𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐎𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞
Riley takes over the empire, while RJ lives his life with his wife and children. All the other kids in the house have grown up as well. Follow their lives as trouble arises and they live their evil ass life.
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-𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓- -𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊-
"That mufucka here in my town?" Black said, pissed.
"Not yet, but soon. I know he fucked with ya shit, so I'm just letting you know because I know you want Revenge on him."
"Hell yeah, I do. That mufucka fucked up shit for his own personal gain. He most definitely getting dealt with."
"Ok. I let you know when he comes here."
"Ide Rod," Black said, then they hung up. Rodney dialed up another number.
"Yo Ace. What's been going on, man?"
"What's up, Rod. I ain't hear from you in a minute since you left town."
"Yea," Rodney paused. "I got some shit to rap with you about. You remember a Darius Wilson."
"Yea, I remember that nigga. Fucked with my money and disappeared into thin air. Still looking for that mufucka today." Ace said, pissed just thinking about him.
"Well, word is he gon be back in the streets soon."
"You fucking wit me, Rod?"
"Hell Nah. He gon be here soon, and I'll let you know where to find him."
"Bet. I'll be there with my peoples."
"Ide, I'll see you there," Rodney said, then they hung up.
"Last one." Rodney sighed, dialing up another number. He didn't feel like dealing with this one.
"Killa wassup?" Rodney said.
"Surprised to hear from you."
"Look, I'm only calling you for one reason. Darius Wilson is back on the market. An ally of mine has had some beef with him and finally trapped him. Black and Ace are already onboard about the situation, so are you coming?"
"Hell fucking yeah. That mufucka owes me a lot of mone—Are you tryna set me up, Quan?"
"Don't call me that, and why would I do that? Listen, I don't have time to go back and forth with you. Be at the warehouse tomorrow around eight."
"I can call you what I want, and you're still my son."
"Well, you left your wife and kids because you wanted to still be in the fucking streets. Don't call me your son. You're just a fucking sperm donor." Rodney said, hanging up the phone. He put all the paperwork he was doing aside with a sigh and then went upstairs with his wife.
