Nas arrived to the car seconds after Nicki and Angela. He used his key to unlock his side before unlocking the rest of the doors from the inside.
Angela got in the back and as Nicki was about to climb in with her, Nas grabbed her arm gently, "Come sit up front with me." He spoke smoothly.
Nicki stood there, stuck for a moment. Eventually her feet moved, but slowly. Nas walked her to the passenger side and opened her door and helped her climb in.
He jogged over to his side and started the car.
Nicki was surprised at how neat his car was. It was like it was brand new. It still had that "new car" smell.
He pulled off and away from the club. Nicki watched out her window as they headed to a more secret and quiet location. As the car ride continued, Nicki noticed them heading down a long dark road. She saw a few houses here and there.
"Where are we going?" Angela asked.
"A place. Ya'll said ya'll had some business for me right?" Nas asked.
Ang answered, "Yeah, we did."
Nas nodded and looked over at Nicki. He noticed the look of discomfort on her face. Furrowing his eyebrows, he playfully nudged her. "You good, ma?"
"Yes, why?" Her voice came out shaky and dry.
"Just wondering. You look nervous." He spoke.
"Well Im not that comfortable with people I don't know. Can't trust everybody out here." Nicki shot back.
"You sure? That's not what it seemed like back at the club." He smirked, causing Nicki to look at him. She rolled her eyes.
"Whatever."
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"Yooooo, you back early as hell." This tall black dude walked to the car. One hand was holding his jeans and the other was used to slap up Nas.
"Man, I know. I got some shit to handle but tell these niggas to get out my way." Nas spoke. He was referring to all the niggas surrounded the house.
"Word? What kind of business?"
The man asked.
"I'll tell you bout that later. I hope these niggas wasn't around my shit again."
"Nah, I made they ass stay up front." The man laughed and Nas said a few more things before driving next to the curb.
Walking into the house, Nicki had her arms folded over her chest. She held a straight face as they headed to the back. Niggas stared both her and Ang down as they passed through.
"Yo! Fuck is ya'll lookin at?" Nas yelled out causing all of them to look elsewhere.
She had to admit, that was sexy. You could definitely tell that he was boss.
"Alright, come in here." Nas opened the door for us. It was a small office. There was money everywhere.
"Excuse all this." He chuckled and moved 2 stacks out his way.
"Aight, what ya'll got?" He asked.
"Nothing right now. We just wanted to do business with you." Ang spoke. Nicki was quiet. She listened to them talk but in all honesty, she wasn't thinking about this at all.
"You two want to do business?" ..."with me?" Nas laughed a little. "Man, I don't think you two ladies understand."
"Understand what?" Ang asked.
"This isn't a game. I kill niggas. I sell. This shit ain't easy and there's not much a woman can do out here. She wouldn't make it."
He explained.
"But Nas-"
"Look, I'll think about it. Lamar get her info for me and go tell them niggas to turn that shit down."
Lamar and Ang headed out the room, leaving Nicki and Nas to each other.
"Now, Nicki... tell me why you're really here." Nas stood and sat on the edge of the desk.
"Business." She simply said.
"You? Want to do business?"
"Yes I just said that nigga."
He laughed and reached in his waistband, pulling out his gun.
He aimed it at her and shook his head. "You expect me to believe that shit? Now, bitch! Tell me who the fuck sent you."
