AN: DOUBLE MFNNN UPLOADDD 🤹🏽♂️
Every storm runs out of rain,
just like every dark night turns into day.
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PREVIOUSLY ON 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦: Chapter 33...
"What's the plan?" Sania asked.
"I think we should-"
She was interrupted by a knife being jammed through the door.
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Kian Saylore Jones / Peanut
8:56 P.M
Miami, Florida
We all backed away from the door.
"Momma ain raise no bitch" Sariyah said grabbing her pistol from her pants.
"Y-you g-g-gon s-shoot her?" I asked.
"No papa" She said calmly.
Kiare broke the door down and charged at me.
Sariyah ran and tackled her before she could get to me.
"Chill out Kiare what the fuck is your problem?" She asked.
She dragged the knife down her side and Sariyah stared at her nonchalantly.
"Did you forget that I was into that?" She smiled.
Nasty ass girl.
Kiare stuck the knife deep into her side.
"I- okay.. I know you're kinky but that was a bit much, even for you" She groaned.
Sariyah took the pistol and knocked her out with it.
"You okay mama?" I asked.
"Me? I'm great" She smiled.
"You just got stabbed- how-" I sat back down feeling my head start hurting.
"Anyways, help me tie her up to the bed"
I helped her and we made sure that she was secure.
"Mama let me patch you up" I said.
I took her to the bathroom and fixed up her wound.
She was nonchalant the whole time.
"Pain makes me so horny.." She frowned.
