“Don’t trip, this isn’t a setup or a test of your loyalty to my father. I’m simply telling you what’s about to go down. If you want to be a part of the new QCF, you can keep your position. If you don’t, that’s on you, but if you become a problem we’ll have to eliminate you.”
“I understand, shit,” he sighed. “Who is gonna be in charge now? You?”
“Not just me, it’ll be my brothers, sister, and you. All of us will have our same departments within the family. We’re gonna work together, not for just one person like it is now.”
“To be honest TQ, that sounds all good, but how do you plan to get at Stony? And what about the people that will ride or die for him?”
“I don’t need you to worry about that Pharaoh.”
“But how can I not? You know how dangerous your father is. He has an army backing him, and I mean you will only have us.”
“Well, Andrei has agreed to fuck with us, but Pharaoh what you need to realize is that I’m like a king. I may be just one person, but I hold the power. When I tell you not to worry about my father, I mean it. All I need you to do is to be ready to work.”
“I’m ready, I’ve been ready.”
“Good. I have another meeting, so I have to go, but I will be in touch soon.” I checked my watch before rising to my feet. He did the same, and we shook hands before exiting.
I was glad he was on board, because I would’ve hated to have to kill his ass right then and there. I’m sure my sister, Saya, would have a lot to say about that. I laughed at my thoughts as I remembered how calm and lethargic she was when I told her I’d bodied Aries. I think she may have wanted to thank me, but that would have been cruel on her part. I knew my sister though, so her silence was thank you enough.
After driving for what seemed like a century, I finally made it to my destination. Pulling into the huge ass driveway, I shut the engine off and exited calmly. Using my key to enter, I went straight through the foyer and to the back to see my dad. When I walked into his office, he was staring out of his bay window from afar, while sipping his drink.
“Tarenz, would you like something?” he smiled.
“No, I’m good. What do you have for me?” I sat down.
“I have this guy in Delaware that I need you to go meet. He’s doing really well for himself, and he wants us to supply him.” He handed me a folder of information.
“Alright, cool.”
“Do you have an update on a Boston distributor, Tarenz? Gang’s been dead for months, and the streets are drying up. I need someone quickly.”
“Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. I met this guy named Geoff, and he’s ready to work. I meet with him later this week to discuss some details. He claims that he can push just as much as Gang, and maybe even more since he’s more well connected with the hoods.”
“Really?” My dad grinned. “Damn, so it’s a possibility that we could be making more money than we were making with Gang.”
“Big possibility. He’s a humble dude, too, so we won’t have many problems with him. He ain’t no bitch either, so he won’t be crying over a girl he’s never even smashed.”
“Was that a dig at Gang? How do you know he never fucked the girl? Because she told you?” he scoffed and shook his head as he took another sip.
“I’m the only one who knows her like that, Stony.”
“Oooh we’re still calling me Stony?” he chuckled. “I guess it’s better than what your mother has been calling me these days. If you see her, tell her there is nothing she can do to convince me to sign those papers.”
“Will do.”
“You know, Tarenz, I had a friend once, a female friend, and she told me she’d been a virgin five times. She said each time, the guy could never tell. You hear that, five damn times, and no man was able to tell.” He wore a smug expression.
“Kimberlyn was a real virgin.”
“She gave it up pretty quickly, you don’t think that’s alarming?” He raised a brow and laughed.
“I’m not with her because she was a virgin aight? And why are we talking about this shit? Why do you care about whether she was one or not?”
“Oh I don’t. I just want you to pull your fucking head out of the clouds, and realize that the little act she puts on is fake. What woman is a virgin at her age, and then just gives it away to a man she’s only known for about what? A week? Probably less if I remember correctly.” He slurped his drink.
“And on that note, I’m gonna leave before this conversation gets out of hand. The only woman you need to worry about is my mother, because I can see how much of a toll the divorce is taking on you.”
“She’ll be back.” He refilled and gulped his drink.
“You don’t even believe that,” I chuckled. “I used to always look up to you, and I admired how cold you were. I thought it was dope to see you go in on people, and smoke muthafuckas when they came at you incorrectly. But as I got older, I’ve realized that it’s sad. You don’t know how to turn that shit off, and that’s your problem. It’s one thing to fuck niggas up in the streets for fronting on you, but to treat your wife and kids like shit is a sign of being a weak ass nigga. You may be scary, intimidating, and strong to these niggas in the outside world, but all I see is an incapacitated, foolish, miserable old man with a fragile mind.”
He stared up into my eyes, as he stayed seated behind his desk. I could see how much he hated me for speaking those words, but it was honestly how I felt.
“You’re dismissed,” he gritted.
“But even though you’re a despicable piece of shit who isn’t man enough to be a good father, I still love you.” We stared at one another for a few, before I turned around and left out.
Closing his door behind me, I tread down the narrow hallway until I got to the winding staircase. Making my way up, I went down the hall to my old bedroom and entered. I went into my closet, which was pretty much empty, and pulled out a big white box. Taking out its contents, I inspected it before leaving out.
I was about to leave, but I stopped in my tracks and made my way back to my dad’s office. When I opened the door, he was standing a little bit closer to the bay window, but not up against it. He was swishing around his drink, and I could tell he was in deep thought. I walked up behind him slowly, not wanting to disturb his peaceful mind state just yet.
“Dad,” I said in a low tone.
He turned around slowly, now face to face with a loaded double barrel shotgun.
BOOM!
His brains splattered everywhere, and his body slumped onto the nearby couch. I then left the office, and went on about my day.
Chapter Eight: Robert “Pharaoh” Johannson
A week later...
I heard Saya knocking at my front door, so I paused the movie I was watching and went to answer it. We’d been chilling heavy since I got out of jail, especially now that her nigga had gotten killed. I felt some type of way about her getting with him when I got locked up, but honestly I couldn’t say too much about it because we weren’t really anything at that time. She knew I liked her but that was it, so I couldn’t expect much. But once Stony let me know that he was getting me out, I set my mind on getting her back. Aries wasn’t gonna be a problem whether he was dead or alive, but I will say that him being in the ground made it much easier for Saya to open up.
“I brought alcohol,” she cheesed and held up a big ass bottle of Grey Goose.
“You know I don’t like that clear shit, but it’ll work for now.” I took it from her and closed the door. “Would you like me to mix yours with something?”
“Yes, what juices do you have?”
“I have pineapple just for you.”
“Nigga stop trying to get some pussy. You probably bought that shit for Kat.” She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes before making her way back to my bedroom.
I finished our drinks, and then took the glasses, juice, and liquor to my bedroom where I found her maxing and relaxing on my bed.
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br /> “I ain’t bought shit for Kat,” I replied to her previous statement as I handed her drink over.
“Whatever.” She sipped it. “Why are you still living here? You didn’t get paid from my dad before he checked out?”
“If you must know, yes I did, but I have someone looking for a place for me right now. I know this shit is shabby, but it’s cool for right now.”
“I guess. I prefer my condo, but this will do until you step your game up.” She made a face before cheesing.
Saya was sexy as fuck, with pretty ass chocolate skin and perfect features. I couldn’t wait to see that beautiful face twisted all up from me banging her out. I was backed up like crazy, and ready to let all of me go into her. The way she smiled, licked her lips, just everything about her was sexy as hell. She could flip her hair and my dick would get hard.
“How are you feeling about your dad and Aries?”
“My dad, I knew it was coming because that’s part of the game. I just didn’t think TQ would do it. But I can’t blame him. If my father had disrespected me like that I would murk his ass, too.”
“I agree. If TQ didn’t retaliate I don’t think I could respect him. You don’t fuck with a man’s wife.”
“Nope. And as far as Aries, this sounds bad but I’m not really sad. It’s just like damn, why him? But then when I think about why he got killed, the sadness goes away. He had everything in me, yet he felt the need to push up on Kimberlyn.” She shook her head and put her glass out for me to refill. “Straight please.”
“Aww shit,” I said, making her laugh. “I didn’t like that he put his hands on you, shorty, you’re better than that. You have way too much shit going for you to be allowing some bum to hit you.”
“I know, don’t remind me.”
“So before a nigga gets locked up again, God forbid, I need you to know that I fuck with you and that I want you on some real shit.”
“What do you mean?” she gave me that innocent face that I loved.
“I mean that I ain’t playing no fucking games this go round. You and I are gonna be something, and I want to make that very clear. I didn’t do that last time, and look what happened.”
“True. I missed you, if that helps.”
“Not really since I got no letters or anything. I wrote your ass, too, but you never said nothing back.” I shook my head as I gulped some of the alcohol.
“I didn’t know what to say. I’m sorry.” She reached her hand into my sweats and began playing with my dick. It took absolutely no time for him to wake up and start hardening.
“Fuck, Saya,” I moaned. Just the feeling of her soft hands stroking me was enough to make me bust. Pulling my shirt over my head, I went right to unzipping her dress.
She climbed off of the bed, and let the dress fall to her ankles. She knew she was bad, so she gave me some time to admire what was before me, and damn was it a sight to see. I watched her intently as she removed her bra and panties, then let her hair down. I stood up to get naked as well, and then made my way over to her, kissing her soft lips as soon as I got close enough.
“Lay back,” I growled in her ear.
She laid her sexy ass across my bed horizontally, and I got down to bury my face into her center. I’d been dreaming of eating this pussy for years, and it was finally happening. I had jacked off at the mere thought while in the pen many times. Yeah I know a nigga sounded thirsty, but if you saw shorty you would be, too. Listening to her moans gave me more motivation to eat the shit out of this pussy, and before I knew it she was crying out and exploding.
Rising to my feet, I yanked her arm to sit her up so she could show me how sorry she was with that mouth work. She knew what was up, because as soon she came face to face with my third leg, she had her lips wrapped around it. Seeing Saya Quinton slurp me up like a professional was the shit. I wasn’t even surprised that she was so good at it because there wasn’t much she couldn’t do.
“Fuck, ma.” I threw my head back as I massaged her scalp. “Suck that shit, fuck.” I began slowly humping her face, and she took each thrust like a seasoned dick sucker. Gripping her hair, I sped up just a little, but then pulled away before I busted. “Shit,” I panted.
She pulled me down onto the bed, and after I put the condom on, she mounted me. Sliding down, her face knotted up just like I had imagined it would. Her pussy was wet and warm, making my toes want to curl. I reached up to squeeze her perky round breasts, and play with her nipples as she bounced on my dick.
“Mmm, uhh, shit,” she hollered in a high-pitched voice right before her body quivered. “Shit, oh my gosh!” she screamed again as I humped upward feverishly, ramming her spot like a maniac. “Aaah, uuuh!” she called out, spilling her nectar.
She was spent, but I wasn’t done yet. I flipped her onto her stomach, and then entered her from behind. Holding onto the headboard, I began pounding the shit out of her as we both yelled and yowled. Her pussy was even better than I’d assumed it was, and I was not complaining. Seeing her smooth chocolate ass bouncing up against my pelvis every time I slammed into her was too much to handle, so I was filling the condom up in no time.
“That was long overdue,” she exhaled as I fell to the side of her.
“It was. I’m gonna be ready to do that shit again in a little bit, so be prepared.” I reached for the blunt I’d rolled earlier and lit it.
“I will be.”
“You hoe ass bitch!” I heard a voice yell, and looked up to see Jamie in the doorway of my bedroom holding a gun. He was trembling and shit like the little bitch that he was.
“Aye man, put the fucking gun down!” I hollered, while trying to remember if I had some heat close by.
“I knew we should’ve went to my house!” Saya shouted in a fearful tone.
POP! POP! POP!
I jumped in front of Saya, and clenched my teeth as each bullet ripped through my body. I saw Jsmile about to shoot again, but his gun jammed, thank the Lord. When it did, he turned to leave so I hopped out of the bed ass-naked, and pulled my gun from the dresser by the door. I made it into the living room to see him pulling on my door handle, so I lit his ass up with five shots.
POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!
Watching him drop to floor, I ignored the pain in my shoulder, rib, and arm. I was bleeding profusely, but I didn’t give a fuck right now.
“Robert, I called my brother so the medical team can come get you. Oh my gosh!” Saya ran into the living room crying. “The clean up is coming for Jamie.”
I collapsed to the floor, while trying to keep my eyes open, but the shit was hard as fuck. Damn, a nigga just got out and was already getting blazed.
Matikah
I’d finally gotten the courage to find out why Isabetta had fired me. I’d been practicing what I was gonna say, and even some possible responses to what she may say. I chose this day to speak with her, because I think if Lendsey found out I still hadn’t said anything, he was gonna blow a fucking fuse. And honestly I wanted to know why she had let me go. She gave me no explanation and I felt I deserved that.
I walked into her spa, and once Annalise and I made eye contact, she came from around the counter and hugged me. It was unexpected so I kind of just stood there while she squeezed the life out of me.
“Matikah, what happened? I tried texting you!” she exclaimed.
“That’s why I’m here. I wanna know why she fired me. Is she here?” I pointed to the back and Annalise nodded.
“Maybe she was having a bad day. I hope she let’s you come back!” she called after me. I ignored her as I made my way to Isabetta’s office.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
“Yes,” she called out, so I opened her door and walked in. “Matikah, can I help you?” She raised her brow and folded her arms across her chest.
“Isabetta, I need to know why you fired me. Not the bullshit you told me, I want specifics. If you don’t give them to me, I will call my lawyer.” I closed her door and sat down.
“You have a lawye
r, Matikah?” She pouted playfully. When did she develop this sudden hate for me? I was sure it had something to do with the fact that I was dating Lendsey.
“I’m waiting.”
“I didn’t want to have to tell you this, Matikah, but since you insist upon knowing, I will oblige. On one of your days off, Lendsey came in here. My cousin, Rosie, was here, and he propositioned her. Now he didn’t do this in front of me, but she told me. When I asked him about it, he admitted to it, and said he wasn’t leaving unless she came with him. Now I know they’ve had sex before, but that was a bit much. And now knowing that you’re his girlfriend, I think it’s best that we go our separate ways. I don’t want you bringing him to my place of work.” She cocked her head and waited.
“You’re lying.”
“Am I? We both know Lendsey, Matikah, so it’s not odd that he would be out trying to sleep with other women while you think he’s busy working or something. Now granted Rosie is a bit promiscuous, but that still didn’t give Lendsey the right to approach her in that way.”
“Why would he try to sleep with your cousin, if he was sleeping with your sister?”
“I wish I knew. Honey, you know exactly what type of man you have at home, so stop acting like you’re dating Mike Brady okay? A man like Lendsey has a large appetite for sex, especially with other women. You can’t tell me that it’s not believable that he’d sleep with one woman and her cousin, too.”
“Isabetta, what if I convince him not to come up here.” I needed this fucking job until I found somewhere else. Yes, Lendsey kept my bank account full, but I loved what I did, it wasn’t only about the money.
“No, honey, I can’t. Now if you don’t leave, I will file a report of sexual harassment against him. I know despite what I told you that you still love him and don’t want him in jail, so it’s best you go.”
“You’re gonna regret this.”
“Is that a threat, Matikah? Because I can press charges against you and him if you’d like. You do know that you’ll go to separate jails right?” she giggled.
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