Jhay'quan POV:
I watch her walk away her ass swaying side to side and couldn't help but think damn she fine. I place the pizza she chose in my cart and headed to the cash register. I payed for my items and headed toward my truck loading everything into the trunk. I went to the driver side feeling someone watching me. I look around not noticing anything or anyone suspicious. I got in the the car and started it pulling out of the parking lot. I turn on the radio letting Lil Wayne latest song blast through the speakers. I stop at a red light and picked up my buzzing phone.
"Talk to me."
"Uh Jhay man. We found him." my worker Tyrone announced.
"Ight I'm on my way."
"The third one." he said referring to the 3rd trap house.
"Ight." I made a U-turn in the middle of the street not giving a fuck 'bout the red light or the ticket that should soon be coming.
A few minutes later I park in front of the building and jogged to the front door.
I opened the door and check the street before closing it. I walk into the room seeing every body there except for D.
"Where's D?"
"He said he had some shit to handle so he couldn't make it right away," Terrance said.
"Ight. What y'all found."
"Well we found that he started with this new business that's across town," one of my low key workers said. "And we also found that he plan on meeting with them two weeks from now."
I walk and sat down at the couch next to him and look at the files that he was holding with the date and time. I lean back in my seat and folded my arms.
"First, we need to add to our equipments so Tyrone get on that. Second imma need y'all to be focus for the next two weeks so no baby mama or family drama." I look at every last of their faces to see if they understanding me. "I'll also be needing all y'all updates on stuff. Y'all got that?" I saw them nod their heads and got a couple of "yea man."
"Then lets go get this motherf*cka."
Shanice POV:
I woke from my afternoon nap looking at the clock to see that it's already seven o'clock. Shit. I jumped out of bed tripping over my sheets in the process. I headed to my closet and look for my outfit. Once I had that down I headed to the bathroom and took a quick 15 minutes shower. I brush my teeth and wrap my hair in a towel. I lotion my cocoa color skin and pulled on my lacy undergarments. I put a little amount of makeup and did my hair. 45 minutes I was finally done with everything. I look in the mirror at my red v-neck dress that showed most of my breast made it look bigger then it really is and stop a couple inches below my ass. With black 6 inch boots that stop mid of my thighs. And my wavy hair was straighten, cascading down my back with a full bang. My putty full lips was coated in a light pink gloss. I was looking too sexy. I headed to the kitchen and poured me a glass of wine with ten minutes to spare. I sat on my counter wishing that I could go back to bed. I couldn't help but feel like something was gonna happen tonight. My phone's ring snaps me out of my daze.
"Hello?"
"Yea girl, I'm outside."
"I'm coming." I grab my black clutch that contain my phone, keys, pepper spray, and my id. I headed out the door making sure I locked it and got inside Tracie's car.
"Hey bestie," I greeted her giving her a hug.
"Hey babe." she pulled out the parking lot and headed toward the freeway. "I think I might move."
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Trust Issues (URBAN)
General Fiction23 year old shanice Jackson had never trusted a man. From her father beating and cheating on her mother then leaving, to her grandpa and ex boyfriend raping her. As she started to give up on guys, Atl biggest thug, Jhay'quan Jordan, comes and sweep...