What's It Gon Be? ( HITM Urban Love Story)

Special Chapter

•NO ONES P.O.V
{Somewhere in l.A}
"So cholo you out here messing with my money?" Khamari hit the unknown man again with his gun causing the Mexican man to whimper in pain.
The Mexican man was unrecognizable at this point. Blood dripped from his nose to the floor, through the nightlight and fluorescent lightbulbs shining through the garage you could see he was beaten up pretty bad.
Khamari was known for being heartless when it came down to the point of his money being tampered with.
Blood from the man stained the hard pavement and his body laid still as if he was already dead,but not just yet,Khamari wanted to punish him first before his time was up.
Khamari used his rag to wipe off the man's blood that found it's way onto his 'baby' his 9mm,one of his most prized guns out of the hundreds he had owned.
Standing there in the abandoned garage with his boys, he gave a good kick to the man's ribs. Khamari smirked when he saw how much the man was in pain. How pathetic khamari thought.
"You're weak as fuck. You Mexicans need to learn a thing or two about who runs this area." Khamari had spoken with much power and confidence. He thought he couldn't be stopped,the label he gave himself 'the pharaoh of the central' started becoming a reality for those who crossed him and his crew.
He gave him another kick connecting to something hard. Hearing a snap coming from the man's stomach area. Khamari smirked in satisfaction and the man groaned much louder than before.
"Finish him off in the back." Khamari stated. His men nodded and forcefully grabbed the half dead man off of the cold pavement. His body look distressed and his eyes barely open.
He begged for mercy,but khamari didn't believe in such thing,he wanted all of those who crossed him to feel pain.
Money and power was most important to Khamari. Only 23 years of age he managed to be the most successful in the drug trade industry right here,in south central. He controlled most to all of the trades and extortion done in south central.
He was also a real life thug. He was the most high ranked in one of the most dangerous gangs in the world.
"Can I get a little persistence?! Days and nothing." Tapping the rim of his glass filled with bitter juice he wondered where the hell his younger brother,Pryce was with the money he asked him to steal back with Justin. He sent them through a territory they weren't supposed to be in, but the money shouldn't have been on that side of l.A in the The first place.
Abusive father and husband, khamari and Pryce's dad had killed their mother, this sent khamari over the edge and he murdered their father as revenge. He was 12 soon to turn 13 during this time he stepped up and took care of Pryce. He was 14 and Pryce was 8 when he fell into the gang life to provide for them. He thought it was the easiest and fastest way to get money and it was.
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This isn't a continuation of the last chapter, but this is a special chapter. Through out the book there will be short chapters based on different character's in the book so you can understand them better.

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