~new bitch~

Chapter 4

Jaques pov~

Wassuh I'm Jaques king. I'm a king pin with my nigga Chris. I'm 6'4 and light skin. I'm tatted up from my neck down. I have brown eyes and a lil temp fade with curly hair at the top. Shit a nigga fine if I do say so myself *smirking*

Anyways I woke up and felt beside me but i didn't feel jasmine. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to do my hygiene things. 40 minutes later I stepped out and threw on a pair of boxers ad gym shorts.

I walked down stairs making my way to the kitchen and smelled food. I peeked around the corner and saw jasmine in another sports bra and spandex. I guess she was already in the shower.

I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist. And put my face in the crook of her neck. "Smells good baby" I told her kissing her neck. "Thank you and I'm not your baby" she said rolling her eyes. I smacked her ass hard fa rolling her eyes and told her "but you wanna be". i heard her whimper from my hard hit and she said "ouch nigga. And don't flatter ya self". 

I tried to see what she was cookin but she smacked my hands away and made me go sit down. When she came to the table she had a plate with cheese eggs, cheese grits, bacon, sausage, pancakes, hash browns, a bowl of fruit, potatoes, and steak.

My baby threw down. Yes I said my baby cause she is she just don't know it yet.

We said grace and started eating. "Damn baby this good as fuck" i told her. "Thank you ad boy I'm not ya baby" she said. "Not yet but you will be" i said smirking. "Yea ok whatever" she said back.

"You wanna go to the mall baby" i asked. "Yea lemme get dressed" she said not saying anything this time about me calling her baby.

We finished eating and went to get dressed.  I went to my closet and pulled out a black shirt with "Kíñg on it , camo joggers, and my bred 11. I put that on and went to my mirror on my dresser and put in my gold bottom grill. Then put on two gold chains and a Rolex.

I looked back jasmine to see if she was ready. She had on the same thing I did except she only had on one gold chain a sloppy bun thing y'all girls be wearin and her shirt said "Quëën".

"Tryna match papi flow huh?" She said. I laughed and said "baby I'm the daddy I'm grown. if anything you was matching me" she laughed showing her gold bottom grill and said "let's go fool".

We walked out to my garage tryna decide what car to take. "Which one baby" I asked. "The black lambo" she replied. I grabbed the keys to the car and jogged to her side opening her door for her. I put it on child lock so when we get there she don't try to open it." Your so childish" I heard her mumble. "What was that ? " "Nothing" "thought so. don't make me fuck you up jasmine" I told her. She just huffed and looked the other way.

I shut her door and jogged to my side. Hopped in and pulled out.

Jasmine cut my radio up and I looked at her crazy and she asked what. "That's a good way to get fucked up in this bitch touchin my shit. Remember what you said. Don't touch my shit cause you ain't pay for this shit and you'll get fucked up in this shit" I said laughin hard.

She looked at me and continues to sing I didn't bother her this time.

This one goes out to all sides world wide

Let that play ass nigga thumping be ya guide

As we gone on a ride an players and hood niggas thrive

And lame ma fuckas can barely survive.

Catch me Rollin through the city.
Ridin with the top off