Daddy's Little Girl

c h a p t e r 3

 (Maurice:) 

“Aight, ya’ll can have the rest of the night off. I’ll see ya’ll in the morning.” I said to my workers, as I exhaled smoke rings thru my lips. It was bout ten o’clock, and I was ready to leave.

“Aight, boss.” One by one my niggas dapped me up, and eventually only leaving me, Nino, and the two female workers in the room.

“Nigga, you R.A.F.” Nino said, as he counted money with the bitch who was sitting on his lap. I just nodded and passed the bitch who was sitting on my lap the blunt. I knew that I’m rich as fuck, but I’m slick tired of it. I want out of the fast life, thug life, drug life, rock life that I do every night. If you really think about it, it gets boring. I mean, not the money, shit I’d like to have money for days, but the pressure and stress living this life puts on ya’. Every day you gotta constantly count money, fuck bitches, bag weed, and make sure you keep your life. Being a kingpin, you gotta watch out everywhere you go. People from different sides of the city be at yo’ spot, tryna catch you slippin’. I got a basketball career, and a mama to attend to before I ever get caught slippin’. That just ain’t something I’m tryna live fa’.

“I know what you want, boss.” Nino said, looking up at me and smiling.

“You sound suspect as fuck, what you talmbout, bruv?” I asked him after I released a small chuckle.

“You want out.” He simply said. See, I know Nino like I know the back of my hand. He my blood, my brother. He know when I’m mad, upset, aggravated, happy as hell, then this nigga got the power to seep in my mind and figure out what I’m thanking. That’s how close my bond is with my brother.

“Fuck you talmbout? Nah, I don’t.” I lied thru my teeth, “I’m rich as hell and young as fuck. Ain’t finna let this shit go no time soon.”

“Whateva nigga, you frontin’ like hell. You might as well quit all this shit and marry Paris thick ass.” He said, laughing and rubberbanding a stack of money.

“Naw, bruv. Paris my damn sister, ain’t finna wife ha’. Ain’t tryna commit to no female when I got hoes.” I said, gripping the ass of the bitch who was sitting in my lap.

Nino patted the ass of the bitch who was sitting in his lap for her to get up. He gave her the stacks of money and she left out of the room to go put it in the money safe. “That’s what you sayin’ nie, but just wait a couple years… shit, probably months, she the one gon’ be having yo’ seed. If not you, then shit… I’ll get on her ass quick as fuck.”

“Shut the hell up, Nino. You talk too much.”

“See, yo’ ass getting offended. Told you that girl do some to ya’. But, I’m finna go… I got a bad bitch at the house.” He said, standing up and dapping me up.

“Aight, bruv. Fuck with me later.” I said as he nodded and left out the door. I lay back for a while before I decide to go bother Paris since I ain’t seen her ass in a week or so.

I pat the bitch that was sitting on me to get up, and I got up afterwards, pulling up my sagging jeans. “Make sure you tell Lola to lock this place up.” I said, making my way towards the door.

“Wait, daddy. Why you in a hurry?” I heard, and then the bitch who was sitting in my lap turned me around. I ain’t get a chance to really look at her, but shit I’m glad I did. Not only did she have a fat ass, but she was a pretty ass Rican bitch. I don’t even remember hiring her. 

“You must need something?” I asked, turning around and licking my lips at her. She smiled and got on her knees in front of me. “Nah, I WANT something.”