Flames Of Love

*Daron*

Yo , what the fxck was I thinking ? Fxckin that bxtch raw . I should have been more careful . Daron talked to himself as he drove to make a stop at Big Red . He punched the steering wheel so hard you would think he broke it .  No , I should have never cheated in the first place . What the hell was I thinking then ? I'm a dumb ass nigga .

He shook out of his thoughts as he pulled into the private parking lot of his company . At that moment he reached in his glove compartment and pulled out a fat already rolled blunt . He lit it , leaned back in his chair , and smoked about half of it . Once he was done , he got out the car and headed toward the glass doors of the building . There was an empty desk through the doors and Daron remembered how he first met Jinae and smiled to himself . They didn't hire another secretary after that because with the business they do behind those big red doors ? It was too risky to even have someone working on the outside .

He opened the huge doors and entered . Standing in front of him was an elevator . He hopped on and proceeded to floor 6 . As he exited the elevator he was greeted by a huge man . Handsome , but very large . You would think he needed to be placed on WWE . "Yo , Wassup Tim" They dapped each other up .

"Congratulations homie . You got a baby girl now init" Tim's voice was very deep . "What's her name ?" He asked . "Any day now , she ain't here yet though . She's stubborn like her Mama . And no , we haven't named her yet . Jinae says a name will come to her mind when she sees her face for the first time . Weird , but I let her have her way ." They headed down a white hallway , halfway through the lights got dimmer . "That's wassup". They stood in front of a wall as they reached the end of the hall . Slowly but surely the wall started to detach , leading to a door . They walked in as the wall closed up behind them .

"Naw man please ! I swear !" Their attention instantly went to the middle of the room where a guy was hanging upside down by a rope , hands tied behind his back . By the looks of the blood and bruises , you could tell he's been there a while and beaten a while too . There , holding a whip in his hand , was a man about six feet tall with dreads disgustingly looking at him . "So who sent you to kill me nigga ?" He chuckled at the battered man . "Please don't kill me !! It was a bald nigga . He never gave me his name ! Just paid me $900,000 to take you out !! I have a family man ! Please !" The  guy with the dreads pulled a chair from a table and grabbed a cigar from it and lit it . As he took a puff he said in a calm voice . "Nigga didn't send you to kill me . And he didn't give you his name because he knew you wouldn't succeed or you'd squeal like a lil BXTCH nigga" He laughed .

"Jones is absolutely right ." Daron stated from across the room . He walked to the body and easily pulled out his gun , with out anyone seeing . "Wassup D ?" Jones said "Caught this nigga following me and tried to take me out , but I was too smart . I had Reggie following him while he was following me . Dumb nigga" He said with a laugh .

"I swear , I only did - !" The tortured guy tried to plea but was interrupted by the bud of a gun "Shut up !!" Daron spat . The room fell silent .

"How they gonna try to take out some hitmen ?" Jones laughed . The room laughed.  Everyone but Daron .

"He was a message" Daron said with the gun on the guys skull , and with that he pulled the trigger ...