Ricky stood in his big office while quietly smoking from his pipe, looking at a million dollar painting that hung from his wall.
"I needa get you repainted baby" Ricky said, tracing around the painted women's body, also seeing that it was peeling.
He took another hit from his pipe as he turned away from the art and went over to sit in his cozy chair made from bear fur.
A light knock was heard from the other side of his giant doors, snapping out of his thoughts.
"Come in" Ricky said, turning his full attention to the doorway.
"Wassup boss I heard you needed me for something urgent" His worker by the name of Lontrell said, walking up to Ricky's desk.
"Yeah ima need you to sit down for this" Ricky said putting his pipe down and folding his hands up on the table.
"So my daughter is coming down from New York to vist for 3 months" Ricky started off as Lontrell nodded his head.
Lontrell hadn't seen Ricky this serious all year so he knew this was very important.
"And if Durk and his boys find that out then my daughter is going to have a target on her back" Ricky stood up from his chair "So can I trust you to keep my babygirl safe?".
"Yes sir" Lontrell didn't hesitate to say also standing up from the chair he was sitting in.
"Cool cause if anything happen to my baby I swear to God that's yo head" Ricky pointed before sitting back down in his chair and grabbing his pipe.
"And let errybody know wassup too cause I ain't playing" Ricky said.
Lontrell nodded one more time before turning around and making his way from out of the door.
After closing the door he made his way downstairs where a couple of Ricky's best hitters were sitting "Aye listen up".
Everyone in the living room went silent, turning their full attention towards him, the laughing expressions they had disappearing to straight seriousness.
"I was just informed by bossman that his daughter will be visiting from new york and he needs us to protect her by any means" Lontrell said, getting head nods from everyone in the room.
"So with that being said we needa be on point at all times around her. understood?" Lontrell said, getting hand signals from the men that meant yes.
"Wait since when he had a daughter?" One of his friends named Charlie said.
"Nigga if you was listening before he already mentioned her at the last meeting" Lontrell smirked, shaking his head.
"Naw but on sum real shit I ain't been hearing about Durk in a minute. wassup wit dat?" Charlie said while lighting a blunt.
"This news finna come out anyway so" Lontrell shrugged "but I guess bossman sent hitters from other organizations to raid Durks biggest package warehouse last month".
"Wait so dat mean Durk out of business right?" Charlie said, raising his eyebrow.
"I mean he probably got more warehouses but he def down on the score board" Lontrell said causing everyone in the room to laugh.
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After a long day of delivering Ricky's drug packages to warehouses with the guys all throughout Atlanta Lontrell was finally making his way back home.
He swerved through traffic while blasting (Ahhh By BloodHound Lil Jeff) through the speakers of his Dodge Charger Srt.
"10 milli on me yeah this bitch it got some kick them niggas did what they did and had to pay da consequences" Lontrell rapped along to the song.
Him being to hype, he ended up speeding through a red light without noticing before he heard a cop siren.
Lontrell just chuckled cause he already knew what time it was, turning up the volume of the music and started speeding up.
"CATCH UP BITCH ASS NIGGAS" Lontrell yelled out of his rolled down window as he sped through cars.
"PULL OVER RIGHT NOW" He heard from behind him.
He was now far ahead of the cops, the sirens getting more distant by the second as he sped up to the maximum speed that the car could go.
Lontrell was low-key blew because they were never a challenge for him.
"Slow muthafuckas" Lontrell mumbled to himself before turning onto a more quiet and less traffic road.
Just as he turned onto his home street a message from Ricky flashed across his phone screen.
Ricky: ima need you to pick her up at 10:00 tomorrow from the airport
Lontrell looked at the message confused because Ricky coulda had one of his personal drivers go pick her up but here he was asking him.
Me: ight
He got out of his car, locking the doors before walking up to his big mansion, unlocking the door and entering.
"I need sum pussy" Lontrell though to himself while locking the door before making his way to his kitchen.
He unlocked his phone, going to his messages and hitting up one of his 'bussa nut' hoe's.
Me: wassup ma wyo?
Hoe🤷♂️: Heyy daddy I'm sitting at home thinking about you
Me: come ova den
Hoe🤷♂️: on my way
Lontrell smiled at how fast she texted back as if she was waiting for him to text her all day. He was used to all his women coming to him easily even after he do them dirty.
THANK YALL FOR READING
this was just to ease yall in and let yall know what was up
Everything will start falling in place in the upcoming chapters
