A Thugs Rescue

"Im sick of you Khyro!" Taylor yelled. Her once beautiful face was twisted into a mass of anger.

"I have become everything you wanted me to be, I have done anything you've wanted me to do.. And here we are three years later and you still stuck on that cheating ass bitch!" She picked up her and Khyro's 2 year old son Todd and tried her best to stop him from crying.

Taylor was hurt. She couldn't help but to admit that she was deeply in love with Khyro, and she really wanted him to commit to her.

But every time she turned around he was throwing his ex Cameron all up in her face.

'Cameron wouldn't have did that' , "Cameron use to do this..' Cameron! Cameron! Cameron!

Taylor was sick of hearing her name. But deep inside she secretly wished she could meet the women that held the key to Khyro's heart.

"Man Taylor, you better chill yo ass out. I told you from the jump that you wasn't my girl.. Whatchu thought? That because you had my son ah' nigga was gone wife you? Tuh. You better ask about me" Khyro told her. He smirked as he glanced around his luxury home.

To him, moving to California was the best choice that he could have ever made. As soon as he got here he started getting on his grind. With Alex about to retired out of the game and go legit with his pregnant fiancé Tee'lah. Khyro's stepped on the plate with his best friend Ant.

After 2 years of putting in work to get his self known, Khyro was finally  rewarded. Alex stepped down and gave his thrown to Khyro.

"You really starting to get on my nerves Taylor. What ima end up doing is smacking the fuck out of you on accident" Khyro told her. She rolled her eyes and pursed her lips as to say 'smack me'

They were interrupted by a series of knocks on the front door.

Khyro politely took Todd out of Taylor's arms and put his Colombia's on his feet and put on his Jordan jacket. Khyro grabbed Todd's hand and grabbed his phone and car keys off the counter.

"And where the hell you think you taking my son Khyro?" Taylor started up again.

"Taylor leave me the fuck alone"

"No nigga! Where the fuck you taking my son? You got me fucked up! I been with you before all this Kingpin shit! But you always treating me like shit. Like... You don't love me"  She screamed.

"I don't. You bitches will fuck the enemy and still be on that 'I love you shit' fuck outta here." Khyro brushed her off and continued making his way to the front door.

"I hate you" Taylor told him.

"Ion even know why I started fuckin with you in the first place, you hate me? Good. Because I hate yo ass too!"

Khyro snatched open the front door, Ant had just put out a blunt and was adjusting the pinky ring he was wearing.

"Khyro we not done talking" Taylor grabbed his arm. Khyro turned around and nearly stopped himself from back handing the shit out of her.

"Man after tonight I want you to stay the fuck away from me! Unless it has to do with my son. Because you gone end up making me hurt you"

Taylor tried to hold in her tears, Khyro walked away from her with Todd and Ant behind him. He went into his garage and grabbed the keys to his Maserati Spyder 390. He hit a button and the butterfly doors lifted up.

He was about to take Todd to the biggest fight of the year with two famous middle weight boxers. Taylor just wanted to find a way to ruin his mood. Which she had accomplished.