Night Before Dawn

5. Potential

"For under the circumstances that we met you sure trusted me easily." Asia commented as she sunk into the wraith's back seat leathered cushions.

Still tense, my back sat up tall and firm. No matter how cozy these seats are, this whole dilemma was unusual.

Asia's caramel eyes suddenly focused on my chocolate ones and she softly smirked.

"You must trust strangers often, huh?" she seductively questioned me with a straight but warm face.

The way this girl had me at the edge of her acrylic french tips without even touching me, Asia knew she was pressure. 

"Only the pretty ones." I attempted to say swiftly but my nerves were completely wrecked.

Asia giggled before swooping her heart shaped bang behind her ear. The way things were going I forgot that her driver was present in the passenger. 

"You know, men like you are the first to get lined. If you're gonna work for me, first things first never trust any woman especially the pretty ones." She puckered out her black and brown blended lips while applying lip gloss. 

Suddenly the car's indoor lights turned off and what was left of nothing but streetlight, and moonlight shined on her clear yellow bone skin. I could ask so many questions about that last statement or whatever she was trying to imply. However, all I wanted was to just soak up in her presence.

"You don't have to be so nervous around me, Jamar." 

The way she softly spoke my name it felt as if I was embraced in cool silk bed sheets. Matter of fact the way she said anything turned me on. Her voice was coated with gold. 

She narrowed her eyes; I can tell she was growing impatient with my silence, but I was so mesmerized by her beauty. 

"Look nigga, let's cut straight to it. Keep it a bean I just want you to listen and after I say my piece let me know your answer!" She directed angrily. 

Ok so she's short fused, noted.

She rolled her eyes while putting her lip gloss back into her Steve Madden purse. I don't know what she's about to tell me, maybe she's the daughter of some rich mafia boss. Possibly not that because there aren't mafias in Philly, only gangs and niggas who like too backdoor. She sucked her teeth while I tried to conclude the reason why this meeting was taking place.

"Jamar, the reason why you're here is because I need you like you need me... I know you work at a job that's barely paying you."

My eyebrow rose 

"Need me? Wait no, how do you even know about my job?"

"Jamar, although I was not the one who directly sent you the 1k my business partner did. I know you struggle, I seen you work at that McDonald's dealing with nothing but fat angry bitches, and I know your manager she's a bitch."

 Asia went from being suggestive to directly real. Although this woman just flat out admitted to stalking me, I desired to know more of what she was on about. Asia broke eye contact to face the lifeless intersection.

"Jamar, I want you to help me with my empire. I know it sounds scary but I know you got potential to be the toughest dealer. Other niggas run they mouth and get high off of not their supply but my supply-"

"Excuse me? Your empire? Asia the fuck is you even saying."

She quietly chuckled under her breath before saying a sentence I'll never forget.

"Nigga, put two and two together I'm a Queen pin and I want you working for me."

My eyes and mouth swung open, the same shit that took Mir down the wrong path was now presenting itself to me. How did I even get myself in this bullshit? My streets-smarts suddenly flushed out as I grew angered.

"I don't know what the fuck you think of me and who I am, but I'll get this whole shit blown-"

Before I could even finish my sentence. The driver flashed his gun, and Asia flashed her pink glock.

"Blow up what? I know you have a family Jamar be careful about who you tell when, what, where and why too, Nigga. Now shut the fuck up, I like my niggas quiet when I talk."

I bit my tongue in response to her disrespectful yet grand gesture. Asia saw the anger in my eyes and smirked before leaning in and pecking me on the cheek. While her glossy lips left a mark on my cold face, I felt myself grow erect. I pulled myself back, I never lacked self-control but all of this was strange.

"We got off on the wrong foot handsome, I'm sorry." She spoke softly while her hand grazed itself over my ragged-up puffer coat. I remained silent before she smiled at me. 

"There's a lot to know about me, the biggest thing I want you to ever know about me is..." Her hand suddenly caressed my jawline and staring into her deep mocha eyes I know I could submit to her. Not even Nia could make me this weak. 

"Don't ever cross me and we'll forever be on the best of terms." She leaned in closer, inches away from my face. We were so close I could hear the way she breathed.

"Yes ma'am." I uttered in submission.

She smiled and before I knew it, she drove me back to North Philly with her final words being.

"Think hard Jamar, but I don't like waiting. Stay safe and if you ever rat remember what I told you, chocolate drop." She smirked before pulling off into the cold winter night.