King Pin

K.P 2

I walked into daddy's study, he had told me to meet him there when I got home from the woods.

I sat in the cold black leather chair. I wasn't able to change my clothes or anything, I went straight to his study.

My face and clothes were painted with Ivy's blood, daddy just looked at me. I couldn't tell the emotion. As far as I could tell, there was none.

Then his thin lips spread across his round face into a grin, then into a smile.

"My baby got guts". He rubbed his bare chin.

I smiled back at him, he was finally pleased with me. "She disrespected me". I said plainly, "it had to be done".

"If people don't respect you, you make them respect you".

"I know that now".

He sat back into his chair, "How is school?".

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Ima boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.

Ima boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.

Everyone in the VIP section raised their glasses, my brother Sage stood to give a toast over the loud music.

"A toast to my sister on her 21st birthday. I hope you have many more success to come sis!". Everyone in the private VIP agreed and added their own two cents in to the toast, I nodded my head in acknowledgment.

I sat back down and sipped my drink, eyeing the crowd before me.

It was my twenty first birthday and my siblings planned out a big party in honor of me. There were two different floors to the spacious club. The bar and dance floor occupied the first floor with the DJ in the far corner. Every now and again I would catch some hoochie going up to the DJ booth doing who knows what.

The second floor was my private VIP section for family and close friends only, no exceptions. There was a miniature bar and a mini cafe on one part of the second floor and a lounge area with beds, over sized Bing bag chairs, and lounge chairs. It had a nice mellow feel just like me, I was feeling it.

A bullet proof glass separated me from everyone else down below, Mari rest her hands against the glass and starred at everyone . I came up behind her.

"Some party". I smirked.

She smiled but continued looking down at the people. "All these people came out to support you on your birthday", she shook her thick curly black hair,"they don't even know you".

"Relax Mari, it's a party". I looked down and this one particular male got my attention. He was dancing with this light skinned girl, almost like they were Fucking with clothes on. The girl was grinding on his dick hard.

I got annoyed. "Fuck is he doing here", I mumbled.

Mari followed my gaze and smiled when she seen what I was seeing. "Stop Fucking porn stars".

"He was just a Fuck".

"And nothing more?".

"Of course not". I lied and she knew it. In my line of work, you'd don't exactly find a gentleman worth your time, but this mutherfucker here made me, and I started to like him. Now I have to unlike this nigga.

I sipped my drink one last time. "Party over".

"I'll take him out back, everyone is having a good time. Don't ruin it if you don't have to". Mari walked towards the elevator leaving VIP.

I sat at the edge of a bed, playing with the ice in my glass cup. A waiter came by and refilled my cup. I waited a few more minutes before leaving VIP my self and walking to the back of the club.

I heard Mari laugh at first, and the guy whispering, he obviously was whispering in her ear.

I came around the corner with my pistol in my hand, fixing my silencer on the barrel. "Hello Raymond".

He looked up from Mari's neck. His hands left her thick thighs that raised her gold sequence dress. She fixed her dress and walked to the corner of the club, making sure no one came to the back.

"Shi, please". He was looking good tonight, he always looked good though. His buttoned down shirt was open revealing his toned six back stomach, his head was cleanly shaved and his pants showed off his hard snug dick which now was going limp at the sight of my gun.

I wasn't going to prolong this, I aimd skillfully at his heart, and shot one time, before he could hit the pavement I sent another bullet through his skull. He wouldn't get the satisfaction of suffering or surviving, to me that was being much too nice.

I dialed the cleaners and made a mental note to talk to the club owner, all evidence of what happened need to be erased.

Mari and I walked back into the club chit chatting about what a good Fuck Raymond was, too bad he had to blow it. Now I needed a new boy toy.

As we was walking through the crowd, people tapped my shoulder and wished me a happy birthday. I got endless compliments on my black long sleeve high low dress and gold pumps. A girl was even dumb enough to touch one of my loose dreads that I had in a tight high pony tail, I made sure to step on her ugly toes with the heel of my shoe while walking away.

Before I could reach VIP, a familiar laugh caught my attention, two laughs at that. I looked towards the sound and there stood Vicki and beetle juice, as ugly as ever.