𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭

Mo' money Mo' problems

Somewhere on the southside of Atlanta a room full of goons sat at a round table. growing more impatient by the minute because the person who had called the meeting had yet to arrive. At the moment the only thing keeping them there was their hopes of possibly receiving some good news. Recently they had been put on ice due to a few of their members being involved in a shooting at a local nightclub. The shooting had left five people injured and one person dead. They were hoping this meeting would mean the end of their lock in, so they could get back in the field. Though they were all on the same page there was one comrade amongst them that carried a serious disdain for the person in charge.

" Man, if this nigga doesn't get here within the next few minutes I'm leaving" Bolo said after glancing at the time on his phone then shoving it back into his jean pocket.

" Chill out. If he called us down here it must be for something important" Rell said.

" I don't give a fuck. I'm not about to keep waiting on him like some lil hoe. I'm a man just like he is. My time is valuable too" Bolo shot back.

He continued on with his rant while Rell and a few others tried talking some sense into him. The rest of the crew chose to wait in silence, feeling like this was nothing out of the norm for Bolo. He had been acting out since their original leader, Blue was killed about two months ago. Bolo felt a type of way because he wasn't chosen to take over in his place. He felt as though the position should have rightfully been his due to he and Blue being related. Little did he know the game doesn't work like that.

Bolo had gotten so caught up in his conversation he hadn't noticed the figure approaching the table. By the time he realized it had been too late. The same person he had been dissing was standing In Front of him. The room suddenly grew silent as everyone intimidated what would happen next. Tye, straightened his arm and allowed the large black duffle he had been carrying to fall to the floor. It landed with a loud thud.

" Don't stop on my account, " He said.

" I was just saying Blue has been gone for two months now and we still haven't found out who did it. Nigga's, is out here thinking shits sweet, and Im not gone have it. Maybe someone else more qualified should take over"

" I'm guessing you feel like that person should be you, right?" Tye said calmly.

" All I'm saying is if it was me we would have had answers. I'll paint this entire goddamn city red over my cousin. I bet somebody will speak up."

Tye chuckled at the comment. " So, that was your plan to just go out and start shooting up a bunch of innocent people at a club?"

" I saw one of them niggas Blue had beef with up in V.I.P, so me and, Rell went to see what was good. They started talking all that rah rah shit so when we got outside I showed them niggas what time it was"

Tye shook his head " See, that's the very reason why someone like you should never be in charge. You're too reckless and you don't think, which is why Blue kept you on dummy missions cause even he knew that was all you were good for. You're a shooter nigga, nothing more nothing less."

The revelation caused Bolo to leap across the table headed in Tye's direction. However he didn't make it far due to a few of the members holding him back. The entire time, Tye stood there unfazed. A part of him was hoping Bolo had made it across the table so he could lay his ass out. He was tired of Bolo's shit. He had only been in charge for a few months now and Bolo had been a big problem from day one, letting his jealousy come between their brotherhood. This was the very reason they had to check their weapons at the door. A room full of gangsters with guns is never safe. A whole lotta gang shit could pop off at any moment.

" Fuck you, Ole Chris brown looking ass, nigga. I better not catch you on the streets. You hear me!" Bolo screamed as the guards at the door eventually took over and began carrying him out.

" Good luck finding a new connect, bitch!" Tye shouted. "Anybody else wanna follow his ass out?" Everyone seemed to look around the room at the same time, trying to see if anyone would budge.

" Rell, are you sure you don't wanna follow ya man's?" Tye asked, since he and Bolo seemed to be close."

Rell scoffed as he shook his head from left to right. He had peeped the large black duffle bag Tye had come in with earlier and knew what was inside of it. He was closer to Bolo than he was with the others but he was about his bread at the end of the day, so he chose to stay.

" Alright, then, From now on, the only person who will have access to where the stash is or the connect is me. If y'all need anything, hit my line and I'll make sure what you need gets to you by a runner. It's time to make some real paper now. Y'all niggas with me?"

"Hell yeah" They all seemed to say in unison. Tye smiled slyly. They might have been making money before but he was about to take shit to a whole nother level, elevating the game for them all but first he had to start out slow. He needed to network with a few more people before he could begin flooding the streets the way he wanted.

The rest of the meeting went smoothly. Tye, let the members know that they would be re-opening their operations and moving on with a new connect. With it came better prices and products. He also introduced them to a new drug they would be pushing and provided them with samples to give out to their clients. He explained the new prices and let them know he was willing to give out one bird on consignment to start out with. The ones who went that route would need to pay him in a month. When it was all said and done only a few of them were able to buy in cash. The rest did the consignment deal, which was still ok. There were a few heavy hitters in his crew who were known to move shit quicker than others. Those men were given two birds instead of one.

After the meeting he drove home in silence as he thought back on the incident with Bolo. He had a strong feeling he was about to become a huge problem. Tye made a mental note to tighten up on security. He needed to make a move on Bolo first before he ended up falling victim to his gun. By the time he arrived home it was a little after midnight. He was completely stressed out from the day's events. All he wanted was some pussy to help ease his mind. However he and Destiny still hadn't been intimate since what happened to her. He wanted to wait until she felt comfortable but tonight he was going to try his luck. Hopefully she wouldn't push him away.

Tye walked into the dark house and headed straight for the bedroom where he knew she would be. He silently got undressed and slipped into the bed behind her. Moving in close he started kissing the back of her neck and rubbing all over her body. She stirred a little but kept her eyes closed. He reached for her panties and began pulling them down.

" Tyeee" Destiny groaned groggily.

" C'mon baby I need you tonight. I promise I'll stop if you're not feeling up to it." He said, gently rolling her over onto her back.

Tye wasted no time going down and tasting her pussy, causing her to moan out in pleasure. He wrapped his lips around her love button and sucked on it, lapping up her juices. He didn't stop until she came all over his mouth. When he was finished he came up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before diving in deep into her moistness. Destiny hollered out in pain because it had been a minute. Tye was taking out all his anger and aggression on her. Soon, he covered her lips with his as they kissed each other sloppily. Destiny moaned loudly as Tye pounded in and out of her.

" Want me to stop?" He asked between thrusts.

" Noooooo" she whined, trying to adjust to the pain and pleasure she was feeling.

" Yeah, that's my girl," He groaned.