⚠️One Way Out!⚠️

Mine

Omniscient

Ace paced back and forth at his cousin's warehouse explaining his emotional connection to Jasmin.

"You need to relax, Nigga. You know what happened last time you caught feelings for some bitch." Malachi blew smoke into the air kicking his feet up on his desk.

"She ain't no bitch!" Ace sharply glared at Malachi, informing him to watch his mouth when speaking on Jasmin's name.

"Ight nigga damn. Listen just take your time with this one and don't try to scare her off. You can be a bit aggressive and nigga we don't need the cops on our ass right again."

Ace got up grabbing his jacket.

"Where are you going? We still got work to do?"

"I'll be back," Ace grabbed his keys walking to the stairwell leading out the house.

"Nah fuck that! Where you goin'? I can't cut this shit by myself." Malachi stood up.

"I SAID I'll be back..." Ace slammed the door.

Ace left the warehouse driving towards Jasmin's job. Ace knew everything about Jasmin for the past six months but consuming her body is what made the obsession deeper. It started out as harmless observing and admiring from a distance but now it was more than a want. It was a NEED.

Ace

Walking into the building I read the Directory finding her name. I've never been inside just rode by a few times. Going into the elevator a few white women were startled and a few others were smirking. Don't get any ideas, Stacy.

Stepping off of the elevator to the fifteenth floor, I walked up to the secretary desk.

"Hello sir, how may I help you today?" She leaned forward grinning at me. Ugh.

"Yeah, I'm here to see Ms.Montez?" I folded my hands leaning on the oversized desk.

"Mmm, Montez..." She sarcastically smiled typing on her computer.

"it looks like she's in a meeting right now. Is there something I can help you with?"

"Nah, I'm good snowflake." I pushed away from the desk heading towards the elevator before  I heard a familiar angelic voice.

"Yes, I scheduled you in for Wednesday next week on the eighth." She laughed, blushing at whoever the fuck this nigga was. I turned around watching them interact. It was so fucking  disgusting. I could snap his fucking neck right now!

"When you gonna let me take you to that place I told you about over on Lennox?" He licked his lips at her, looking her up and down.

"Well, I'm free tonight." She laid her hand on his shoulder, flipping her hair. I had to leave now!

Forgetting about the elevator, I go into the stairwell jogging down the fifteen flights of stairs. Getting into my car I wait for whoever the fuck that was, to come down. I was growing impatient, repeatedly taping my steering wheel.

Finally seeing that fuck ass nigga come out the building, I reclined my seat making sure not to be seen.

" Who is this nigga?" I scratched my chin studying his every move. From him taking his keys out of his pocket and the bling reflecting off his finger. The nigga is married. Yeah, you gotta go!

I watched him walk to his car which happened to be a Tesla. I knew what kind of garbage he was when I saw the Maxwell Scott briefcase.

The car sped out the parking lot driving in and out of lanes. Ohh,  he's a douche ass nigga.