Partner In Crime

Bitch Better Have My Money

"You got my money or nah?" I asked with obvious irritation in my voice. This bitch been owing me money for about 2 months. If she think I'm playing she got life all the way fucked up.

"Bri p-please just give me one more week, I-I promise I'll have it." She stuttered with fear.

"Alright hoe, I'm not playing with you." I was feeling a little nice today so I let her have one more week.

Anybody who knows me knows I don't play about my money.

I walked out the the warehouse and got in my car. I owned a matte olive green Mercedes G63. It was my favorite out of all my cars. I had to go to my store to check up on business and do some paperwork.

I own a clothing store called 'Euphoria.' I design my own clothes and have people create them. I just opened it up 2 years ago and it was extremely successful. I sold men's, women's, and children's clothing and accessories.

It's my most important asset and I put a lot of work into my store. I use the store as a legal disguise for all the money that I have. Since I am the most successful female drug lord in the LA area, I know the feds are aware of who I am.

I used to date a drug dealer. Me and him were like Bonnie and Clyde. We stained bricks and hit licks together. I was his ride or die bitch. But he left me for some clown bitch.

When we were dating he gave me massive amounts of money and I put it towards my store. Now that it's up and running I'm making my own shit.

I walked into my store and I saw a few customers and one girl at the register, her name was Candice. I hired her recently and she had been doing a good ass job.

"Hey Candice" I spoke to her before I almost got to my office.

"Hey boss, um can I take a personal call real quick? My baby daddy in the hospital.." She said while worriedly biting her fingernails.

"Now Candice you know the rules, where's Keisha why can't she cover for you?" I said to her. No personal calls were supposed to be made while on the job, but since it seemed like it was really bothering her so I let her. But what I really want to know is where the hell is Keisha at?

"Um... She called in sick today.." Candice explained. I sighed. This was Keisha's third time calling in sick this week and I was going to have a talk with her cause we don't do that shit at my store.

"Okay go take your personal call I'll work the register until you're done." Candice went to the back and made her phone call as I waited to help a customer.

After about ten minutes of waiting a handsome man approached me with a hand full of clothing. He was gorgeous. He stood at about 6'2 he was light skin with full pink lips. He had arms decorated in many tattoos. His hair was perfectly tapered on each side and he had is curls styled up in to a box. His jawline was chiseled to perfection. Lord, he was stunning to me.

As he got closer I got myself under control ready to help him check out.

"Find everything okay?" I asked playing the concerned clerk role.

"Yeah" He said while eyeing me down and licking his lips as he waited for me to tell him his total.

"That's good. Your total comes to $455.60" I said with a smile. He bought a lot of stuff, but what stood out to me was the bra and panties set. So I assumed he had a girlfriend or a wife. After him handing me his black card, I also assumed he had money. I folded his items and put them in a bag.

"Have a good day sir." I said smiling waiting for him to leave, but he stood for a while longer. "Is there something else you needed sir?" I said confused, but unbothered by his presence.