Quannavia's Life
—
Chapter 2
Trévian' s POV
"Where my money Dante??" I asked as calmly as I could.
"I-I'll get y-you y-your money, Life." Dante said stuttering as a sign that he was lying.
I just stared at him and started laughing "man why you gotta lie? If you can't get my money why you ain't say that?? I'm not gone kill you." I said lying in his face
"Seriously-" I cut him off before he could finish.
"No." That was the last thing I said to him before I shot him in the middle of his forehead.
"Cut his head off and put it in a box then send it to his momma." I told my workers before I left to get in the shower that's installed inside my office.
When I got out the shower and had a towel around my waist I walked out the bathroom to see one of my hoes that I thought I cut off naked and sitting on my desk playing with herself.
"Ahh fuck daddy!! Ahhh fuck!!!" She yelled as she continued
"What the fuck you doin' in here? How you even got in my office??"
"Don't worry bout that daddy just know I did." She said getting up then started walking toward me. When she finally teach me she dropped down to her knees and pulled the towel down and look at my soft dick with a pout on her face
"It didn't turn you on that I was playing with myself for you, why not?"
"Cause don't nobody want that infected pussy."
"You wasn't say that a week ago"
"Bitch all you gave me was some wack ass head. The fuck wrong witchu? Man just get out."
"What?" Her face turned into a shocked face
"Bitch you heard what I said!" I said raising my voice and making her jump. After that she got up in a hurry and hauled ass out of here. Naked and all.
My mom ain't raise me to disrespect a woman but hoes like her...make a nigga want to kill 'er.
"Yo where dat girl we found last night she was fine as HELL. I mean she got that ass that just scream 'I gots me some goods dicks' like booii!!!" Tajani, my best friend since I was little, yelled while walking in my office unannounced
"Lil mama and her son was gone when I got home last night but she did cook me something as a 'Thank you' and she wrote me a note." I said calmly knowing that he was bout to say-
"Bitch....she wifey as fuck."
"Why would she be wifey material?"
"That bit- girl don't know you and she already cooking for you. Did she clean?"
"Yes"
"Did she cook?"
"Yes"
"Did she say sorry for involving you in her problems?"
YOU ARE READING
Quannavia's Life
Short Story*Note: I'm like extremely young so it most likely will have tons of mistakes. If you have a problem with that then don't even read the description. Have a nice day, evening, night or whatever time of day it is when you read this. Lol.* ~~~~~~~~~~__...
