(Stuck in) The Middle

Business & Pleasure

Song to listen to while reading:

I Luv This Shit - August Alsina

Alex

While I was watching my "minions" rough up some punk, I noticed that I had 2 missed calls. One from Cheyenne and one from an unknown number.

Both had voicemails attached and to be honest, as a powerful drug-lord, I was quite hesitant to answer phone numbers that I don't recognize.

I listened to the voicemail that Shy had left me and she was basically telling me the same thing that she always tells me: be careful, be safe, don't overdo it and I love you.

And some really nasty things that gave me an instant hard-on.

But it quickly faded because of the scene before me.

Watching a guy get beaten to smithereens isn't exactly the most alluring thing I've watched.

After they were done, I had to go along with my regular routine: I stepped right in front of him and backhanded his cheek with my right hand, holding my phone in the left.

"Now, when is my money due now?" I smirked.

"M-Monday." He said, shivering.

"And what day is it?" I ask, pretending to check the date on my phone.

"Monday."

This poor unlucky bastard. He's so hopeless and somber; I have to let him go. I can't just leave him to the dogs.

"Now, you have until Friday. But this is the last fuckin' time you make a fool out of me!" I spit.

I get into my black Benz, completely suited out and with an added chauffeur.

Suddenly my phone went off, and it was that damn unknown number again.

I had to see who it was, this had to be resolved.

"Hello?" I answered.