Streets

5. Rules

Black moon took pride in not looking like any ol regular seedy strip club, that is why Young Ricky spent most of the days keeping up with the outside and inside appearance. While standing outside enjoying a margarita and watching as the workers repainted the sign, he heard a car approach. Looking behind him a nice all black Mercedes pulled up and he automatically knew who it was and rolled his eyes. The driver gets out and opens the back passenger door and two pretty legs begin to exit the vehicle. Standing there in her beige ensemble of a pencil skirt and matching blazer with a red sexy bralette underneath. Her hair short and slicked back, with her briefcase in hand and designer shades on she walked over to young Ricky with her red heels making an annoying nose against the asphalt. "Ricky. Good to see you again." He scoffed and turned around, "What does yo high yella ass want?" He didn't take kindly to city folk coming around in his business especially a snake like her, "Well Ricky you do understand that this little business of yours is only open because of the high revenue. You pay us and we allow you to do what you please. However it seems you're late on payment." He held up his hand and motioned for them to go inside. "Don't mix those colors up Omar!" The worker waved him off and continued to work.
Sitting in his office adorned with suede pink walls and chairs shaped like hands he sat down as did the business woman, she took off her shades, the noticeable black eye made him sigh. "You too damn pretty to be letting him put his hands on you." She smirked, "With every slap it's a new car and every punch it's a new bag." Just like he thought she too damn stupid for her own good. "Now those payments. You are behind 20 grand." He chuckled and put down his drink, "Bitch, for 8 years the city been asking the same amount, 5 grand for the building and an extra 5 for property tax, and let's not forget hiding all the city's dirty money within these walls. Now y'all got another thing coming thinking you all of a sudden gonna be asking for 20 thousand. Kiss my ass." She sighed, "Please don't make this difficult Ricky." He sits up looking at her with seriousness, "Why did they send you. Miss Loretta, you just the pretty girl who happens to be sleeping with the boss man. He sends wifey to handle business affairs." She smiles and sticks out her left hand which has a huge diamond ring and wedding band on her ring finger. "I'm wifey now. And I'm in charge of all financial assets." He scoffs, "Of course you are, you've always been in charge of finances haven't you. Well big boss gonna have to come here himself so I can tell him fuck you. You get what I give." She smiled a smile that had a hidden message behind it, "Ricky. Don't be stupid, we can have this place shut down in less that an hour." He stood up and posed, the confidence he has just seeps out of his pores, "Let me tell you something miss beige, you try to act intimidating. It doesnt work. I will see you as nothing more as a cum stain left on boss man's pants. Now Shiela put some fear into me, you trying to take her place and girl it ain't working. Threats of shutting this down, he isn't that stupid, I put money in his wallet and food on his table. No money from here means no money to him and what little money he gets on them weak ass checks to keep yo expensive ass in line." She stood up clearly not getting anywhere and she knew the idle threat she made was all it was, a threat. As sad as it seems the strip club keeps the city breathing along side other areas of business in the grove. "Expect a visit soon." Ricky smirked and waved her off, already tired of her presence, "Oh and Ricky, it must make you so proud that your brother or I'm sorry sister now is a very well respected designer. I so believe soon his business will begin to outshine yours. Black Moon will become a memory sooner rather than later." Ricky at this point his patience is gone, "Don't let my door hit you in that man made split in your ass on the way out." She left and it had Ricky thinking to himself, maybe he should pay his sister a visit.

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Darnell stood against the front of his suv, smoking a blunt waiting for his buyers to arrive. He was supposed to be here with his right hand man but he said he would be late and Darnell had no time for that. Instead he brought Benny and Marcus, he been watching Marcus, thinks he would be perfect to get promoted in the ranks since he been handling business, and this is the perfect opportunity to show Benny the ropes of the game and give him the rules. Marcus and Benny both got out the suv, they had to load up their weapons and hide them securely in place just in case the deal went bad. Benny stood on Darnell's right and Marcus on the left. "Since this gang was established, there have always been rules. They're quite simple. And today you learn rule number one, don't make deals and transactions in the hood. Meet them in a clean territory, I usually meet them here, it's closer to the city and I know the back paths to escape any sticky situation." Benny looked around, they were standing in an abandoned parking lot, other buildings in the distance. "Rule 2, always stick to the plans directed never deviate from the plan." Marcus nodded and lit his own blunt, "Whats rule 3?" Darnell looked and saw the black limo approaching. "Never let your guard down." Benny and Marcus noticed it to and they all got ready to handle business.
After it was all said and done the trio was heading back to the hood this time about 400 grand richer. "Yo so, I be watching drug lord documentaries on Netflix and shit, and one thing I notice that is smart is even if the cops bust a drug lords house they still don't ever get all the money." Benny chimed in, "They hide that shit, side bitch house, an old property no one would expect. They hide half that shit cause you never know when the cops gonna bust ya shit or if there is a thieving rat on the inside." Darnell thought about that, and he did have a new hiding place, however he doesn't want anyone to know about that just yet.
After being dropped off, Benny had every intention to go and finish making music at the studio however someone had other plans as Tyra sat on the steps or their apartment. "Damn man you got her sprung." Marcus laughed along with Benny, "Alright bro I'm gonna head over to my lady of the hour." They dapped up and Marcus walked around the corner. Benny walked closer as Tyra stood up, "So what's up." The sense of annoyance was apparent in her voice and it was confusing for Benny who thought they were all good. "What's up girl what's wrong?" She shook her head, "I need to know what's up with me and you. What you think because I'm a girl from the hood I don't deserve better? Because I'm not some hoe." Benny pulled her close, "Babygirl, where is this coming from? I mean we just started talking, you haven't even let me take you out in a date yet." She looked down, "I'm just tired of not being taken seriously and I need to know if you serious." He kissed her, "I'm serious baby. Now, trying to let me take you out on that date?" She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Mhhmm and it better be nice and expensive." He winked at her and carried her in the apartment.