Never Give Up

Chapter Eight

Lorenzo P.O.V

Its been a week since I been living with my parents again. We still have people after us and all. Princess and Clarissa have gotten better at shooting a gun properly and they have killed so many people now.

I walked into the conference room where my father was talking to his workers. I closed the big mahogany door and walked to the seat next to my father. I watched my father speak about their next hit. My father had 15 workers in the conference room but that was only little of his squad. He also had a rookie name Tito. He was the same age as Destini so I was always watching him. As the meeting end. I saw my father fix his Armani slacks and get out his chair.

" Lorenzo " He said not looking at me.

" Yeah " I got out the chair and fixed my Armani jacket.

" I need you to go down to Cuba and check on this connect for me. " he said

I looked at him wide eyed " What about Princess and Clarissa ? "

" They will be fine. Trust me " he said walking out.

I hung my head low and walked out the room. I walked by Princess and Clarissa room and opened the door. Princess had a gun in her hand and Clarissa was fixing her gun collection.

" 'Well hello there " I said smiling

" Hey baby , what's up ? " Princess said still holding the gun

" Nothing really. I got to go down to Cuba to check with this connect so I won't be here for a week " I said

" Its okay. We got it " Clarissa stated

I just smiled. I walked out the room and closed the door. I walked to Destini door and opened it. She was on her bed on the laptop as usual.

" Hey big bro " she exclaimed

" Hey little sis ! What you doing ? " I said

" Just shopping. My birthday is coming up real soon. " she said

" Yes , I remember. You are turning eighteen. So that means you are going to be dealing with boy issues and sexual contact " I said. She rolled her eyes.

" Gosh Lorenzo. I won't have no boy issues. And I'm old enough to know if I want something inside me or not. " She laughed.

I was not laughing. I was serious as fuck. I closed her door and walked out. I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I rumbled around looking for some leftovers. I felt a hand on my back and I jumped. I watched my mother giggle at me. I cracked a smile at her. Her beautiful black hair in a high ponytail and her Gucci dress hugging her curves.

" Hey ma " I said closing the fridge

" Hi baby. Your father told me you going to Cuba for him. Just be careful okay " she said sighing

" I will be careful. I will be back before you know it. " I said kissing her cheek.

" I hope so. You father has his workers out there for you so I kind of know you will be safe. " she said

" I got it mom. I won't stay for long " I said leaving the kitchen. My mom always looked after me. She tried to put on a brave face for my father workers but deep down she wanted to cry out loud. My mother was pregnant with me at age 15 and my father did everything for her. I walked up the stairs and packed my bags. I pulled my Louis Vutton lagguage behind me and walked out the door.

Destini P.O.V

My brother left the house and Princess and Clarissa was in the next room. My mom and dad always gone. I walked out my room and knocked on Princess door.