"give me the money, or ill take her,"
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in which a drug lord threatens his rival for the money that his rival owes, or he takes the most important thing from his rival-his sister.
lower case intended.
idea from Logic- Gang Related
I looked at Derek, who was focusing on the road ahead. "I dont know why I have to go to this stupid thing," I said, crossing my arms. "Because, I cant leave you at home by yourself. Not gonna happen. Besides, I need a date," he smiled. "You know Khloe wouldve loved to go," I said. "Khloe does everything with me. Wouldnt want you to feel unloved," he said, placing his hand on my thigh. "Trust me, I feel loved," I said. I pulled down the visor, looking in the mirror. I sighed as the hickey Derek gave me was very large and purple. I grabbed my purse, digging out my concealer. I applied some to the hickey, hearing Derek chuckle. I blended it out. "Still noticeable. Un-fucking believeable," I groaned. "No sense in hiding it babygirl. At least everyone will know your mine," He said, looking over at me for a quick second, then facing the road again. "Yeah yeah. But still, it makes me feel trashy," I said, closing the visor, and pulling up my dress top.
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We walked into the large house, classical music playing. There were men everywhere. Sexy ones, weird looking ones, big butt ones, muscular ones, skinny ones, big ones. Whatever kind you can think of, is here. "How come Im the only female in sight, Derek?" I whispered as a man around 40 approached us. "Mr. Luh. Nice to finally see you at our gathering," the man smiled. "And you've brought someone?" He said, looking at me. Derek licked his lips, getting ready to speak. "Mrs. Maloley, what a coincedince. I figured youd come around to the right people," he smiled. I blushed, not wanting to speak. "Dad, stop hitting on her. Shes 23, your 59," Derek sighed, wrapping his arm tightly around my waist. "Mr. Luh, nice to meet you," I smiled, sticking my hand out for him to shake. He shook it, returning the smile. My manicured fingers grazed across his hand, causing him to jerk it back quickly. "Well, enjoy yourselves. Theres some butlers around here carrying plates of food, and some champagne. We'll be talking in twenty minutes," Dereks dad dismissed, walking away. "Shit, he's scary," I said, breathing. "You have no idea baby girl. No idea," he chuckled.
"So, in proposal, we raid the west end of California for one thing, and one thing only; Ty Alexandar," a tall, good-looking man said. Goosebumps formed on my arms and legs. I have to warn Ty and Nate. I have to warn everyone. I thought, my palms beginning to get sweaty. There were claps around the room, causing everyone to clap. I clapped along slowly, stopping after two claps. Everyone walked around, greeting people. "Can we leave? Im not feeling well, Derek," I whispered into his ear. "Yeah, baby. Lets go," he said. We walked outside, the fresh, cool air feeling amazing against my warm skin. Derek told the valet which car was his, and gave him the keys. Soon, the valet pulled up with his car. The man hurridley got out and jogged over to my side. He opened the door for me. "Thank you, have a good night," I said, getting in. "You too, madam," he smiled, shutting the door. Derek sped off, heading home. "Do you need any medicine?" He asked, looking at me. "No. I just think it was the champagne," I said, resting my head against the back of my seat. Derek place his arm on the console. I slid my hand over there, grabbing his hand in mine. We laced our fingers together, silently driving home.
