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::. Cymphony Campbell .::

I opened the door to the house and kicked off my shoes. I closed the door and went straight upstairs to check on Naomi. I went in the room and saw her laying down facing the wall. "Hey."

She shook and turned to face me. "H-hey."

"How are you feeling?" I walked closer to her.

"I'm okay. Legs kind of hurt, but I'll be fine."

"Alright, I'll check on you later. Good night." I walked out of the room and into the bedroom. Prince was lying on the bed shining his gun in only his boxers.

"Hey baby," he said putting the gun on the night stand. I waved and threw my bag on the loveseat. I took off my jacket and crawled on top of him. I kissed him and took off his T-shirt.

"Howcome you wanna fuck all of a sudden?" He broke away from the kiss.

"I had a talk with Naomi earlier and she made me realize I really do love you, Prince. You've done so much for me, so I want to pay you back for it."

I crawled back down to his boxers and slid them halfway down his legs. I kissed the tip and looked up at him biting his lip.
_____ Next Day _____

Since Prince had some shit to do down by Zion's place, he made me take Naomi down to the house to get started on her first day. I already had Ray ready to pick her up and Kyree ready as well.

"You walking funny, you good?" I asked Naomi as we got out the car. The house was two blocks up.

"Yeah they still a little sore." She grunted in pain.

"I'll put some muscle cream on that later." I said as we walked up the porch. I rang the door bell. The mail slot on the bottom opened up. I knelt down so that Quintell could see my face. "Sup Cymphony?"

He unlocked the ten locks and let us in. The smell of sex, weed and alcohol fanned by as we walked in. Naked girls were sitting around waiting to be assigned a corner. While they waited, Nico, the person in charge while Prince was out, assigned them some work to do around the house. Work was either give one of his friends some top, pack up some drugs or stack the money up to distribute on pay day or for the drug trade every Friday.

"Hey Cymphony, where Prince? I need a break, man." Nico asked.

"He running a few errands with Zion. He'll be here later." I told him.

"Iight who this?" He looked at Naomi-Lynn.

"This is Naomi-Lynn, but call her Naomi. She the new girl. Prince ain't tell you?"

"He prolly did, I just wasn't paying attention," he licked his lips at her. "Well what's up, ma? My name is Nico but around here my name is Papi. I'm sure Cym is here to show you around so I ain't gonna stop her. Have fun."

He briefly greeted. I nodded and walked her towards the back where the girls got ready. In there was Shelly, Nicolette and Ivana. Shelly was the oldest hoe in the house. She was a fourty year old woman who met Prince at a club one night. Her boyfriend was about to smack her upside the head with a bottle, but Prince saved her and busted a cap in his ass. She vowed to dedicate herself to him for that and ever since then she's been one of his hoes. With being the oldest, she copped a few bitches herself. Nicolette and Ivana were both nineteen and were basically Shelly's slaves. Whenever Shelly did some fucked up shit, she'd put the blame on one of them. Whenever she wanted her sexual needs satisfied, she asked one of them. Been that way ever since I been here.

"Well isn't it Prince's Princess?" Shelly chuckled.

"Yeah what's up, Shell?" I rolled my eyes.

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