Chapter Four: Money Aint A Thang

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CHAPTER FOUR: MONEY AINT A THANG

DICE

shit gets real, the money,these hoes. . . everything. i closed the 60k deal in miami, and i should be celebrating, but i have other issues.

i laid in my cali king bed as two women i met from the night before laid on my left and right.

pussy was good but these hoes gotta go. i lit up a cigar, thinking of how i owe the biggest drug dealer in atlanta

5mil mfs think i have that kinda money but i dont not yet atleast. and i dont know how im gonna get this cash before the deadline but i gotta do sumthin or im dead fasho.

i shook thing one and thing two as they awoke and streched. "hey baby round two?" i laughed as the other girl smiled. they were two braziliann bitches,

miami has the baddest hoes period. thats exactly why i had to cop me a crib out here. "naw actually , yal need to bounce... i got shit to do" i relplied. "call us later?" .. "yea later?" they both questioned right after one another.

"yea whatever, just hurry up" i brushed them off ,and they beganed to pick up their belongings. "get you some manners" one said before leaving out. i laughed to myself while locking the door behind them. a bitch fuck the first night and tell you to get some manners, bitch where is yours?

i sat in the mirror looking at my reflection as i pulled out my stash full of weed,mollys,and the finest cane.

i did two lines. a lil shorty from around the way introduced me, and i fell in love with the high. my phone went off as adriana a girl i fucked from time to time continue to blow me "yo!" i answerd with a fools rush in. " i been callin and callin you, heard you was in miami, open the door!" " what?,

yo adriana im busy , and i dont know how you know where my spot is" i spoke feeling a fools rush in. i began to hear banging as adriana hung up in my face.

i sung the door open as she stood before me in a trench coat in 90° weather. adriana had physcological issues this bitch knew my every move all the time, i was starting think she was working for the feds.

she pulled her natural long hair out of the pony tail , she was 5'7 sexy long legs and brown tone skin. all my hoes looked different and i dont discriminate.

i pulled her by her arm and slammed the door behind her. "stop doing that shit,where you think you can just pop up adriana" she carressed my face dropping her coat. exposing her sexy ass body . we both knew she won this battle. "did you miss me... or?"

she said pushing me down on the funiture and sitting on top of me. "yo how did find out where i stayed, i dont like that stalker shit" i complained.

i pushed her off me. she was starting to fuck up my high. "what the hell you never complain any other time!" she yelled following me to my stash as i did two more lines. "its startin to get creepy, i dont know how much longer i can trust you"

adriana exhaled. "dice you aint nobody to stalk, besides i just want some sex girl, so are you gonna snort your life away or what?"

she said smartly. i didnt understand her , you gotta follow a nigga all the way out here, just to get some? having these hoes head gone was an extra job for myself.

i met adriana at my first grand opening we been fucking for three years straight, over the years she gets worse and worse. she is beautiful, but that mouth had me thinking otherwise. she yapped until her tounge split. "i cant help you today, this early at 8am. . . i dont feel like all that" i told her as i hid my stash. she huffed and puffed switching her ass towards my bed. "dice you never turn me down" she said as she played with her titties rubbing her nipples and licking her lips. she was right i never turned her down at all, she had the goods. but im higher than a muthfucka and all i really wanted was a shot of vodka

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