The Real Boss

Chapter 21- The Plan

YES THIS IS A VERY SHORT CHAPTER ITS JUST A LITTLE SOMETHING

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 Daniel had his lavish home filled with goons to come up with a plan to save his ex girlfriends twin sister from being killed and he had to think fast. It wasn't that he had a sexual relationship with her or had intimate feelings for her it was simply guilty conscience, had he not talked her into trying to do a "harmless abduction" on her twin sister she wouldn't be somewhere in a warehouse probably beaten half to death . He never told her the real reason why he wanted the set up in the first place and planned to keep it that way, because the feelings that he was feeling for Cashmire at the time were put to the side and he was focusing on saving Yasmine's life, which was the least he could do.

  In his house right now was a range of different criminals, Felons, drug dealers, corner boys, skilled killers, knuckle heads wanting to earn respect from the 'hood druglord, looking to make a name for themselves in the streets or just catch their first body..

"I been waiting ta put a hole in a muthafucka! " The young boy Rell who didn't look a year over 17 boosted eyeing all the guns around the lavish house.

"Na, Young Buck that'll put your eye out right there." The old head Jack said schooling the kid "That there is a Benelli Supernova Tactical Pump Shotgun, you need something like this for yo body size" he pointed to the Springfield Armory XD Mod.2 Sub-Compact-Semi Automatic pistol "It's kinda small in size but does just as much damage as the big shit, kinda like you." he added to help the boys ego.

"He'll yea! Y'all niggas might as well start called me Springfield Armory then!" He smiled from cheek to cheek picking up the gun pretending to shoot it.

"I feel that shit yo, I been waiting lay busters out!

"Man yo ass ain't gone do shit but shoot yo dick off!" Somebody clowned him.

"Ight, y'all see when y'all see me laying niggas out like the black James Bonds...... Stoney Bonds" Everybody started laughing at the goofy knuckle head Stoney. Stoney was well liked in the neighborhood for his goofy demeanor and handsome looks at age 19 he was standing at 6'2 1/2 feet tall and still growing, hazel-green eyes, smooth pecan brown skin, wavy hair and braces that he kept in different colors .He had gotten into plenty of fights with niggas who thoughts that because he was goofy and well liked that they could take him and he proved them wrong every time. Stoney had told DJ that he wanted to catch his first body  which was true but also because he had the biggest crush one Yasmine on many different occasions he had came to the club and tipped her for a dance or made it rain with his hard earned money, but to him it was the money well spent on her.

"Y'all niggas done goofing around so we can get down to business." Daniel was entertained by the house full of niggas but knew it wasn't joking matter. "So this what we gone do."

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   On the other side of town was it something different, Marcello was different person.

"We need to start thinking about wedding dates." His fiancée stated.

"It can be whenever you want, love." Marcello said kissing his fiancée, getting ready for bed. people looked at him like he was a monster for many ways, including torturing her twin. In his eyes he was protecting the broken and somewhat weak young woman, Yasmine had beaten her up numerous of times but the little deal she had with Daniel was the icing on the cake for Marcello. Cashmire wouldn't or couldn't stand up for herself so he decided he would stand up for her and be the other half that she wanted to be; Ferocious.

"Valentines Day" she smiled

"You're such a cliché  he chuckled

"Ohh, and I want it at the beach, no wait I want it like in the hotel that looks like the house in The Great Gatsby and I want people on the ceiling dressed like angels with halo's, oh yea and..." Cashmire started naming ideas for 20 minutes tiring herself out, but Marcello didn't mind she had his undivided attention.

"I'll tell you the rest tomorrow " Cashmire yawned wrapping her arms around him falling asleep instantly.

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 Marcus sat outside the warehouse in his truck in deep thought he knew what he did was the ultimate betrayal and it was no turning back. He didn't have a choice his life and his families life would've been put at stake had he not complied to Marcello's demand.

  He pulled out his weed that was laced with Angel Dust or known as PCP and took a long drag from it. "Fuck" he shouted coughing. The more pulls he took from the drugs the higher he became and the more his mind begin to wonder. The drug mellowed his mind and took away some of the thoughts he was having but he felt he could get higher and feel better he pulled out the white substances in a small baggie.

 He exited his car and made his way to the warehouse. And there she was her once smooth Hersey brown skin was now a ashy dark, she was a little on thick side but he could see she had lost some weight, He could barely see he stomach moving up and down breathing. She was giving up the fight and everybody there could see it.

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