Addicted 2 Moni

39

Anthony Pov

< 2 weeks ago- Wednesday 5:13pm>

I stand around watching as my crew moves things into out new warehouse. My old spot was too far fucked up to repair and rebuild. It's ight they got theirs coming soon. 

I had to waste more money bribing cops to keep the heat off my ass, shitting getting tight. 

The only plus being that this new location has much needed room for expansion of my operations. I got the hoes set up on the second floor, my money counters on the third and my arsenal on the main floor. I'll figure out what to so with the other three levels later. 

"Boss we got the packages set up nicely in the lower basement," one of my men says standing near me.

"Good. Go bring me the girl," I say glaring at him. He nods walking away.

"When you coming to see me?" a hoe says structing by. 

"I'll be up there real soon," I watch her ass move as she continues walking past. 

"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" I hear from behind me. I turn around chuckling as I watch my men bring her to me.

She starts to kick her feet trying to break free and one of my men punches her hooded head before slinging her unconscious body over his shoulder.

"You want her with the others?"

"Nah. Put her down the hall from them," I say walking towards my office.

*************

"You Bastard! You won't get away with this shit!" Solomon shouts. 

"I already have," I say watching as she struggles against her restraints.

"I practically already have almost everyone...your sister however is harder to track than the rest of you," I say waiting for her reaction.

Her eyes begin to widen and she opens her mouth to speak. 

"When can we have her?" One of my men ask eagerly looking at her. 

"Have me?" Solomon says furrowing her eyebrows.

"For now just strip her naked. Nothing more nothing less," I say leaving the room.

"No! N--GET! Noo get away from me!" I hear her scream.

I whistle as I walk down the hall and head upstairs to my office. 

But before I could walk in. 

"Boss we have 15 new recruits," one of my men says.

"How are their skills," I ask. 

"Honestly...They need some work," he says shaking his head.

"And what do you suggest?" I look him dead in his eyes. 

He remains silent for fear that I might shoot him dead upon his response, like I've done countless others.

"Speak," I say annoyed. 

"uhh...take them to the roof for training," he suggests.

"So be it. I'm putting you in charge of that and holding you responsible for their skill assessment," I say placing my hand on my office door. 

"Boss.."

"What now," I sigh. 

"WE got a new line up of females ready to be evaluated by you," another approaches me. 

"Ain't nothing like fresh street pussy to get ya dick wet," I joke following him.