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𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍 is a haunting, slow burn descent into the kind of love that feels mo...
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⌖ THIS AIN'T NO BADDIES | O27. ‹ ⚜️ › ❝ you do the talking, just let me know when to swing, ight? ❞
— DECEMBER FIFTH 12:45 P.M. ᐟ
"Always say less than necessary." Jasiah quoted for Satori. She was perched on a bar stool at his island counter, her expression curious as she flipped through the pages of The 48 Laws of Power, the book left out from his morning read. He knew no text better than that one, those laws etched into his mind and damn near guiding his every move throughout this life.
As he stirred the mixture in the pot, crack cooking under the low heat of a plug in stove, he felt the familiar rhythm of the process. He usually only sold cocaine in its purity, but with most of his inventory gone, he put the skills he hadn't used since he took over this drug cartel to make what he had stretch until his new shipment arrived, stretching cocaine into crack rock.
"Elaborate please." She said with a small smile, her eyes fixed on his movements. She was trying to bridge the gap between them while her mama was still in rehab, who was surprisingly doing pretty good this go round, and her pops was out of town. This was her way of connecting with her uncle, hoping to strengthen their bond even more.
"It means keep yo' power and mystery by controlling what you reveal to other people, making sure everybody is left guessing about yo' thoughts and intentions." He explained, nodding his head as she processed these words. "Simply put, shut the fuck up so nobody can figure you out." He shrugged.
Satori tilted her head, intrigued. "How many times have you read this book? You seem to know these little laws all too well." She flipped through the pages, skimming the text, her fingers tracing the words.
"I been reading it on and off since my sophomore year in high school. Probably read the whole shit about six ... seven times. Ion know." He shrugged. "But now, I just read it lil by lil when I finally got some time to chill."
"And you really live by this?"
"Everyday." He replied with a nod. "It's powerful as fuck. It brought me to a mindset where I could dominate and really pop my shit. Everything you need to navigate through people, gain control & earn respect, it's all laid out in those pages forreal. It's an instruction manual."
