Charm is a twenty two year old, go getter that works at The Lion's Den club. What will happen when her high school crush Zion come back in town with his soon to be pregnant wife Ruth?
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"Sir you sure you don't want me to notify Mr-" I cut the male sentence off "nah I got everything I needed" I walked out the office carrying a box full of my works and equipment.
"Do me a favor and speak nothing of this" the guy nodded as I left the building. I hit the lock on my car, opening up my car door placing the box inside. The car-door closed "you starting to look suspect Z" I stared at the hoe nigga, disgusted.
"Aye that shit you pulled back there I don't fuck with it...you lost me" he chuckled "First of all Don doesn't need you to stay in business second of all fuck her...she cool with it"
My jaws dropped shock of how ignorant, arrogant and dumb his ass sounded "if I were you I'll stay away from you" I told him with my head up high staring at him, unfazed.
He looked back checking if the coast was clear before he grabbed me by my shirt "how much for you to lay low till this shit dies down" he pulled back. He pulled money out his pocket tossing it all in my face.
"I know ain't no pussy stopping us from being cordial" I pushed him back stepping over his chump change "Oh just so you know I'm on your ass" he chuckled "be careful who you rap with, I'm bout my words Zion".
I pulled off going to my storage to put away my equipment, my eyes widen once I seen Roosevelt pull up behind my vehicle.
Has this man been following me? I stepped out my car closing the door behind me he stepped out with his cane sighing.
"What the hell you want old man?" I asked in a annoyed tone. "Zion despite the fact I dislike you...I dislike the shit that punk was talking bout back there" I scrunch my face up looking at him.
"What you seen or heard is none of your business" he took his hat off his head setting it on top of his hood, twirling his cane around in the dirt. "I know more then you think and I also know there's some trouble in paradise" he said with a raised brow.
"You ain't been there for me since I was a kid...I think I can handle the rest of this shit" I opened the car door picking the box up.
"I'm just saying son it's least I can do and I mean the least" he started to chuckle before coughing roughly. I scoff at his slick remarks "typical old ass Roosevelt" a police car pulled up with sirens going off.
"What you did this time preacher man?" He laughed "I honestly cannot sit here and lie about why they here"
I raised my hands in the air "obviously you followed and framing my ass for a crime I didn't do" the police officer got out of his vehicle walking towards me.
"Zion King your under arrest for a sexual battery and domestic abuse" I looked at the officer confused "sir you have the wrong person I swear" he chuckled "that's what they all say...now put your hands behind your head" I slowly placed my hands on my head letting him grab them handcuffing my hands.
Roosevelt stood there with a unusual look on his face..something I didn't see in a long time and that was sympathy.
"Call Ruth tell her I'm locked up" he waved me off walking towards his car "I'll try not to get her pregnant again" I had growled at him as the cops put me in the cruiser.
