KARMA (August Alsina)

A weak moment{8}

Natasha POV

We pulled up to a mansion built for a king. As we drove around I couldn't help but notice the trees and how beautifully decorated the yard was.

"Goals." I thought.

We stopped in front of a parking garage and the driver opened my door allowing me to slide out, Escobar right behind me.

I clung to his arm once again and he led me inside, body guards following us. We walked down a long hallway that led us to a man cave.

"You have a beautiful home." I complimented him.

"Yes, but no one to share it with. Drink?" He held up a bottle of whisky.

"Yes please."

I sat on the couch closest to the pool table. He came over with our drinks and sat them on the table in front of us. The body guards stood in the doorway looking at nothing in particular.

"Do you mind getting me a straw?"

He nodded and went back to the bar grabbing a straw then came back and sat with me.

"You're a difficult girl. Most of you's never make it to my door without pleasing me." He gulped his drink down in one breath.

I raised my eyebrow at him but kept my composure.

"I'm a different breed, I'm not for sale."

I was becoming impatient. Ready to get this over with I decided to speed up the process.

"Is the guards necessary?" I asked.

"You're uncomfortable?"

I climbed on his lap and his eyes landed on my ladies that were sitting perky and full.

"Do I look uncomfortable? I just don't like being watched."

I pulled my dress over my head and I was left in my g-string, bra and pumps.

"Guards, leave the room." He said to them.

I stared at him and he was in a daze.

"I thought you weren't for sale?"

"I'm not. I do as I please." I grinded on him, fipping my hair and head to the side.

His blinking became excessive and I watched him as he rested his palm on his forehead. I got up and shut the door, turning the lock. I turned around and took a deep breath to prepare myself.

He looked around as if the room was spinning then stared at me with a murderous look in his eyes.

"You bitch!"

"No need for name calling. It was you who spiked my drink. I told you I was a different breed."

He quickly lunged at me causing me to fall backwards. His body was like dead weight on me and I struggled trying to get him off. He gripped my neck and squeezed as spit foamed in the corners of his mouth.

I stared in his eyes and smiled at him.

"I-im going,,,,to kill y-ou." I said in between breaths.

I managed to turn my head to the right and bite his wrist until I tasted blood.

"AAAAAHHHH!" he screamed removing his hands.

I rolled from under him and quickly crawled towards my Gucci tote to retrieve my baby.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head back with force. He dragged me to the middle of the floor the turned me over, sending deadly blows to my face.