GHETTO TALES
If you see them, don't make eye contact. If you see them, don't say a word. If you see them...run. You don't know what you're getting into.
~2 pov's~
Capri Martin had always strived to be the perfect daughter. With a strict upbringing...
secks scenes in q's pov or pri's? 🌚 *** Q Grey From the pier, me and E dropped off the truck and picked up the Lambo at the warehouse. From the warehouse we head straight back to Ace's with exactly what nigga requested. One block a C just to prove we did the job.
My heart was pounding and about to fall outta my ass. Elijah's stupid ass just had to go and do sum stupid per usual. Gaslightin niggas into believin Ace only oaid them $18k fa something they usually get paid $25k for. We ain't been in Miami a day, ain't even know Ace an hour and this nigga was already scammin niggas and startin shit.
Had me making my daily prayer to God we wunt gone get stomped out by these niggas fa not doing exactly what they said.
Ringing on the buzzer, a few moments went by before someone answered the door. From inside the house we could hear loud music and people chattering and shit. Seemed like nigga was throwin a party. Hopefully that lightened his mood fa real before we told him what we did.
Like the first time, Michelle came to the door. She was dressed in nun but a bikini which led me to believe they was in the pool. She'd been drippin wet and the drops fell right in between them fake titties.
She couldn't be no more than 23 with the body she had. Ace had ta be ha suga daddy fo they got married a sum.
Had Eli starin and ready to risk everything. I'm sorry but Pri whole existence was betta than a pair of fake titties. That's why I wunt gettin too carried away. I really loved that girl and I was kinda mad she had this hold on me.
"What are you waiting for?" She chuckled, grabbing Eli in by his hand and pulling him through the door.
"How old is you Michelle?" I questioned.
"22." She answered, leading Eli and I inside.
"Perfect." He snickered, looking down at shawty ass as she led him around by ha hand.
I swear to God this nigga was a dog.
"Psst!" I whispered, waving my hand at him for his attention.
'What?!' He mouthed.
"Stop that shit!" I exclaimed. "She married!"
Rolling his eyes, he waved me off and continued to do what he was doin with Michelle. Fuckin idiot. I swear to God he ain't care about playin anythin safe.
Michelle led us into the back yard of the crib and I was shocked ta say the least. Shit was big as fuck. Nice too and filled with people just runnin round. Mostly hoes and people that looked similar to Ace.
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"Ace is under the gazebo with some other guys. He's waiting for you two."
"Okay cool." I huffed.
I just wanted the day ta end at this point. It was hot, I was sweaty and still in this fuck ass suit. Couldn't even enjoy the first day in Miami. But it wunt a recreational trip. More of a business one. Had to get that out of the way first.
