Unfaithful(2)

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Egypt

"You ready to go bae " i asked Malcolm as I tied my pumas up. My bae was looking all kinds of sexy and he know it . I adored this man to be honest .

"Yeah mamas , where the rest of yo clothes ?" I looked at him and scrunched my face up .

"On me " I laughed .

"No way gal you gone have to change " he shook his head. " ain't no batty boys gone be looking at you "

I sighed "really Malcolm ?"

"Yea gal you think it's a game ?"

I walked out the room and started to head downstairs. I am not bout to change . For one we don't have time and two what I'm wearing is not that revealing . I grab my keys and walked out to my truck . I seen Malcolm slam the door probably mad I disobeyed him.

He yank the drivers side open "get out n get over !" He yelled at me

"Nigga this my car ! "

"Ion care if this was Donald's trump shit , yo ass needs to get over "he said yanking me out almost making me fall over .

"Get fucked up boy , imma slice yo Jamaican ass up" I pointed my finger at him .

He mugged me and put his hands round my neck pinning me against the car. I was bout to punch the fuck out him till he leaned in and kissed me . I moaned in his mouth causing him to smirk .

"Hard head make a soft ass " he smiled .

I started to blush and made my way over to the passenger side. Me and Malcolm relationship is toxic sometimes. To be honest if we ain't fighting we fuckin. Moses and shine love though and yes we have our problems but I'm not gone put our relationship out there. Especially to storm n shermaine . They asses just ugh.

"What you know about this connect ?" He asked driving .

"Well him n his brother run a drug ring round New Orleans and Atlanta but not much ones name Jesus and reek"

"You think they legit ? " he asked me . This was a normal routine . He would ask me about a connect and get my opinion on them . It's crazy how I was taught to stay away from this life but being with Malcolm drew me in . I never ment to get my sibling caught up in this but the streets kidnapped us . Once our parents died . This is all we had .

"I don't know . If not , I got Siri and Sara on deck " I said as I loaded my gun.

Jesus

"Reek where these fools at ?" I asked my brother . I sat back and smoked my blunt enjoying it . We hooked up with this Jamaican connect , and I heard they shit be popping.

I heard a car pull up and doors close . I sat my gun on my lap because you could never trust these niggas these days.

"There here boss " one of my workers said "ok pat them down and let them in"

This buff ass dude walked in and a fine ass female entered right after him .

"Jesus " he spoke .

"Yea Malcolm or moon ?"

"Malcolm"

I eyed the female and licked my lips . This must be one of his lil groupies r sum . Ion know how he do business but I was looking for the other dude moon .

"Where's moon ?" I asked

"Here "

"Where only thing I see is one of yo la females "

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