Never Say Never

Chapter 35

                                                                           Chapter 35

Sean

 I was tryna to get sum mo sweet lovin from my bae but all I could think about was  my new arrangments I made with Myking. I wuz about to stroke her when that shit got to me. I remembered promising that I was done wit that life, I lied to her.Just when I wuz about to come clean the doorbell rang . Instantly I sensed danger I jumped up from the bed and covered Jazz up. Reachin behind da headboard I pulled out Punisher. It was my black N silver Beretta I named after one of my favorite comics. I had it specially made just  like Frank Castle's. But I had altered it by putting my initials in the handle.

"Dont move" I told Jasmine sternly. I didnt know who da fuck could be at my door. I peeked out my window making sure my ass was covered and carefully exited the bedroom. I could feel my heart pounding, coursing my veins with adrenaline. I felt my muscles tighten, and I clenched my jaw in defience. I didnt know who had da balls to run up on me but they wouldnt have them fo long. With out hesitation I swung opened the door and pointed my gun at the unexpected guest.

"Hello Sean "

I looked at the tall dark skinned man. He wore a expensive well tailord suit and his eyes were sharp and serious. All of a sudden he smiled and I tensed  who da hell is dis nigga?

"Dady" Jazz said   appearing from the back. She wore one of my long black shirts and sum sweats. Even with her face plasted with fear and confusion she looked absolutely stunning.

"Dady" I said shockingly looking between Jazz and the man. What da Hell !!!!!

He brushed past me enveloping Jasmine in a stiff hug.

"I have missed you so much " he said said  loudly

"My God you look just like your mother" he said with awe, honesty dripping from each word

He spun her around and laughed "You are so beautiful" he smiled Jazz giggled

"Jazz I know that I have not been active in your life, but you will soon find out that it was only for your own safety" He looked at her seriously.

"I know that this is sudden and indeed strange, but I need to talk to Sean now.... and alone"

When he said that I felt a shift in the room. His eyes landed on me and the lighthearted friendly demeanor was gone. I met his gaze boldly. I knew instantly that this man wasnt just any absentee black father, Jasmines dad had "Gansta" written all over him. But no not da "Thug Life" bullshit . This man has never ran da streets Naw dis dude right here reminded me of Denzel in American Gangster. Frank Lucas was an OG if I ever seen it . Jazz's dad He was smooth as fuck, and  I could tell he was a cold hearted murderer. I also could tell that he was paid. His one million dollar 34.5 carat Hublot Black Caviar Bang watch wuz so dope dat it put my lil 708,742 dollar Baguette to shame. It made me desire to hustle, I mean dis nigga wuz rockin almost half of wat I am on his wrist. I needed to double up.

Jasmine opened her mouth to object but one look from her dad silenced her. His eyes were deadly and spoke volumes. This dude had to be fuckin wit sumthin illegal. I mean there's no way he can afford dat kind of shit in dis economy workin a nine ta five. Jasmine gave me a fleeting glance before retreating to the bedrooom. I watched her leave and we both waited for the door to shut before anything was said.

"Well it is a pleasure to finally meet you" he said with calculated venom he extended his hand towards me as a challenge and I locked my gun and carefully slid it in the back of my pants. I shook his hand lookin him dead in his eye. I let my silence resonate my disapproval.

"Well Sean I'm going to get straight to the point, I am Xavior Greene, Jasmine's father and I am going to give you the opportunity of a life time"

I shook my head Xavior Greene shit ! Dis nigga was one of the biggest if not the greatest manufactering and distributing tycoon of the nation. He's was just on cover of Forbes last month.

"Im  going to personally groom you and Jasmine to take over my empire"