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Chapter 3: - Mad -

They criticize me, huh? They talk about me bad. Let me tell you this, you done made me mad. - Lil Boosie

Ace POV

Ever since I met her in the club, it's something I can't figure out about her.

I'm not rasict, I just think there something off about certain whites. Hell I think there's something off about all races including mine. It is what it is.

I'm not going to lie shawty bad. But that don't mean shit. She savage but why she doing this is my question. I mean everybody has story.

" That's my business." She said, I could tell she was getting irratated.

" You right. You can walk yourself out." I pulled out a blunt lighting up.

" Fuck you." She rolled her eyes, heading to the door. " Ay boss there's two niggas in their stealing your money. Well one of them stole it but the other was in there." One of my workers bust inside. Knocking Amber on the floor.

" Damn nigga watch were the fucking your going." She yelled dusting her ass off.

I stood up, walking towards the door to see which of the bitch ass pussies, stealing my money. I saw Amber in the concer off my eye on her phone.

When we walked inside, both of them niggas were sitting on the couch looking nervous as hell.

" Wassup, This Amber she's partnering with us.' I introduced her.

" Sup Ma." They said at the same time.

" Chilling.' She said nonchalantly.

" So which one of yall nigga's stealing my money? Tryna play like yall ain't done shit. Wassup?" I asked. In the corner I saw Amber jump a little.

No one said a word. They really trying my patience.

" Is something wrong with them? Are they deaf or something?" Amber asked, playing on her phone.

" I think so." After I said that Amber pulled out her gun taking the silencer off.

" I highly suggest one of you two snitch one the other, before I put one between you eyes." She yelled still on her phone.

I just watched I wanted to she what she was going to do.

" Fuck this. She not about to kill me, This nigga was stealing your shit, even while you was locked up." Mark spoke up.

The other dude didn't even say nothing he just sat there shaking, " Is there anything you would like to say before I kill you." Amber asked. Nothing. Amber shot him between the eyes.

" I would let you live, but you just snitched on your left hand man. No telling what you would do if Ace was in the same situation, so rest in piece my nigga ." She killed him to.

" You welcome. Bye." She walked still on her phone like nothing happened.

I just shook my head, she crazy. " Ay somebody come clean this shit up!" I said out loud.

Amber POV

Fuck thinking that nigga fine. He rude as fuck. He lucky I didn't pop him in his shit.

Young nigga, you got a nine, you're doing fine

Your dawg down, front him an ounce, I can see you tryin'

I respect your grind

252, I respect the 9

And I know 9 niggas jellin', 3 of them tellin'

I got 9 niggas with me, 8 of them are fel-

My phone started to ring,

" Wassup."

" Boss Someone Broke Into The Trap House."

" What they take?" I rolled my eyes.

" 50K worth or drugs, They took all the money, and shot some of the females."

" WTF WHERE YALL DOING!" I screamed into the phone.

" Boss we where trying to stop them, it was alot of them, so while we was shooting the ones out front, some must have broken into the back." Spade said.

" I'm on the way." I huffed.

I swear If it's not one thing it's another. Fuck they took my money, these niggas grew balls.

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I pulled into to trap swerving the car. I was pissed. Who the fuck taking my shit? It's okay when I find out, I bet they want have any body parts to steal with.

" Somebody start cleaning this shit up, the fuck yall sitting around for, I'm damn sure not paying yall to let my shit get stolen, if I find out one of you knew about this, knew them, or didn't try to stop them. Haha Either Yall better flee the country or say good-bye to your family and friends." I yelled. Wacthing everybody pick up glass, wood, brooms, bullets, and more shit.

I walked into my office. They took most of my money, the werid thing is There was a stack of money with a note stuck to it. Tied with a ribbon around it.

' We thought it'll be rude to not leave anything. Bitch we taking over! -ES' The hell is this suppose to be threating? Everone know who ES is, if they were smart they wouldn't left there gang initials. Sometimes I don't know why I choose to do this shit, I mean I did put myself through school, graduated top of my class. Went to college got my masters in criminal justice and psychology. Got my bacholars in psychial science and behavioral science. Yea I'm smart but honestly I don't know why I haven't stop. I can't use the excuse this is all I know, becasue I'm damn smart and probably could get any job I want.

" Spade you run this while I'm gone, I need a break give me two days Please. Make sure everyone is trained, because when I get back, we going after these bitches." I said walking out. Hopping inside my car.I need a drink.

I head home, starting a shower, washing my hair. I stepped out wrapping the towel around my body. I cleansed my face, brushed my teeth, creamed my body, oiled, moisturizer, and combed my hair. I started on my makeup, I applied dark pirple eyeliner, mascara, purple lipstick, and changed my nose and belly rings.

I headed to my closet, deciding on a black jumper. It had a slit stopping right above my navel, so that mean I didn't have to wear a bra. I went back inside my room, pulling out a black thing. I grabbed my purple stiletos. My usual things then I left.

I pulled up to club ' passions' parked then walked inside. I could see the lust in the niggas eyes, and jelousy in the hoes. I didn't care I know one thing for sure I'm about to get fucked up. That's for sure.