This story follows the early life of James also known by his street name Headshot or Shooter. James had an extremely rough childhood, one that turned him into the cold monster that he is today.
It also follows the early life of Brionna. Bri was a Q...
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AMELIA
__________________ JAMES P.O.V.
Hi James! She giggled touching me. She licked the side of my ear as she touched my dick.
Oh Jamesssss!
Hi James! Your all grown up now James! Dick probably feel different now don't it.
You member how I taught you how to eat coochie?! She licked my chest rubbing my dick up and down.
Sexy ass! Touch it you know you want to!
Jamesss!(she giggled.)
James! JAMES! I jumped up out my sleep as Brionna was standing over me. "Baby you okay you was having a nightmare, your sweating bullets, you okay?"
Fuck no! I'll be back! I got up and started to get dress. That shit felt to real. I grabbed my phone and keys and got up out of there. I pulled off heading down the driveway fast as hell. This the second dream I had about this bitch.
I walked in the casino and sat at the black jack table. The dealer dealed me in as I dropped $500 on the table. First had I had 21, I was up a rack already. I pulled back and played with $20.
You know how to play huh? A female asked as she sat a few seats away from me. She spoke with a sexy Jamaican accent.
Something like that! I admitted as we both broke even. She nodded her head with a smile.
I take it as you not from around here? I asked taking a sip of my drink.
Nah not at all. Just here to do business! She explained. "So what they call you here around?"
Shooter! You?
Amelia! Your just the guy I'm looking for, they always say what your looking for will always come to you.
Oh is that so? What can I do for you?
Can I buy you a drink?
Your a woman you not suppose to buy a man a drink!
You was raised right I see!
Nah I wasn't! I got up from the table and so did she as we walked to the bar.
They say your the man around town thats good with selling bricks?
Who told you that?
I was referred, let's just say!
I mean you was referred right. How many chickens you talkin?
I got about 50!
I looked at her in disbelief. "You federal?"
Not at all! Here's a key to my room. 1789 come up if your interested. She grabbed her glass and purse and walked away. A fine ass female with 50 bricks naw I definitely was interested. I gulped my drink down and picked up the room key and walked towards the elevators.
I stuck the key into the door and opened it. She sat on the couch that over looked the casino floor with her legs folded and drink in her hand. "I knew you would come!" She stood to her feet and walked over to the bed. She opened the suitcase and all these drugs sat in it.
My husband you did business with him. Well I kilt him and no one knows. He always said if he did business with outsiders it'll always be you. I'm ready to take over his empire until he's empty there's a few more where this came from. Do you wanna do business or what?
