The Siren (18+)

Chapter 1

"Wait so you're telling me that you, Ramee El-Rahman, have accepted to be someone's sugar daddy? My friend are you okay?" Randy asked in disbelief. The British man stood in the Little Seoul compound in shock after hearing Garrett's story of how he introduced the new girl in the city to the boys. Her name was April and she sounded interesting to say the least. Apparently she introduced herself to Vinny, Ramee and K and asked them to give her money with nothing in return. There weren't a lot of people in the city who would walk up to the boys the way she did and they were all delighted by her brazen behavior. The boys were standing in the compound catching up when Garrett had mischievously brought up the days events. It seemed that this stranger had made such a unique impression that it made the boys who were present giddy to discuss her again and those who were not to listen carefully.

"I did not accept to be anyones sugar daddy. You know me Randy. I like helping the needy" Ramee said in his usual cocky manner.

Randy studied the Egyptian man in silence. He was wearing his signature black turtleneck and black slacks. His arms were crossed in a defensive position. Ramee was right, he did know him. They had been friends for years, brief lovers for some, and he knew all his tells. While Randy had been one of the most stingiest people in the city his partner was at an entirely different level.

Ramee is one of the greediest men in the city. He was known to be a vulture who would take from everywhere his sticky claws could possibly reach. The man had started a war over five dollars once. His pettiness and love for money knew no bounds. His decision to periodically give someone money was a strange one and completely out of character for him. There was more to this than a sudden need for charity. Randy looked at his flushed face and decided not to comment on the squirming man's recent interest in the new girl.

"What." Ramee was starting to get frustrated from the looks that were sent his way.
"Nothing. I didn't say anything. Relax my bruddah and let's move on." Randy decided not to press the vulture for more information but reminded himself to make sure he met the new girl. A few seconds of silence sat in the cold air. It was early January and the winter air still danced in the streets of Los Santos.

Just because Randy decided not to question him further did not mean the rest of the boys wouldn't. Garrett stood next to Vinny with the biggest grin on his face. He had expected April to cause a stir among the boys but he did not expect it to turn out as good as this. Normally people treated members of their gang with fear and respect, even the new Los Santos residents followed the lowly whispered rules without issue. A lot of the locals knew that Chang Gang was dangerous and ran the city despite the lack of evidence tying them to crimes so he was surprised when the new redhead blamed him for bumping into her at the elevators and berated him in front of the wide eyed crowd. Unlike the rest of his boys, Garrett would usually laugh it off and later get someone in the gang to send a message that he did not tolerate disrespect. There was something about the girl with hearts on her face that told him to get to know her better and not send someone to threaten her.

"You know Ramee, I have never seen you so willing to give your money to someone you had just met. Did you see him run to give her Coffee Garrett?" Vinny spoke in amusement before he could chime in on the day's incident.

"You never share your coffee with me." Their chubby dark skinned friend said in offense. He was sitting on his black bmx bicycle next to Randy with an uwu cup in his hand.

"Big D I literally bought you a Milk tea from Uwu today and you, Vinny shut up. Can you stop trying to stir and can we focus on the bank we want to hit." Ramee was turning more red, Randy noticed. Whenever he felt embarrassed the warlord tended to lash out. They all knew the man had stolen the drink from the pink cat cafe and did not want to call him out on it. Big D did have a point though. The coffee snob never shared his drink with anyone. He was far too addicted to it to do so.