Profit and Mailani embark on a tumultuous journey. When their obsessive love becomes too much and Profit wants out, Mailani is ready to let him go. Then she learns the identity of his new woman, and things get complicated profit and mailani is a se...
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In so many words, Mailani was a bad bitch. You couldn't tell her she wasn't the shit. To her no other female had anything on her.
With the clock hiting 2:30am, the light went from dim to bright, letting everyone know it was time to head home. As she picked up her gold celine' clutch, the guy Mailani had been dancing with tried to push up, but she wasn's having it. Only one man had her attention tonight, so she searched the club only to find he was already gone.
"Shit" she whispered underneath her breath.
"Where are we you going now?" Mailani asked as she and her girls left out of club ICE, and welcomed the cold cool spring air.
"Cause y'all know we can't go home now. A week from now I start my new job, so all this twerking my ass in the club every night has to stop."
"Downtown" Loreal said while smiling and blowing kisses at different men as they walked by.
"But first let me go talk to one of my baes" Loreal said before she walked away.
"Oh, hell no" Mailani groaned with her arms folding across her chest, Her feet were kiling her.
"Whats wrong wit' you?" India asked.
"My feet hurt and this bitch gon' be all day, you know how she get."
"Damn, she do." her other friend Kels, joined in. "shit, you right. She better hurry up cause I'm trying to get home to my boo." He smiled devilishly as he thought about all the freaky things he wanted to do.
"Oh my god, is that all you think about?" Mailani rolled her eyes to the sky.
"Eww, don't hate cause you ain't gettin' no dick. You the crazy one, personally, I don't know how you do it. I couldn't imagine going a year and a half without getting some dick. On everything I love, I swear to God I will be somewhere in a corner shaking."
"Yo ass is stupid, and besides i haven't met anybody worth giving it to."
"Whatever." he sucked his teeth. Better you than me cause personally I couldn't do it I get sick just thinking about it "
While Mailani tried her best to ignore the fact that she hadn't been kissed, held, or touched in over a year, she noticed that the parking lot had somehow turned into an outdoor night club. The atmosphere was live. Nobody seemed to be going home. There had to be a hunderd cars ranging from Benz and Hummers riding up and down the street. Hoes of different shapes and sizes were going for a shot at being the next hustler's wife.
Mailani, on the other hand, wasn't fazed a bit by the hundred thousand dollar cars. After college, she'd landed a job writing for The Real magazine. Mailani had her own money, so how fat a niggas pockets were didn't turn her on at all.
"Who is that?" Kels stressed in great amazement.
Mailani glanced to get right and noticed that the dude she'd been eye fucking from a far had pulled up directly in front of her in an all white Audi. She had never seen anything like it. The car was breathtaking.
"He is definitely a winner", Kels whispered underneath his breath as the guy stepped out of his ride and leaned up against his hood. Kels was right, this dude was the type of man you wanted to sink your teeth into. He looked like he had the techniques to fuck up a girl's inside. The nigga was sexy as hell. Even though it was your typical hood nigga, he still was the hottest dude around. His tall muscular frame was draped in a whole Robin outfit and some black timberlands. Let's not forget that all gold Rolex on his left wrist. This dude could definitely get it. Instantly, he had Mailani's vote.
"Yo, come here! Let me holla at you for a second." He looked her right in the eyes.
"Who me?" Mailani's eyes grew wide as she pointed to her chest
"Yea, you who else you think I'm talkin' to? Come here"
Mailani's right eyebrow went into an arch, she wanted to ask him who he was talking to but thought against it, there was something about his demeanor that said he didn't play no games. Instead of getting smart, she placed her shoulders back and strutted over to him.
