For The Love Of Money

Leah's P.O.V

"Bitch, why the fuck don't you have my money?" I asked one of the prostitutes whose name I didn't know or care to know.

"H-he tricked me, he said after I gave him head he'd pay and than we could fuck, but instead he threw me out after." The girl spoke.

"Well bitch now you gotta double up, now go get my money. You dismissed bitch."

My name is Leah Michele Rodriguez, and I'm a thug as you can see. I pimp hoes, pump the brick, and even take some niggas out for there money when I have to. Ion trust nobody but my main bitch Jelani and I'm single.

Jelani always tryna convince me to stop selling cause of some nigga name Andre. He suppose to be some big drug lord and is willing to kill anybody tryna ruin his money. I'm so scared. Anyway my daddy was a kingpin before he died, they called him Ice. My momma is one of the biggest attorneys in Atlanta and everyone loves her, cause she always wins. She's Puerto Rican and white and beautiful like me.

I been thugging since I was a young , that's why I'm so known. That's enough about me. If you don't believe I'm a boss just watch my flow.

BEEP BEEP

Jelani comes running out her house.

"Bitch what took you so long , I still got to get ready for the club," I yell.

"Sorry girl, I was getting my outfit together you know I can't look like no bum bitch when I step out. Especially tonight cause I heard Machine Gun gonna be there and I'm tryna get a piece of that dick," we both start laughing.

"Girl, you stupid. I'm just tryna have fun."

After getting back to my house and showering I decided to get my short red dress from juicy couture and my black red bottoms with my Michael Kors clutch. I curled my hair with my wand, and we was ready to go.

The thots in there was mad , when we showed up and we just walked in, damn. I even heard a few say "Omg that's Leah, don't fuck with her. That bitch crazy." All I did was laugh. Me and Jelani walked in and immediately all eyes were on us, but I must admit me and my bitch was looking bad.

Just than gas pedal came on and Jelani grabbed me to the middle of the dance floor as we started dancing and somebody walked up behind me. I started grinding and moving my hips to the beat and he was right on point with me. We danced a little longer and then the song went off and I made my way to the bar to get a drink.

"Yo lemme get red berry ciroc with cranberry juice on ice." I shouted to the bartender. After the bartender gave me my drink this tall fine ass lightskin dude walked up to me.

"Wassup Ma" he said.

"Hi," I replied back.

"Wanna dance ?"

"Yea" I told him, than he pulled me to the dance floor as grind with me came on.

I started grinding and riding him as he got hard, I giggled. After the song ended we exchange numbers and I got up to look for Jelani. She was in V.I.P, she spotted me and called me over.

"Lee, this Andre, Andre this my best friend Leah.

My mouth dropped, that was Andre? He was too fine, he was brown skin like Trey Songz with hazel eyes and perfect teeth. I couldn't tell how tall he was but I don't care cause as far as I know he's the enemy and I can't fuck the enemy.

"Jay you ready ?" I asked.

"Yeah. Here's my number Dre, text me," Jelani said.

When we was driving in the car I had to tell Jelani.

"Look Andre is the enemy and me pushing this weight is stealing from his money," I said. "He the enemy, we don't fuck with the enemy."

She just nodded her head as we continued to drive him.

Andre's P.O.V

Damn, shawty was bad and her name sound familiar. I just don't know where I heard it. Anyway I'm Andre, but everybody call me Dre or Machine Gun. I'm 23 and the biggest drug lord in Atlanta. I don't trust none of these niggas, bitches either. Only person I trust is my nigga Isaiah, but we call him Shadow.

Shadow been my nigga since first grade, he was always there through thick and thin. True definition of a day one nigga. He was a dope boy and was down to ride for whatever. He was more like family rather than a friend. I have to give him some credit, without him I'd probably half as successful as I am or worse dead!

Shadows P.O.V

Dre & I have been through just about everything, he a real nigga. We became homies when we was like 7 I think we was in first grade i don't know. Now growing up wasn't so easy for me my father was a drug attic and my moms was always at work, but with Machine gun being there everything was all good his family basically took me in, and raised me as there own. I'm 24 now, it's been a long way coming, being a hit man ain't where it's at. I live my life it total secrecy no one knows what I do, no one but Dre Atleast. Matter a fact lemme give that nigga a call.

RING... RING...

"Ayoo Bruh, Wassup," I asked.

"Weighing these bricks, making sure everything up to par, reminiscing on these sexy females I seen at the club," see replied. "Where was you at Nigga!"

"Mane, I done caught another body I told these motherfuckers stop playing with my money, getting me to kill another nigga like I won't kill you too, that nigga had me fucked up! But tell me bout these bitches don't miss any details either," I replied laughing.

"She had beauty that was out of this world. She had to be foreign or mixed with some other shit cause she was blessed with the face & body of a goddess. "

"Damn Dre she sound bad as fuck, but tell me about her friend what was her name again?"

"Jay I think, it's short for something though I can't recall. Psh she was a fine brownskin shawty with a super fat ass. You had to see her bruh she was stunning."