All stormi could get out was his name which she had repeated over 20 times now , "I thought you died , I thought you were gone" she finally managed to say. He looked at her with pain in his eyes , she felt it Chance was in love with her and hadn't realized how much until he was laying in a pool of his own blood and watched as someone drug her out of his house unconscious , he broke his thoughts and walked up to her looking her in her eyes with every step he took , he was careful not to break the gaze until he approached her and then it happened, they embraced each other for the first time in what seemed like years. Their hug was so simple and innocent but they both seemed to be crying out for one another their bodies were craving each other's presence suddenly, Storm broke the hug and looked Chance in the eyes before sharing the most sincere and passionate kiss she could muster up , she grabbed his hand and led him inside he looked her body over with lust filled eyes and bit his lip before closing the door leaving the rest of the world out behind them.
"I won't let you down unc , this is what I was born to do" Rowland assured his uncle slick before hanging up the phone. He rolled over in his California king sized bed , at just 21 he had managed to revise over 12 failing businesses and bring them back to life with ease he was sure he could do the same for his uncle slicks Strip club out in Chicago. He had planned to fly out the next day because he had some business in Atlanta to handle that was extremely urgent but his uncle requested his presence immediately so he didn't refuse especially since slick was spending some pretty good coins to keep his business up and running , he looked at the clock and decided it was time to get the hell out of bed and he rose up , Rowland Lacore was a 6'8 Dark skin male with Tattoos all over his chest , his teeth were white as pearl and his hair cut in a fade with his waves displayed perfectly on top , despite being a business man Rowland loved to dress casual and he did just that . He threw on a Plain White tee and Some Grey sweats so that his meat print was broadcasted for all to see and frankly he didn't care , he grabbed his keys and headed for the door. He Rode a pretty good ways before getting to the airport , once he was there he boarded his plan and enjoyed the silence of first class while thinking of how he was going to fix the problem with SLICK'S .
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Eye Of The STORM
General FictionStormi Rayne is a 18 Year old Chicago Native With Goals And Aspirations, That is Until her Mother and Younger Sister passed away From a tragic Event When stormi Was Just 16 .. She was Thrown around From Family member to Family member until she was...