”

I took a seat in the window, and she turned her phone around and showed me a sherbet inside of a lemon. “It is good.”

She gasped. “You have tried it?”

“Been to the Amalfi coast a few times.”

She was suddenly not interested in her favorite vlogger and more with me. “God, to travel that way is a dream. Skyler went to Monaco and then Capri, Italy, and the pictures were so beautiful. One could only dream.”

I pulled my phone out. “You don’t have to dream with me, Wonder. This is somewhere you want to go?”

“Hell yeah. I don’t know if you know this or not, but I’m a fake wannabe vlogger. I record my commute to work… well, I used to.”

I laughed. “Let me see.”

She grabbed her phone and scrolled through everything and then showed me different videos. I watched as she walked down the streets of New York with a smile on her face, telling her fake audience where she was going. She stopped past a gallery in one of the videos and turned the camera while still continuing to talk. I listened as she spoke about one day owning a gallery of her own filled with Black art, and hosting painting classes for children.

“You want to own a gallery?”

There was this sparkle in her eyes while she nodded her head yes. “I want to name it the Messy Muse.”

I laughed as I watched her study my eyes for feedback. “I like it… fits you.”

“I’m coming up,” I heard Jeffie’s voice, and she appeared in the doorway shortly after. “Wanted to check in on you.”

“I’m straight.”

“You’re not, but you have no other choice but to be, right?”

I looked away. “There you go.”

“You have other choices than being alright all the time.,” Wonder added while they both looked at me with that look.

“They wanted the truth and now they spoiled assess got the shit. Jeff, they left?”

“Zoya was the first one gone… Landon hung around for a bit, but Kora convinced him to give you space before having another conversation.”

“Before you leave with Core, do me a favor and have them fuel the jet for the morning. I’m taking Wonder to the Amalfi Coast.”

Both Jeffie and Wonder nearly hollered at me in shock.

“We are going there? Seriously?” Wonder jumped all over me, kissing me on the cheek and in my damn eye while squeezing me.

Jeffie smiled as she looked at me, I knew that look and I was ignoring her. “A spontaneous trip, Maverick… wow. I’ll go get everything in order for tomorrow,” she winked as she left us alone, and Wonder continued to hug me.

“I cannot believe that we are going? Maverick, seriously? I have to go pack something… anything.” She went to run out the room, and I pulled her back onto me.

I searched her eyes. “I want to make you happy, Stevie. Want you to have everything you’ve always wanted and deserve. I’m not perfect and I know I’m a lot to some people… even crazy to some. Promise me that you’re not going to leave me.”

Her eyes watered as she looked into mine. “Does everyone leave you, Mavie?”

I looked at her. “Eventually.”

I had been alone for a long time. Aside from Corleon, Jeffie, and then Kim when I was fucking around with her, it helped with the loneliness at times. Traveling and business took up a lot of time, so I never had much time to sit and think about having forever with someone.

Whenever I was alone, I thought of having someone to share my life with. I had all this money, homes, jets, yachts, and islands, and I was lonely. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed my own company.

Since Wonder had been here, I enjoyed her company more. She had me considering giving up quiet hour just to sit and watch her paint. I’ve never considered trying to change until I met her. It was because she didn’t try and change me.

I tried the chicken for her, and she never forced anything on me again. She didn’t find me annoying or call me out on shit. I always noticed when she took notice, and she continued on. She was constantly studying me like I was doing the same with her.

Doing a spontaneous trip to Italy was some shit that I would have never done. I wouldn’t have ever fucking left the next day, and even as I sat here, I was getting anxious thinking about it. Her hands covered mine, stopping me from rubbing them together.

Whenever I was nervous, anxious or wanted to fuck something up was when my hands got to rubbing together. “I’m here, Maverick. I can promise you that I’m not go⁠—”

“Don’t make promises you intend to break.”

She grabbed both sides of my face and kissed my lips. “I don’t intend to break this promise. You have to meet me halfway. Don’t do things that will push me away… okay?”

“Yeah.”

Recommendation: Listen to “As” by Stevie Wonder

The reason Jeffie was my right hand was because she made the impossible – possible. All I had to do was tell her something, and she was handling it without any question. I always told her she deserved the world, and I knew Corleon would make sure she got that.

Wonder was the first one up in the morning ready. While she slept, I packed a small bag of my things, while she tossed whatever in her bag in the morning. I told her we could buy clothes when we got there, but there was certain shit that I couldn’t travel without.

The pilot came and told me there were three hours until we landed. Wonder came from the back and sat across from me. She didn’t say anything, which was unlike her, while I continued to work. There was a bunch of shit that needed my signature on it for this ball, and I had been putting it to the side because I hated dealing with the paperwork.

Jeffie could only do so much without me, so I had to handle my business. “Why you staring at me like that?”

“You’ve worked the entire time.”

I looked around the jet and then at her. “Got to work so I can take you on more spontaneous trips like this.”

She smiled. “Can we cuddle?”

The only reason I found myself working was because she had taken a nap. “What’s the matter?”

“I had a dream about my mom. I swear I have a love and hate relationship with her coming to me in my dreams. I love them because they feel so real and give me comfort that she’s alright. Then, I hate it because when I wake up, I feel so empty.”

It was crazy how much I could relate to her when it came to what she was feeling. When my moms or pops visited me in my dreams, I felt like I was smiling the entire time I was asleep. It was when I woke up that I was reminded that it was a dream and they were gone, and I would never see them again.

Unless you experienced it, then you wouldn’t understand how empty and numb you felt on the inside. “Come here.”

She abandoned the other chair and climbed on me, and I relaxed the seat back while wrapping my arms around her. “I hate feeling like this… it’s always the same thing when she visits. Never says anything, she just sits on the edge of my bed taking me in. I spill my guts to her, and all she does is look at me… doesn’t give me words of wisdom or nothing.”

I rested my head in her curls as she continued to ramble about her dream. She held me tighter, as she continued to talk, and I listened. “Wonder, it’s starting to sound like you have beef with your moms now.”

She popped her head up. “I do, say something… she can’t possibly not have anything to say about my life right now. I got kidnapped, fell for my kidnapper, gonna marry him.”

“You got a crush on your future husband, Wonder?” I fucked with her, and she looked away while blushing. “Nah, come say that shit in my face.”

“You say it first, Mitchell.”

“I got a crush on Wanda.”

She sucked her teeth. “Why you had to say it with that name… say it with my name, Maverick.”

I licked my lips before kissing her. “I have a big ass crush on Stevie.”

She did a little squeal and kick of the feet. “Why do you call me Wonder? Because my name is Stevie?”

Whenever Stevie was around, I heard the song “As” by Stevie Wonder. It was her personal soundtrack whenever she entered a room or spoke to me. She made me feel as good as the song.

I took my headphones from the table and put them on her ear before choosing the song from my phone. “I call you Wonder because you make me feel like this, Stevie.”

She sat on my lap and listened to the song while staring at me. It was when she looked away, then held my eye contact that I could see her eyes becoming moist. She put her hands to her mouth as she continued to listen to the song. When she was done, she removed the headphones from her ears and looked at me.

“You really feel that way about me?”

“I do.”

She took my hands into hers and smiled at me, as a tear dropped onto my hand. “Maverick, that is the sweetest thing someone has ever said to me.”

“You’re too pure for this world and even for me. I understand that but even knowing that I don’t wanna give you up. I don’t want to be without you… if there was a choice between you and having to eat my chicken with sauce on it, I would choose you.”

She snickered. “You would choose me over wet chicken? Oh, Maverick.” She wrapped her arms around me and rested her head on me. “If there was a choice between painting and you… I would for sure choose you, too. Maybe, because I really do like painting, and you go quiet on me sometimes… I get it is quiet ho⁠—”

“Give me a kiss, Wonder.” I shut her up because she got to rambling about nothing. She smiled and kissed me on the lips, slipping her tongue into my mouth.

Her hands found their way to my dick, and I watched her, curious to see what the fuck she was up to. Her hands found their way into my sweats, and she pulled my shit out and looked at it before getting down onto the floor.

“Have you ever got head on a jet before, Mavie?” When I hesitated, she rolled her eyes. “Seriously, Maverick?”

“The fuck you want me to say, baby? I had a life before you came into mine… I can say I ain’t never had head by someone that I would kiss after.”

She was satisfied with my answer. “I can accept that.”

I pulled her head back up and stared at her. “Nah, you been giving somebody head before, Wonder?”

She snorted. “No, I have never gave anyone head before… but it cannot be that hard, right?”

Leaning back, I put my hands behind my head as she stroked my dick. “I don’t mind being used as practice, Wonder.”

She snorted. “Alright, be serious, Stevie… this is serious business… you need to focus.”

I held my head up. “Baby, why the fuck you doing all that talking? All I should be hearing is you choking.”

“Choking?” she nearly hollered.

“I got a lot of dick, Wonder… wanna touch the back of that throat.” I ran my hand through her hair, and she gave me this little mischief grin.

I watched as she pulled her hair into a bun. “I’m not no punk.”

As I relaxed back with my hands behind my head, I felt her hand tighten around the shaft and felt the warmness of her mouth. I wanted to interject, but she seemed focused like she was going to get it right.

I hit the button near the chair that let the flight attendant and whatever staff know not to come in this cabin. Wonder looked up into my eyes with those pretty ass eyes and her mouth full of my dick.

I don’t know how it was possible to be even harder than I already was. She was sucking for her life and looking at me for approval. She was decent for this to be her first time. “Relax, baby… treat it like your favorite lollipop.”

She popped it out of her mouth and sucked on the head. I damn near pulled her bun with how good that shit felt. With the way her tongue maneuvered around the tip while she feasted on it like her favorite blow pop.

Inch by inch, she accepted more of me inside of her mouth while I held her head, slowly easing her down. It was how she looked up at me with my dick in her mouth. Licking my lips, I was trying hard not to fucking bust because the shit felt good.

It had been a good minute since I had some head, and since I didn’t fuck with Kim no more, sex ain’t even been on my mind.

Bitch had disgusted me so bad that I didn’t even want to fuck nobody else. Do you know how fucking disgusting you had to be for me not to want pussy? “Shit, Wonder… fuck,” I groaned as I felt her going deeper.

I expected to hear her choke, and when she didn’t, I was even more fucking intrigued. I could feel the tightness of her throat, and knew I was back there, and she continued to suck on me like her life depended on the shit.

It was when she started humming that I felt that nut rushing to the top and quickly pulled my shit out her mouth, letting it erupt. “The fuck was you trying to do to yourself, Wonder? Choke on the dick?”

“Don’t have a gag reflex.” She remained on her knees while staring at me, and I was in fucking love. I knew I was in love before she sucked my dick, but I was really in love now.

“Certain shit you have to lead with, baby… should have said that shit before.”

“Mr. Caselli, you have an important call trying to come through.” I looked at the speaker and shook my head.

I grabbed my phone while Wonder went to the bathroom and grabbed towels to clean up the mess she caused. Her fine ass had on a pair of leggings, and I watched her ass jump as she skipped to the bathroom.

My little baby wasn’t going nowhere, and even if she tried, I would kidnap her again. I smiled at the thought while she returned with towels. “What?” I barked into the phone.

“He ain’t make it… they called it an hour ago,” Beans said on the other end of the phone, and I knew who he was talking about.

Peso was one of my longest men that had been with me. He was so damn loyal that the man would cut his own hand off if he had a disloyal thought. I never had a problem out of him, and he liked being on the farm.

His ass had put in his work, so he didn’t need to be in the mix anymore, so I allowed him to oversee the shit at the farm. “Fuck.”

“What’s wrong?” Wonder asked, as she finished cleaning up.

I squeezed the phone in my hand, as my eyes blinked open and closed fast. “What the fuck is the update on finding this nigga, Beans? I’m being real calm about shit, but I promise if I lean the fuck up⁠—”

“Mens, we on it and doing everything. I called to let you know, felt like you needed to know. Enjoy the trip and when you get back we’ll hand⁠—”

I ended the call and slammed my phone down on the chair arm, tossing my computer onto the fucking floor while my chest heaved up and down. “Why the fuck did he have to do that shit? He could have just worked the farm and been alive… I hate when I go against what I know!” I hollered as I tossed everything off the table in front of me.

“Breathe, Maverick… please,” Wonder tried to calm me down, as she stood over me. I half expected her to take cover on the other side of the jet, and she remained right next to me.

I looked up at her. “Pull your leggings down.”

“What?”

“You want me to calm down, right?”

She folded her arms confused. “Yeah, but what does me taking my leggings down have to do with it?”

I held her hips as I stared up at her. “I need to smell my pussy, Wonder… want me to calm down, let me smell it. I’m two seconds from going to the cockpit and choking out the pilot.”

She touched my face as she looked down into my eyes before pulling her leggings down. I helped her foot out of one leg, while she leaned back on the table. Soon as her legs opened, I put my head right between, and inhaled my favorite scent, kissing her inner thigh.

“Are you calm?”

I pulled her to the edge of the table as I continued to take hits of her scent like it was coke. “Uh huh… you ain’t never getting away, Wonder.”

“Do you realize how crazy you sound when you say stuff like that?” She looked down at me as I continued to kiss my pussy.

Ain’t nobody ever been in this shit. It was fucking pure, untouched, and I was gonna be the only nigga to ever be inside of it, eventually planting a seed right in it, too.

Her voice was coming in waves because as much as I needed to smell her, she wanted that tongue in her pussy, too. “Never cared about sounding crazy, just truthful. I’m ‘bout to eat this pussy, Wonder.”

“Uh hmm,” she agreed, and I ate my favorite meal, while decompressing. Who knew all I needed was Stevie’s pussy to keep my ass from going over the deep end?