Country Girls Trilogy (Parts 1-2-3 Boxed Set): MHB Love

by Blake Karrington

Boy don’t even try to touch this

  Boy this beat is crazy

  This is how they made me

  Houston Texas baby

  This goes out to all my girls

  That’s in the club rocking the latest

  Who will buy it for themselves and get more money later

  I think I need a barber

  None of these niggas can fade me

  I’m so good with this,

  I remind you I’m so hood with this

  Boy I’m just playing

  Come here baby

  Hope you still like me

  F- you pay me

  “Run the World (Girls)” by Beyonce was blasting through the speakers. The girls were upstairs enjoying the party and the heads of MHB were in the basement with twenty-five handpicked females. Niya, Diamond, Tiffany, and Alexus sat behind a table looking each one of them over.

  Niya whispered to Diamond.

  “Porsha, Tasha, Kea, and Millie step up,” Diamond said, smiling at each of the four.

  Niya had decided on these girls due to them passing the test. During the 100k money drop, these four did not bend down to pick up one bill. Porsha actually stepped back and allowed the other women to grab the cash. Niya watched her watching the women, and then smile as she walked to the bar to get a drink. Alexus had asked her why she wasn’t grabbing the money, and she replied that she wasn’t going to get a nail broken trying to pick up money she could make in about an hour. She was a college girl, but had a weed contact that paid her tuition, rent, and other things. She had most of the campuses in Charlotte locked down. Tasha and Kea told Tiffany that they didn’t need any money. They got what they needed from their clients. They ran a high-end escort agency. Millie told Niya that she should step up her game if she trying to test folks.

  Niya really liked her. She was smart, and smart went farther than stupid. Each one of these chicks possessed a trait that Niya needed and liked.

  “I hosted this party tonight for one reason, ladies.” Niya stood and walked towards the four women. “I was looking for the elite women of Charlotte. I was looking for some new recruits to join Money Hungry Bitches, M…H…B.” She looked each woman in the eye as she said the letters. “You four possess qualities that our family needs. We will take over Charlotte, then expand to both Carolinas. We are family above everything else, sisters with bonds that cannot be broken. We are not a gang of stupid thugs. We are a family, an organization that will have status like the top ten on the Forbes list. Ladies,” Niya said as she leaned back on the table, “this is an invitation to join us. Being a part of MHB will change your life. So if you want to find out more, and become part of this young growing empire, step forward.”

  There were whispers from the twenty-one other women in the room. The hoods knew MHB was a group of bad ass bitches that was about making their money. Not a nigga among them; just broads about their business. Only a few in the room had no idea what MHB was or how much of a hood honor it was to even be considered. One by one, Porsha, Tasha, and Kea stepped forward. Millie took some time. She looked at each of the ladies at the table. After a couple of minutes, she stepped forward.

  Diamond handed each of them a glass. Niya poured from a bottle of Ace of Spade in each of their glasses. She raised the bottle. Tiffany, Alexus and Diamond stood beside her and raised their glasses.

  “And let me be the first person to welcome you to MHB,” Niya announced, and then took a swig from the bottle.

  __________

  It was late at night when time Detective Butler got the word that two bodies were found burned to a crisp in Mayo’s house, but even still, he had to see it for himself. When he entered the morgue, a chill shot straight down his spine. No matter how many dead bodies he had seen in his career, going into a morgue always did something to him. The remains of 4Pound and Pam were horrific. Both of their bodies had been burned beyond recognition. An accidental fire was quickly ruled out by the fire department, determining that an accelerant had been used to start the blaze.

  “The autopsy determined that the female was shot in the back of the neck,” the medical examiner said, while leading Butler to metal slabs.

  “So they were already dead when the fire started?” Butler asked with a curious look on his face.

  “Actually, she wasn’t. I found her lungs full of smoke, which means that she still was alive. This fella here got it bad,” the examiner said, touching what was left of 4Pound’s head. “It was like somebody had poured gasoline right on his face.” We sent both of their teeth to the lab so hopefully we can identify them in a day or two,” the examiner concluded.

  Butler stared at the bodies. This killing was malicious, and personal. This happened at Mayo’s house. He would be his first stop after leaving the morgue. His phone rang, Officer Starnes advised him of Chad’s arrest, and his son’s kidnapping. Butler listened, but what Starnes said next, made his antenna go up. It was the mother of the boy. Williams advised Butler that she had a tattoo of MHB on her ankle. Starnes worked the gang unit, and when he saw the tattoo, he recognized it from being undercover off Rozzell Ferry. He knew that Butler was investigating MHB, and felt he needed to know what was going on.

  “What’s the name of the female you got?” Butler asked out of curiosity.

  “Gwyneth Wright,” Starnes answered as he looked over at Gwen sitting in the lobby of the hospital waiting to see Zion. Until now, Butler didn’t have Gwen on his radar for being MHB. He didn’t know her, but he had a gut feeling. She was off the radar for a reason, and he wanted to know exactly what that reason was.

  “I’ll be there in 20 minutes,” Butler told Starnes before hanging up and leaving the morgue.

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  Detective Rose finally made it home after a long night, and the first thing she did was use the bathroom. She’d been holding her pee ever since the club. She really wasn’t a big liquor drinker, so the four shots of Patron had her feeling tipsy. She didn’t want to drink, but she knew this party was more than just a gathering. She knew that the group was watching everyone closely, so she had to partake in the festivities.

  “What did I do? Shit this thing itches.” Rose said, standing in front of the mirror looking back at herself.

  She slowly pulled her shirt off and tossed it into the hamper then looked down at her waistline. The MHB tattoo was clear as day, and it was starting to swell. This was the first tattoo Rose had ever gotten and she couldn’t believe it was a gang tat. It was a mixture of pressure and excitement that got her to let Niya brand her. It was like a rush that Rose couldn’t describe, being around all of those women. For a second, she almost forgot that she was a cop, and actually was enjoying herself.

  Rose continued staring at the tattoo in the mirror, but she was interrupted by her cell phone ringing in the other room. When she reached the phone, she could see that it was Detective Butler calling. She thought about not answering it, but quickly remembered this was a pre-scheduled call.

  “Rose,” she answered, kicking her shoes off and walking into the kitchen.

  “How did you make out?” Butler asked, pulling into the hospital parking lot.

  “I did pretty good,” Rose responded, opening the refrigerator and grabbing some leftover chicken. “I think that is safe to say that I am officially a member of MHB.”

  “You sure about that?” Butler questioned with some doubt. He had confidence that she would do good, but not this good in such a short time.

  “Yeah, I think I’m pretty sure I am MHB,” Rose said, looking down at her tattoo. “Look, I got my first meeting tomorrow, so I need to get some sleep. I’ll meet up with you afterwards, and we can go over the details,” Rose said, trying to rush off the phone.

  “Alright. Make sure you call me the first thing in the morning. I want a full update,” Butler said, and then hung up the phone.

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  Gwen paced in the hospital waiting room. The nurse had informed her that they were still wo
rking on Zion. She had not given her any other details. She promised Gwen that she would send the doctor to her as soon as he was stable. Gwen bit her nails, and sat down in the blue chair. Officer Starnes stood close by for a moment, but then disappeared down the hall with his phone to his ear. She rocked back and forward in the chair and stared at the steel doors. She needed to see her baby.

  Detective Butler walked into the hospital waiting area. Starnes nodded to him as he walked towards him.

  “Detective Butler,” Starnes greeted as he walked up to him. “Let’s go over here for a moment and I will bring you up to speed,” he told Butler as he walked away from Gwen’s earshot.

  Officer Williams broke down everything he had on the case. When they walked back over towards Gwen, Butler got a good look at the MHB tattoo on her ankle, but that wasn’t the only thing that he noticed as he sat beside her. He stared at her for a moment.

  Gwen turned to him. He had his arm around the back of her chair, causing her to draw back. Why was this dude all up in her personal space?

  “Can I help you?” Gwen said.

  Butler only smiled, took a deep breath through his nose, and leaned in closer.

  “Again, can I help you?” Gwen repeated with a little more aggression.

  “Why do you smell like gasoline?” Butler asked, not blinking or breaking his stare.

  Gwen frowned at him. She wasn’t sure how to respond to the question, and his closeness to her made her extremely uncomfortable. What the hell was wrong with this cracker? She was about to speak when the steel doors opened and a nurse pointed to her. A short Asian doctor began making his way towards her. She forgot about Butler and jumped up to meet him. He barely took four steps before she was in front of him.

  “Hi, yes how is Zion? You are his doctor?” she asked

  “Yes, my name is Doctor Gen, and your name is?” he said as he extended his hand and led her to a chair.

  “Oh I’m sorry, my name is Gwen. Gwen Wright, and my son’s name is Zion,” Gwen responded. “Please tell me he’s alive and is going to be alright… please,” she continued.

  Dr. Gen touched her hand. He had kind eyes. He took a deep breath.

  “Well, the good news is he, Zion, is stabilized for the moment. It appears that his oxygen supply was cut off for some time, but through some miracle, he hung on just long enough for help to get to him. It appears he had an asthma attack. Do you know why he wasn’t able to get his inhaler or breathing treatment?”

  “He was kidnapped. So can I see him?” Gwen asked, trying to fight the urge to push Dr. Gen out the way and run down the hall screaming for Zion.

  “Mrs. Wright, Zion is in a coma, there could be possible brain damage, and also damage to his heart. He is young and has a 50/50 chance of a recovery, but even with recovery, he will have a long road ahead of him.”

  “What?” Gwen asked looking at the doctor as if he was speaking his native language, instead of English. “Ok, ok, so can I see him please?” Gwen asked a second time.

  “We won’t know for a couple of days, he is currently in a coma, which is common for someone who’s brain was cut off from oxygen for such a long period of time. We are still running tests on his heart as well. At this point, there is nothing else we can do. Zion has a 50/50 chance of regaining his normal faculties, if we can get him back into conscious state.”

  “Can I see him? I need to see my baby.” Gwen pleaded.

  “Yes, of course, room 472.” Dr. Gen responded. “Nurse Patterson will take you to him.”

  Gwen looked at the nurse. The nurse smiled at her and pressed the button to open the large steel doors. Detective Butler and Officer Williams walked over to Dr. Gen. They were not able to question Gwen right now, but could get information on the boy’s condition.

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  Eagle was sound asleep when his ringing phone awakened him. He quickly reached over to the nightstand where the noise was coming from, and turned the ringer off. He did not want to be bothered by anyone. About a minute went by, and then the doorbell started to ring. Now that was unusual, since only a few people knew where he rested his head when he wasn’t on the block.

  He got up, grabbed the Desert Eagle handgun that was lying next to him, and crept downstairs to the front door. He quietly moved the curtains to take a look outside. At first, he didn’t see anyone on the porch, which made him become even more concerned.

  It wasn’t uncommon in Charlotte for stick up boys to run up in someone’s house when they thought it was money there, and if they thought Eagle was going to be their next victim, they had another thing coming. He wasn’t going for that, so he took the safety off the large caliber handgun, then took another peak out the window again. This time, he saw the small frame of a woman walking back down the steps. Looking a little closer, he could see a white Bentley Continental coupe sitting curbside. He quickly opened the door to see who it was, but still kept his hand wrapped around his gun.

  “Yooo,” he said stepping out onto the porch.

  Niya stopped and turned back around to see Eagle standing there shirtless. His body was ripped to the core, and as she looked at him from head to toe, Niya gasped at the sight of his dick print showing through his sweat pants.

  “Damn, what’s up, Ni?” Eagle said, noticing who it was.

  “I’m sorry, was you asleep?” Niya asked walking back up the stairs. “You know what they say about sleepers.”

  “Yeah, the only thing that comes to them is a dream,” he said, finishing her quote. “So what’s up? Something happened on the block or something?” Eagle asked, still not sure why Niya was there.

  Niya looked at him and laughed. “Yeah, you must still be sleep,” she said, walking past him into his house.

  He took another look at the Bentley before following her back into his home. Niya was really feeling high tonight, not just because of the few drinks she had, but because of the success her recruiting efforts had been. She was riding around in her $200k car and she had made $100K rain down at her first official MHB party. Life was good for the female boss! She had everything she needed, and now she was here for something she wanted

  “So, E, you alone?” Niya asked, walking up to Eagle. “Or do you already have company?”

  Eagle looked at Niya like she was crazy. “So how many drinks did you have tonight?” he joked.

  “Shut up,” she laughed, punching him in his chest. “I’m serious, are you alone? If yes, I want to see how that chest feels against me without clothes, or how did you say it? Oh yeah, arms between us.” she said, sliding her hand down his stomach.

  Niya’s eyes pulled Eagle into her seductive gaze. Feeling her hand on his body made his stomach tremble. He looked at her full lips and the way the halter-top dipped to her navel, exposing her soft breasts. He picked her up and carried her upstairs. Eagle had been attracted to Niya since the first time she pulled up in her Benz, wearing the hell out of some jeans. This was what he had been waiting for, the chance to feel those caramel thighs around his waist. He placed her on the bed and stood back to take in the view of her.

  “You sure you wanna go down this road?” Eagle asked, hoping that she didn’t have any second thoughts.

  Niya untied her halter and unzipped it at the waist, then threw it to Eagle. Eagle licked his lips as he looked at her hard nipples. She stood and allowed her pants to fall to the floor, and stepped out of them. She kept on her purple red bottom open toe stilettos, and walked around him. She stood behind him and slid her hands into his sweat pants.

  “Damn, umm is that for me?” Niya stroked him while pressing her body against his back.

  Eagle closed his eyes, and enjoyed her soft hand going up and down his shaft. He felt her tongue playing behind his left ear. He turned to her and kissed her, then lifted her in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and grinded against his erection.

  “Damn, Ni.” He dropped his sweat pants to the floor. His dick was against his stomach. He
rubbed her hot wet box up and down the shaft of it. She moaned and reached down to caress his balls. He needed to be inside her, but he also wanted to take his time. He lifted her up higher so that her breasts were near his lips, and sucked one of them inside his mouth. As he tasted one of her nipples, Niya began playing with her clit as he held her in the air.

  “No you don’t, that’s for me.” He placed her on the bed and buried his face between her legs. He moved his head from side to side, tasting that sweet, wet pearl. Yeah, I’m gonna have her thinking about a nigga after this. Niya looked down at him as she bucked against his tongue.

  “Ahh, ummm E, shit!”

  Eagle felt her pussy twitch. He turned her over and placed her on her knees. He took his wide dick and smacked her ass with it. Niya jumped with each hit. After spanking her, he flipped her back over, and pushed his wide head between her moist folds.

  Niya’s mind was screaming condom, but her lower lips screamed for him to go deeper. She looked down. She thought he was completely inside her, but noticed that half of it was still out. Damn this nigga a horse! She thought

  “You ready to take this dick, huh?” he panted. “I’m a make this pussy mine!” Eagle slid his entire dick in.

  Niya’s eyes widened and she let out a scream. “Fuck, E! That is a big ass dick! Ahhh damn!” It was more than she could handle, but there was no way she was going to let this young nigga put her out. He held her ankles and slid in and out of her wet box slowly. She pulled her nipples and he picked up the pace.

  “Yeah baby, damn that pussy good.” Each time he entered her, his strokes became more aggressive. Niya was biting her lip. He was hitting a painful spot. She tried to adjust her hip, and when she did, he went even deeper.

  “Shit!” she yelled, holding her thighs. She didn’t realize that the high-pitched scream was coming from her as she squirted all over his dick.

  “Yeah, yeah, that’s right. Rain on this dick, baby!”

  Niya couldn’t believe where she was right now. She never thought in a million years that she would be giving her goodies to a man other than Chad. Not only was she giving her goodies away, but she really was enjoying herself. Damn, Eagle fucked her, and she needed it. She needed it to forget Chad, and to feel desired. The way this young boy was putting it down, it felt like he was really trying to mark her pussy.