Cry For Me

You're A What....?

-The restaurant

Deshawn Braxton

Ushering Lyric into the restaurant that I owned, I couldn't help but smile at how awed she seemed to be with the place.

She was so innocent and still so young but yet she experienced some of the cruelest parts of the world that it had to offer. Even though I have only known her a little over a month, all I wanted to do was protect

Her. But for me to protect her, I have a feeling that I'm going to have to result in brute Force.

"Wow. This place looks amazing." Lyrics soft voice invades my ears, clearing my thoughts.

"Not as amazing as you look. You are beautiful." I said while smiling down at her, gently holding her face between the palm of my hands.

When she smiled up at me. I swore right then and there that I will do everything and my power to keep that smile on her face. Shit for her, I wouldn't care if my boys teased me

About being whipped. Speaking of my boys I had to tell her what was up before I took her down to the trap deep down under this place.

"You hungry baby?" I asked her earning another smile and blush from her because of my sweet words.

"Yes." She quietly spoke, hiding her face with her hair, earning a chuckle from me.

Nodding my head at one of the chefs walking by, giving them the signal that I was eating, I lead her to the table that I used every time I came here.

It was the reason why I bought this place. The view was amazing and after remodeling and replacing the walls with bulletproof glass. Everyone can see it, which makes me a lot of money, but this spot was the best.

I knew she would like it and by the look on her face, I knew I was right.

"This view...." She just shakes her head speechless.

"Yea that why I bought it," I said with another one of my famous chuckles. That seemed to be all I've been doing lately. Laughing and smiling and it's all because of her.

"This is...your place?" She asked looking shocked.

Smiling I just nod my head yes to her. Before she could speak, one of my many busboys came up to our table.

"Good evening sir, good evening ma'am, are you guys ready to order your drinks?" He asked a little too chipper.

"I'll have a tall glass of patron with ice," I spoke not caring what time it was. I could hold my weight and I felt like I deserved to have some juice.

"I'll have a glass of water with lemon slices and ice in it please....could you only put three ice cubes in it?" She asked shyly.

"I will make that a special order just for you." The boy on my payroll said, looking and smiling at her a little too long for my liking. Might have to fire him.

"You can get back to work now," I said, looking into his eyes, giving him that look.

"R-right. I'll be back with your drinks and to take your orders." He says, rushing away from our table and towards the kitchen.

Looking over at my girl, Lyric was too into the menu to have seen the little altercation between the fuck boy and I.

"What are you thinking about getting ma?" I asked her after staring at her for a long period, I couldn't help but do that..... All of the time.

I swear she's turning a street nigga soft as hell.

"Umm... I think that the...stake tips with a loaded potato with cheese sound okay... Is that too much." She replied looking terrified as if I would hurt her for asking and having an appetite....which I loved.