Chapter 27

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As Antonio and Marcus walked in the front , I went to the back I dont want nor do I need my life or any of my loved ones life to be put in danger .

I walked in and met Marcus and Antonio in the kitchen of the abandoned home. We went to the backroom where Cameron was turned with his back facing the door .

Antonio cocked his gun and put it to the back of his head.

"Well well well."

"Antonio"

"In the flesh, miss me?"

"Nahh, but I do gotta question though."

"You dont have much time to live so why not. What is it"

"What kind of toothbrush do you use?"

"Colgate , type of fucking question is that?"

"I think you should call the number thats on the box and tell then your breath still stink. Shits not workin fam."

After he said that he started cracking up laughing. I was trying my hardest not to laugh cause that was funny. Is breath was on ass in the car I just aint say shit.

"You got jokes?"

"Nahh, but I do got mentos. Get you some."

I got tired of waiting so I called marcus into the other room so we could talk..

"Wassup?"

"Can you be honest with me?"

"About what"

"The bet, tell me. Im not gonna be mad."

"Nah it wasnt shit."

I walked up to him and blew in his ear. I knew that was something that turned him on so I did it. I needed him to fall for me.

But he did the unexpected and threw me on the bed and dug his hands into my shorts and played with my kitty and kissing my neck. I hurried up and got him off me.

He got uo and started walking towards me

"I don't care how much you wanna know that bet. Im not telling you. You belong to me and you always will. Remember that. You are MY bitch and will do whatever I want you to. And we not leaving this room till I get me some...

Cameron

I was sitting in this chair with Antonio holding a gun to my head. If only he knew that my dad and Careem was on their way.

I wanted to have sone fun so I started fucking with him and cracking jokes on him while he tried to get me to tell him where some money is and trynna get me to tell him where my dad and shit lay his head. Sone shit that I wasnt gonne do.

"You know what ion even care nomore. With or without you ima take over and be drug lord so none of that shit matters. You got 3 seconds to tell me what I wanna know. "

...

"One"

...

"Two"

...I heard a gun cock

"Thr-"

A gun was shot...

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