Downfall. (Urban)

21

Omniscient

Sahri connected her lips with Dacian's and ran her hand down his handsome brown face.

"Go get the money, go get the money" He laughed against her lips as he pulled away from him.

Her thumb rubbed against his cheek, and she gave him this look that pulled him back in.

"You know I'm just finna be downstairs with Dietrick"

"Mmm. Okay, Papa. Don't take too long"

"You can bring yo ass downstairs and do some squats" He popped her ass, and sat up on the edge of the bed.

Sahri got on her knees behind him, and wrapped her arms around his neck before kissing his ear. "Why? When you making it fat already?"

Dac smiled, and got up before leaving the room. "Stop trying to seduce me"

He went down the hall to where Dietrick was supposed to sleep, but one of his guards informed him that Dietrick was down in the gym.

It was 3:30am.

When Dac arrived in the gym, Dietrick was running on a treadmil, and his headphones were up full blast, and Dac could hear Khalid's Location playing through his headphones.

That definitely wasn't a workout song.

Dietrick was sweating hard, and his legs were about to give out, but he kept pushing.

He took his headphones out and waited for Dac to say something.

"A treadmill, bruh? I got that and the tread climber for Sahri"

"I like that shit. This is just a cool down from the climber" Dietrick stated.

Dietrick liked running because it was practice for whenever he needed to outrun the cops.

Every few minutes, Dietrick slowed down the speed until he was walking, and got off of it.

He got a cup of ice, and sat down beside some weights.

"Damn, bruh, you stink" Dac coughed.

"I know you see this sweat, nigga. It don't smell like daisies"

"Yeah, whatever. I can tell. When you gone give me the run down of Bosses operation?"

"Oh, so snitch? You want me to be a rat?"

"Them niggas ain't never gave a fuck about you. We leveling up and killing off the opposition"

"Yeah, and how I know you not a cop? Cause you managed to get out of that shooting bullshit pretty easily"

"That's disrespectful" Dacian shook his head. "Fuck I look like being a cop?"

"You let me know that you the real damn deal, and I can tell you all the shit that I know"

Dietrick was planning to fuck all of Bosses shit up now that he was awake, but now that he had some niggas to back him up, it made everything easier.

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"Hoe ass bitch. Don't nobody even like you, go back to your hood" Alora waved her hand in Sahri's face.

Sahri grabbed Alora's wrist and smashed it into the wall before punching her two quick times.

"Who. . .the fuck-"

Dacian picked Sahri up, and brought her to their room. "Dacian, I'm really not in the fuckin' mood. I'm really not"

"Aight, so go out there and fight her. See what happens to you"

Sahri crossed her legs, but Dacian pushed them apart, and stepped inbetween them.