Okay yall the reason it took so long was because I really didn't feel like typing up the chapter and I really couldn't think of anything good so I'm skip a couple days. I'm sorry for the long wait two weeks I think , so yeah im sorry and hope yall still into the book.
Can someone make me a fan club lol i really want one '.' any takers hmu on kik or wattpad inbox or email every contact is in my profile.
*Hakeem* (Week Later)
"As you all know my baby girl ,my pride and joy, and life was shot and I can't let that shit slide that easy"I announced as I over looked my workers. I know what yall thinking I thought this sexy as nigga quit the game but let me tell you some a true thug never quits his real love the streets you either die or be killed out just a known fact.
"So boss how you want us to go about the situation" my new recruit Marcel asked.
"Well first I'm need you to keep an eye on her at school and shit get close, but not to close because I will kill you"I told Marcel.
He nodded his head and continued to listen.
"Alright pooh I'm need to get out on the streets keep ya ears open listen and report any and everything you hear don't leave out a single detail got it" I asked.
He did a simple head nod letting me know he understood.
"The rest of yall keep working selling my products making money because if I don't get paid I don't be happy and when im not happy shit not gone end well everyone dismissed get back to work" I said before they all scattered back to there work stations .
"Aye Marcel let me holla at you for a second" I called Marcel over.
"What up" he asked.
"here take this" I handed him a black card.
"What you want me to do with this" he asked.
"If shit get outta hand I need you to take my kids and wife to some place safe anywhere but here" I said.
"And you trusting me with that you sure you not gone ask somebody like snoop or some" he asked as if he wasn't sure.
"Yes nigga if I didn't think you could handle it I wouldn't be asking yo ass now get out my sight" I said as I turned and walked off heading back to my office to count some money.
I'm glad I finally got my shit back up so i could get out the store shit was starting to get heavy and I couldn't have niggas busting in my store when I got my family up in there.
*Jayleigh*
"Mason" I shouted as I rung the bell my mom got me a couple days ago. Having my arm in this cask is really starting to have good affects on life people waiting on my hand and foot I could kinda get use to this. Maybe it is a good thing to sometimes take time for your self and just rest.
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Real Love With A Thug Book 3 (Real Love With A Thug Series)(COMPLETED)
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