This Thing Called Love

07

*Travis in the mm*

Rashad

"Alright imma see ya later." I said to Chanel. Chanel was going back to work and her excuse for not going was the death of a family member which was partially true.

She was about to walk off until I grabbed her hand.

"Whea my kiss at?"

She rolled her eyes and pecked my lips.

"The hell was that? Naw I want a real one."

"I'm going to be late." She whined.

"If ya woulda did it right da first time den ya coulda already been checking in."

She came up to me and kissed me I wrapped my arms around her waist feeling her booty. She started to moan while wrapping her arms around my head.

"Alright gotta go, I'll call you when my shift over."

I watched as she walked in the hospital. I can't believe I gotta guh dis fine. It's been two days since dis whole no title shit and I'm liking it so far. We just be cooling and shit nothin' major.

Right now I was on my way to da warehouse to make sure everything was in check then after that I was gone see if Travis got any news.

When I got inside I seen erbody just sittin around.

"Why da fuck y'all niggas sittin on y'all asses. Smokey come holla at me."

"Was happenin' Yung."

I pulled out my gun and shot him on his toe.

"You pose to sell da shit not smoke it. Now if I gotta tell ya ass again it ain't gone be a pretty sight."

Smokey yelled in pain while I smiled and walked away. I went to Ace's office and checked the safe to see how much money was in it. There was supposed to be $100,000 exactly but it was only 90,000. I re-counted it four more times to make sure he ain't miss-count.

I put the money back in the safe and made sure it was locked, then walked out with my gun.

"Now someone went in Ace office without permission. Not only did they do dat, they also stole $10,000." Rashad said pointing his gun at everyone. "Now if ya tell da truth you'll  get tortured but you'll live, probably. If ya lie den ya will get tortured until you die."

I looked at everyone in they eyes and it was no one here that stole some money.

"Aye who else ain't hea?"

"Blade not hea." One of them said.

The door opened and Blade walked through the door. I looked him up and down and realized he got three Rolex's and some new shoes. I put my gun down and smirked.

"Ya look fresh na boy." I said pippin him up.

"I know I went shoppi-." He said catching his self.

"Where ya got money from cus I ain't pay y'all yet?" I asked not getting a response. "You stole from me?"

"N-n-naw bruh yo know I won't do that."

"Aight." I said nodding my head but then shot him in the head. "Call Lorenzo and tell him to come clean this up."

Lorenzo was the clean up person, whenever they killed someone or tortured someone he cleaned up the mess.