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DANIELA CRUZ just finished getting dressed for class and she was now seated at the bottom of the staircase, with Diana and Monet. Daniela listened intently to Monet, as she explained the method to controlling men to her and Diana.
"Believe it or not. There's a method to becoming a savage in the game. Its a skill. To control a nigga, you gotta always be able to think ahead of him. Whatever you say to him should always lead him back to you." Monet stated.
"Ma, we don't even know what that means." Diana voiced, clearly confused.
"It means that a man doesn't fall in love with you. He falls in love with the image of himself that he sees in your eyes. You make him think he's lit. He'll always come back to it. That's better than any drug we can sell." Monet explained.
"It's about being a woman in a man's world. Men have certain advantages. I'm teaching you both how to even the plan field. You see, how I got detective Ramirez on lock." Monet continued, making Daniela snack her teeth.
"Monet, that's easy. You sleeping with the caught up nigga." Daniela retorted, with a smirk.
"Listen, any thot can give a man some pussy, but if sex is the best thing you think you've got to offer, then you underestimate yourself and how much a man needs a woman he can depend on. That's the secret to control." Monet stated.
They all heard a vehicle pull up, causing all three of them to look over at the window. Daniela noticed it was Ramirez's truck, making her chuckle.
"Doesn't look like he's under control." Daniela remarked.
"It's all part of the plan. Get him hooked on it, then take it away. Watch this." Monet said, before standing up from the staircase.
Daniela watched as Monet walked over to the front door and stood in front of it, as Ramirez walked up. He smiled at the sight of Monet, before trying to open up the door and then realizing it was locked.
"Mo, stop playing. Open up." Ramirez said, with a smile. "That's the problem, you think I'm playing. You don't respect my boundaries, so I'll call you when I wanna see you." Monet scolded. "What's the matter with you? Let me come in and we can talk about this." Ramirez pleaded.
"No. I have a business to run. You think my world stops because you show up?" Monet queried. "I never said that." Ramirez replied. "Your actions say enough. You show up unannounced, with nothing, but hard dick, and nothing to offer?" Monet spatted.
"Why does everything have to be transactional with you? I just wanna see you." Ramirez said.
"Look, you're seeing me through the door. I said what I said. Fuck outta here!" Monet shouted, causing Ramirez to shake his head, before walking off.
