Gangster Boo : Love Is Sacrifice

Gangster Boo - Sies

                                                                                                                 Chapter 6 | Gangster Boo 

Francesca woke up to muscular arms wrapped around her, so tight that she couldn't breathe. She struggled as she tried to wiggle out of his embrace. He wasn't intentionally hurting her, but he had a grip on him. "What's wrong?" He asked with a raspy voice. She watched as he rubbed his eyes trying to block them from the bright sun.

"You had your arms around me and I can't really breathe."

"My bad, beautiful." He sat up in the bed and looked at her, "You ready to start the day off."

"Yeah, but I was really hoping that we could go out for something to eat."

"We can do that, but after this one lil meal we got to get in focus."

She rolled her eyes as he got out of bed to take a shower, "I need to get in first. I take the most time anyways."

"I don't care how much time you take. I need to hop in the water and that's what the fuck I'm gone do. I already had to spoil your ass cause you ain't want me to sleep in my damn bed."

"What does that even have to do with me taking a shower first?"

"It mean I'm putting my damn foot down. If you wanted to get in the shower first you should have taken your ass downstairs and bought your own damn room."

"Who in the hell are you talking to? Cause you damn sure ain't talking to me. I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I'm not the one to mess with."

"Yeah, what ever." He smacked his lips and proceeded into the bathroom.

This was not the day to be fucking with her. Every woman has a monthly and today was the first day of hell. Now she could be bitchy, but she's even bitchier when she's on her menstrual. Kingston already had her sleeping on the wrong side of the bed and then had the nerve to start up some shit early in the morning.

I know this nigga didn't just walk away from me. I'm gone show this narrow ass motherfucker how to put a fucking foot down. He don't know who the hell he messing with. I save his ass from the mistake of his life and this how he want to repay me. Oh, babyboy don't know that I can get down and dirty when I want to. 

Her thoughts was working up a plan when she heard the water in the shower come on. Jumping up from the bed she walked towards her Louis Vutton bag and dug deep inside until she found a pair of adjustable pliers. 

She grabbed the tool and exited out of the room and downstairs to the main lobby where she found the engineer fixing the broken water fountain for the little girl that was waiting in line to clench her thirst.

"Excuse me." She tapped the man making him slightly turn around to look at her, "Mr.Matthews." She continued speaking after getting a glimpse of his name tag. 

Matthew had never seen an african american goddess like Francesca before. He indeed had a stiffy when she walked towards him dressed in a large t-shirt with nothing on, but a pair of panties that he couldn't see. All he seen was sexy carmel dripping off her skin fluorescently. Like any man, he wanted to get in between her legs.

Francesca, on the other hand, was not interested in him. In her eyes he was the most unattractive man that she's ever seen in her life. Matthew was pigeon-chested with a beer belly and patches of stubble on his chin. He looked dirty and he had an unusual smell.

"What can I do for you miss?" He asked pulling up his sagging pants that was showing off the crack of his ass.

"Look, today is not my day and I really need the key to the basement."