More to Love

Trouble (De'Marios)

I dropped little mama off to school. She asked me why wasn't I going and I told her I got a business to take care of. I'll be back by lunch. She nodded, understanding. Gave me a kiss and went inside the school. I watched her until she got inside the school. Well, actually her ass. And pulled off.

She was wearing grey leggings with some black UGGS and a black jacket that said PINK on the back and the ugly ass dog or whatever they logo is on the front. Her outfit was so basic but she rocked that shit. I admire that about her. Her hair was curly and long. I told her don't put on no makeup cause shawty looks gorgeous without all that ugly shit on her face. Only makeup she had was some lip gloss on her lips.

Owwwee. Her lips? And not the first pair. Her kitten was beautiful. Not any hair on it or any razor bumps. She smelled sweet, like fruit. And she wasn't dry like them other bitches. Her moan was the main thing that drove me crazy. She wasn't too loud or too soft like she was faking that shit. Now don't get me wrong, no bitch ain't never faked with me before, but they add a little more and I know they do.

Thing is, I haven't ate nobody's pussy before. Ty'Lyla was the first one. I was surprised she let me do it in the first place big I was more surprised I did it. That I wanted to. But I'm glad I did it. It shows she trust me more. But I don't what we are. I don't want to be no fuck buddy with her. She some special. I know I'm gonna make her my wife one day. She deserves everything she wants. Jews, money, clothes, and when baby girl wants the dick, best believe Ima give it right over.

I'm over her tripping about eating her cat, I wonder what it's like to be inside. I know her shit probably nice.

I was pulling up at the trap so I had to get her off my mind. This pass week been about her and that's cool and all but I can't forget about my mistress.

The money.

I put on my Gucci shades and grabbed my nine and put it on my waist. Made sure my knife was hidden on my ankle and made my way inside. I was greeted how I usually am at the door.

Money's back bitch.

"Meeting in 5!" I yelled. I gathered all the info my niggas left on my desk and glanced at everything. I heard my door open and people walking in and sat down.

"Everything seems to be in order." I said still looking over everything. "Is there anything else? Anybody else been stealing my shit? Anymore crazy ass orders from crazy ass people?"

Everybody shook their head no.
"Good, everybody get back to work. Give me what you've made for the week and I'll give you your cuts." Everybody nodded and headed out my door, quietly shutting it.

Now I know my shit is in order, I'm happy, and Big E should be too. Ima give him my profits and he gone give me my cut. So maybe I can find something interesting to do with Toots. I think I want little mama to meet-
My door was slammed open. And then slammed shut.

There stood Rashada. Looking livid.
"Money! Where have you been? Huh? I come to this fucking place everyday waiting for your stupid ass and you don't even come no more. What's up?" She said yelling in my face, throwing her hands up in the air then put them on her hips.

I just simply looked at her like, 'I don't answer to nobody.'

That set her off, "Look here motha fucka! You not gone treat me like one of your hoes! Is it that bitch Tiger?" I gave her a confused face. "Tyler? Ty something. That little ugly bitch. Yeah I heard about her, you got caught red handed bitch-" I got up quick and my hands were around her neck.

"First of all, watch who the fuck you talking to. Do I not do you good? I give you money, I give you good dick, I let you get anything you want, and I let you hold my shit. You will respect me at all times Rashada. Don't try and talk to me like I'm a child. Second of all, you will not disrespect TY'LYLA. Get her fucking name straight. And it's not yo damn business if I was fucking with anther female. You're not my woman. You are my bitch that holds my shit and gives good head. Nothing more. Don't ever walk up in this bitch coming at me wrong or my WOMAN." She had her hands trying to pry mine off her neck. I finally let her go, and she fell on the floor gasping for air.

Then she started to cry. "What have I done? I've been good to you since DAY ONE DE'MARIO! Why must you treat me like shit." I know she didn't use my government...

I started to laugh, "You let me and my partnas run a train on you, on DAY ONE when we met. I need wifey material and baby girl that's not you. And don't use my government name in my work place. Leave. Before you piss me off."

"But Money..."

"GET THE FUCK OUT RASHADA!!!" My voice boomed through the room. She flinched, got up and ran out.

I shook my head. Silly bitches and their confused feelings. Always thinking a nigga wants they hood rat ass. I sat back down and continued looking through all the sales. By the time I was done looking through everything and giving everyone their pays, it was almost lunch. So I packed my shit, and Big E's money and was out.

I got in my BMW and put my phone on the aux, turning on some Jazmine Sullivan- Let it Burn. Don't judge me. I'm not always gangsta like or always trying be in the traps. This shit really go hard. It reminds me of Ty.

(You can play the song if you want to)

It shows exactly how I feel about her.

Love. I ain't never experienced love like this. Molly was just puppy love, the beginning. But with Toots, I feel a whole new feeling. May be because I'm older and how I handle it. I actually know what it is. Love ain't no joke man. Me and Ty aren't really together but the shit we already been through... We got this special bond type man.

I love my mama, my brothers and sisters. My niggas, and money. But none of that shit compares to Ty. I'd do anything for that girl man. Everytime I see her, she brightens my day. Her smile makes me smile. The way she talks and walks is so confident like she the baddest bitch in the world. She knows she has beauty but she's humble. I admire her.

Okay, I might not love Ty, yet. But there's something there for her. I feel protective of her and want nothing to happen to her. She will be mine.

I changed the song to get my mind off of it.

I played some Katie Got Bandz. As I was making my way to the high school, I seen some black cars following me. For a couple of blocks actually. I grabbed the money and hide it in my secret spot. I made sure I had my gun in my glove compartment. You can never be too sure.

Except for going my normal route to the high school, I made my way somewhere else. I don't know where but somewhere.

I made a quick left. And sure enough, them motha fuckas was following me. I sped up.

They sped up.

I made a sharp right and floored my shit. I looked in my rear view mirror and they was right behind me. I seen one of them pop out the window and start shooting. I'm ducking and diving, trying to dodge them bullets. But one of them hits my back window.

I grab my shit and start shooting back. It's a shoot off.

I continue to drive and shoot until one of their bullets hits my back tire and the car goes out of control. My gun flys out my hand, falling somewhere. And I just panic.

As I try to control the car, I look up and I see a tree and then black.

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It may be a little short but I've been slacking on Yall so here's the next part. I might update Monday. everybody go read my new book, Lady.

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