by Mz. Lady P
“So all that meeting the other heads of the families was bullshit? All that shit about giving us the key to the city was all a part of your sick game.”
“By George, I think he’s got it! Of course it was. That meeting was to show them the faces of the men who are never to sell another fucking drug in this city. Those men were connects from all over. As you know, if you don’t have a connect then you have no money. Your days of getting money are over. I know you all are hungry for power in these streets. So I dangled that power in front of you and snatched that shit right back. That’s one of the perks of being the daughter of one of the most powerful women in the world,” Carmen said clapping her hands and laughing.
“Bitch, let’s get this shit over with! What the fuck do you want from us?” Markese said showing his frustration.
“Is that anyway to speak to the mother of your children?”
“I’m their mother, you psychotic bitch!” Trish said.
“Shut the fuck up!” Carmen had hit Trish with the gun upside her head twice which caused her to pass out.
“Come on, Gabriella and Juan.” Carmen walked over, grabbed both of the kids, and was headed towards the door with them.
“Where the fuck are you going with my kids?”
“These are my kids, Markese. I told you I was coming back for my kids. They belong in Mexico with me.”
“Please Daddy, don’t make us go!” Gabriella cried and tried to run towards Markese, but one of the gunmen scooped her and Juan up and carried them outside. They fought, kicked, and screamed for dear life. That shit was heart wrenching.
“I swear on everything I love you better not do anything to hurt them! You might as well kill me now because I’m at your ass. Believe that shit bitch!”
“Those are my kids. I would never hurt them. You are no good to me dead. I want you to live and suffer like y’all made me suffer. Come on, Chico; let’s get the fuck out of here.”
Chico and the gunmen slowly backed out of the house with their guns still raised. Carmen was on her way out the door, but she turned around and lifted her gun.
“Hey Anastasia and Ameenah! Lupe sends her love. ”
A hail of bullets flew all over the room causing everyone to take cover. When the smoke cleared there was bloodshed and Carmen was nowhere in sight.
TO BE CONTINUED
Acknowledgements
First and foremost, giving all praises to God Almighty. It’s your will that has brought me this far.
To my readers, I appreciate you for all of your support. Without you guys I am nothing.
To the loves of my life, Larry and Latrell, please forgive me for the countless days I spend in my room writing or on the computer. Everything I do, I am doing to make a better life for you guys. All of my hard work will pay off for all of us in the future. I love the both of you with all my heart
To my parents, siblings, nieces, nephews, and my entire family, I love you all and thank you for all your support.
A very special thanks to Myss Shan, David Weaver, and Jackie Chanel for giving me the opportunity to show the world my talent. I am forever grateful to you all.
Last but not least, to the entire Team Bankroll Squad Family I am so happy to be a part of such a great movement. It’s an honor to be surrounded by so much talent. #SALUTE
I would like to dedicate this book to my brother in law Jamell James Coleman who made his transition to be with Lord on September 21, 2013. Life has been a struggle for the entire family since that day, but with the grace of God, we’re hanging in there. The hardest part is looking at Baby Mel-Mell knowing he will never get the chance to know how great his father was. Your memory will live on through all of us. What I wouldn’t do to hear you trying to sing On The Run by Beyonce and Jay-Z with a cup of Remy and Red Bull in your hand. #Missing you so much. #LONGLIVEJAMELL
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Copyright Notice
Living for Love and Dying for Loyalty
Copyright 2014 by Mz. Lady P
Published by Black Starr Productions
Cover Art by Brittani Williams
All rights reserved
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales or, is entirely coincidental.
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Table of Contents
Main Menu
Chapter 1 - Trish
Chapter 2 - Markese
Chapter 3 - Rahmeek
Chapter 4 - Karima
Chapter 5 - Aja
Chapter 6 - Markese
Chapter 7 - Aja
Chapter 8 - Trish
Chapter 9 - Rahmeek
Chapter 10 - Karima
Chapter 11 - Aja
Chapter 12 - Markese
Chapter 13 - Trish
Chapter 14 - Rahmeek
Chapter 15 - Killa
Chapter 16 - Nisa
Chapter 17 - Aja
Chapter 18 - Rahmeek
Chapter 19 - Markese
Chapter 20 - Trish
Chapter 21 - Rahmeek
Chapter 22 - Aja
Chapter 23 - Trish
Chapter 24 - Rahmeek
Chapter 25 - Nisa
Chapter 26 - Markese
Chapter 27 - Trish
Chapter 28 - Aja
Chapter 29 - Stacy
Chapter 30 - Rahmeek
Epilogue
Acknowledgements
Contact Information
Copyright Notice
