Moore and Bennett

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I am getting used to the nightmares now. We have been here for five days now. I figured I'll keep my little secret to myself until further notice. I open my eyes . I move my hand over and don't feel Von. I turn over; 4:30a.m. I get up and see the bathroom light on. "Good Morning" I say as I give Von a kiss on the cheek while he is brushing his teeth. "Morning Baby", "So I was thinking why not leave the country", "You wan leave the country?", he spits out the toothpaste. "I mean yeah new life new people new beginnings, We have a lot of enemies out here, I just want us to be good", 'spit',"I mean you right baby girl but we can always gain enemies wherever we go, new city we don't know about, we basically starting from scratch". I look at him through the mirror, "We have the money to start all over again".

He looks at me through the mirror with a smirk. Biting my lip, "What". "Let me ask you something baby, I want you to be honest", I look him up and down biting my lip, "shoot". "You are willing to put your whole life on pause, everything you learned and worked hard for, to be legendary, just for my lifestyle, to do what I do". In some way he is right. I went through 9 years of college, money, sweat, tears, and even blood to just give up on my career like that. I am so good at what I do but I know I can be better. This lifestyle might give me PTSD, but the adrenaline and rush from it feels so fucking good.

I smirk, "Baby I wasn't happy, plus". I brush my figure down his chest. "We can be unstoppable together". Von bites his lip, he turns around and sits me on the sink, "I never doubted you". He tongue kisses me, Passionately I tongue him back. My hands gently brushed his muscular arms. I felt so safe. Peace.

His warm lips kissing my neck brought chills. He grips my neck with his right hand while ripping my shirt off. He looked into my eyes before lowering himself to my woman hood. His moist cold tongue licks my clit one good time. I let out a sigh letting him know that I want, and I want it bad. His fingers spread my lips apart as he continues to lick. I lean back on the mirror letting out soft moans. He pulls me closer to his face. I look down, biting my lip, he looks up at me. His moist tongue countries to flicker my g-spot. Breathing harder and still remaining eye contact, I held on to his dreads. He moves my arm and reaches for my breast while his other hand goes inside. I gasp, "Baby" I softly moan. His fingers cuff, in and out , faster. He sucks on my g-spot and I let out such a loud moan. I needed this because I have been under so much stress. "Stick it in baby". He kisses my clit one more time. I feel his fingers come out.

He comes up. I am turned on to the fullest. I tongue kiss him while stroking him back and forth. "Mmm" he moans, he cuffs my breast and starts licks on my nip. I stick him inside me. We both breath heavily when I do. You know what happens next.

I wake up from a nice after sex nap. I turn towards Von, he is already looking at me. "What are you looking at?" I ask in a sleepy voice. "Marry Me?"I lean up so quickly, "Wait what", "Marry Me Le". He repeats as he pulls the ring from under the bed. "Are you serious", my voice cracks a little. "Yes, I was suppose to propose that day i brushed you off, I I know that before all this we did not see each other for a couple years, I don't want to waste anymore time, I want you to be my wife, my partner in crime, and the mother of my kids". I break down, "Yes I will marry you baby". He smiles and puts the beautiful ring on my left hand. We kiss.

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"Her name is Le'Naera Aubree Moore, Daughter of Paul Moore. Now see Paul used to be a Chicago Policeman also when he got promoted to Detective. He was the best at what he did. Catching Gang Leaders like Christopher Cook, Micheal Williams and Voncir Bennett. All who were leaders of the number 1 deadliest gang in Chicago. At Least 35 of the crimes in Chicago were caused by the gang named OTF or only the family. See Paul did make it seem like he was investigating these men but yet got sucked in into the non-sense and became one of them. The only reason why Paul was dangerous was because he had the access to the whole city. He knew our very move on the gang. That is why the gang was not caught ever. We know what happened on april 23rd 2009. Jesus was with Micheal. Voncir came in with Paul, words were exchanged. Things start to heat between the four men. That's when Jones walks in and shoots Voncir on his back. Jesus kills Michael and Paul was the only one standing.You see Paul set up Micheal and Voncir that way Him and Jesus could take over. But things did not go that way. Now Jones was also a Chicago police officer. Why have one of us roll with the street one and have an extra pair of eyes and ears in here. Jesus went insane. He did illegal facial switch operations. He frightened Paul so down to the core that he vanished. It seemed as if Paul hurt jones. Jones was in custody."

"I know a lot of you are asking what does this have to do with Bennett and Morore right now. History is repeating itself, Ms.Moore was jumped in at 15. She was a juvenile. Selling drugs, carrying illegal weapons, and plotting. She went to a few detentions for drugs. Also the last time she was there she was responsible for a shootout that happened back in 2017. Evidence disappeared off the face of the earth. But now it all ties up to Jada Moore, a 24 year old female. Shot twice in the chest and in her stomach. Jada Moore was found buried in Mr. Daniel Cook's grave.

Mr. Cook was part of the investigation with Le'naera Moore. The investigation to whom they had to prove Mr. Bennett is guilty of all illegal gang crimes. INstead it was the opposite. We believed that Le'naera Moore had something to do with the missing evidence. Frauding the system and First degree murder of Jada Moore. Let's get to work people". Officer Moore says to the press. Biological Father of Jada Moore.

Freedom is what I see and smell. Speeding down the highway with a bottle of D'usse on the back seat. Car top down, windows down. Screaming and singing of the top of our lungs. I can get used to this new lifestyle. Especially with me now becoming Mrs. Bennett.



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