Just What I Am.

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Rakim's POV:

I got everybody ready around 10.

Yams and Ferg brought over Nicole and Kiaura. They're coming to distract, and I guess teach Hannah how to.

We got to the other side of town, and entered the hotel. Of course we get the pint house on the top floor. What else would my niggas and I get?

Hannah's POV:

The whole time we were in the elevator, I could feel those bitches stares right at the back of my head. Why the hell are they here? They didn't even look like they were here for business. Wait... Those are the strippers Ferg and Q took in. Holy shit. Girls fucking hate me.

Finally got to the room. Rakim went big with it too. As soon as you walk in there's a huge ass kitchen with dark counter tops. The living room had a long bleach white couch with purple blankets on the top. The tv was hung up on the wall. The walls were a tan color.

Rakim pointed to a door looking at me. I grabbed my bag and ran in there. It was so perfect! The walls were lavender, and the bed was all white with black pillows. I dove onto the bed and pulled out my clothes.

Rakim walked in laughing, "I'm guessing you like the room." He turned on the tv and sat on the bed.

"I love it. This might sound crazy but all I wanna do right now is drink some codeine and dance."

"Ha, it's probably cause everything is purple in here." He smirked.

"Haha well should I get ready?" He sat up.

"Um Nicole and Kiaura gonna come in here and help ya get ready and tell you the plan." Fuck.

"Okay... Imma get dressed, tell them to come on in.

I grabbed the tightest dress I brought out of my bag. It was a strapless white Michael khors dress that stopped right under my butt.

I put my diamond incrusted teeth in my bottom row. Grabbed my six inch coach heels, and slipped them on.

While rubbing some red lipstick onto my lips, Kiaura walked in.

"Oh hey, I was just starting my makeup" I jumped up from the seat in the bathroom connected to our room.

"No problem." She sat on the bed, and watched me step onto the carpet. "Wow you look... Great. I can see why Rakim let you join so fast."

"What does that mean?" I smiled waiting for her response.

"Well, you know. He doesn't keep girls. I'm mean fuck, it took him a year just to let Q bring me back here." She got up and grabbed some mascara. "Here, blink."

She did the makeup on my eyes. We sat there and talked for a while. And Nicole came in. "Are you done yet Kiaura?"

"Yeah almost!"

Kiaura told me she was born in Jamaica. She was really skinny with curves all down her body. Her ass was really flat, but her huge boobs made up for it. Her hair stopped right at her shoulders, she flat ironed it.

Nicole was pretty too, but also a total bitch. She won't even look at me, and the only time she comes to my room is when she's asking for Kiaura.

"Everybody it's time!" Rakim shouted.

I looked at Kiaura. "What's the plan?"

"Just follow our lead. Since you look the best tonight, you'll probably get the leader." I looked at her confused. "We have to distract while the boys steal their shit."

Yes! This is gonna be so easy! I do this all the time. Flirting and leading on guys is one of my best skills.

We stepped out the door and Rakim dropped his cigar on the black rug.

"Holy fuck mama. Think you over did it?"

"We'll it's important that they're attracted to me." He just looked up and down blinking. Kiaura pulled me with her into the kitchen.

"Don't worry bout him. He's just jealous some nigga gets to touch you the way he wants to tonight." She smiled handing me a purse.

Nicole came in the kitchen, "Now keep this purse with you at all times. It has has a microphone so Rakim and Yams can hear everything around you. Also put this in your ear." She handed me this little skin colored circle.

I laid it in my ear, and they double checked the sound.

"Let's go!"