Real Men Handle Business

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Maisy

"Everybody got everything pack?" Gregory ask.

It was 9:00 in the morning and we was running late for our flight.

"Junior and I things are pack." I answer.

"Okay, go get in the car before we miss our flight." He quickly grab our suit cases.

Nobody wasn't really dress up but Rita, her hair was silk press, the makeup she wore was on point, the black dress showed off her curves, and her black pumps made her a inch taller.

"Did you really had to do the most?" Gregory clinch his jaws.

Rita was part of the reason why we was running late.

"I mean I got to look good." She stared at me and got in the car.

Gregory slam the trunk and quickly got on the driver side.

Rita was on the passenger side checking herself out in the mirror.

It was a bad idea to let Rita stay, he doesn't see it, but I do.

Rita is a big distraction, and a woman he doesn't need in his life. I'm not saying I'm the woman for him, but Gregory deserve better.

It took us 15 minutes to get to the airport, we found ourselves rushing to get on the plane.

Thank God we made it just in time

My heart thump through my chest as I took a seat. It made me anxious every time I thought about the airplane taking off.

Gregory

Rita sat next to me, no lie she was starting to get annoying.

Moving her in with me, probably was the worst mistake I made in my life.

She lean her head on my shoulder as the plane took off.

Trigga and Ash was already at the yacht, they left yesterday night, something I should have did, but I had to make sure everything was straight with my trap before I left.

Trigga tried to get anybody to watch the trap, I wasn't having that. So I let my Queen (mom) watch over the trap.

Don't think my mom all holy and innocence because she not. My father and her use to run Missouri back in the days, until my dad got lock up.

Before my dad left he taught me everything I needed to know. Everything about females, drugs, running businesses, and the code we live by.

The flight was 22 hours long, but we finally touch down in Mexico at 6 in the morning.

Maisy

Junior was sleeping on my chest peacefully when we finally arrive in Mexico.

"I'll take him." Greg pick him, as Rita carry our suit cases.

We wasn't far away from yacht, just 5 minutes away, so we walk.

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