February 17th, 2018
ARI
"Herbbbbbbbbb lets go!" I shouted from downstairs, this man is so slow. We have a business meeting and we can not be late. I put on my hot pink bubble coat and grabbed my pink gucci shades. I turned around and he was coming down the stairs with the phone to his ear.
"Yoooo I can't come down there right now man, I got sum shit to handle first." He spoke into the phone while he put on his black moncler coat.
"Aighh...aight bet ima hit you when I leave." he hung up the phone. He walked over to me, bent down and kissed me.
"Took you long enough, who was that?" I said with an attitude.
"shut up," He squeezed my ass. "It was durk, he wanted me to slide thru the box real quick." He grabbed the keys to the Bentley.
The box is what they call the trap, me or any of the other girls aren't allowed there so I've never been inside.
"Oh aight, you ready?" He nodded and we left through the front door.
Before you start making assumptions no, we aren't just drug dealers, we make, manufacture and distribute our own product. But its not as easy as you may think, with that type of money coming in its hard to keep the feds off our ass, so we do this as discrete as possible. We own multiple businesses and properties in Atlanta and the surrounding areas, like barbershops, hair salons, bars, restaurants, clubs, movie theaters etc. Then we send our guys to these locations to sell our drugs, so if anyone has any complaints they report them to us, not anyone else. That way we are getting the profit from the establishments and the profit from the drugs sales then we use that money to buy up more properties so we can sell more drugs. Simple right?
Today we're meeting with a realtor regarding a mall that we want to invest in, yes I said it a MALL.
We arrived at the office in about 10 mins, followed by our security in a black bullet proof benz sprinter. Having this type of money and power in the city, brings lots of enemies.
We got out the car and Herb walked around to me. "You ready?"
"Yesss, lets get this done" And with that we walked in the glass revolving doors.
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I walked up to the front desk, "Hello, we're here for Mrs. Weston." I flashed a smile.
The lady looked up at me over the rim of her glasses. "name?" she replied dryly. I cleared my throat.
"Ariana Fletcher." I rolled my eyes, If I didn't have to be professional right now I would have cursed this bitch out. She typed something in the computer then spoke.
"Okay, wait over there please." She pointed to a black leather couch in the far right of the room. I grabbed my Chanel purse off the counter and walked over to the couch.
You see, I handle most of the property side of things while herb deals with the drug side of things. But at the end of the day we're a team.
"Ms. Fletcher?" Called a tall, slim white woman with short jet black hair, she was standing by a glass door. I stood up, grabbed Herbs hand and walked up to her.
She looked at Herb. "I only called one name."
"He's my business partner, he comes with me everywhere." I took off my shades and gave her a death stare. She shut up real quick.
"Okay, right this way." We walked down a long hallway until we got to two huge double doors. She opened the doors and we walked in.
Mrs. Weston was sitting behind her desk, she smiled, "Ms. Fletcher, please have a seat."
I sat down and Herb sat next to me. Then the dumb assistant bitch left and closed the door.
"Mrs. Weston, how are you today." I reached out my hand and she shook it.
"Im doing fine, how are you?"
"Im well, this is my business partner, Mr. Wright." Herb shook her hand as well.
"Now, I hear you are interested in investing in Lenox Square." She looked down at some paper work.
"Yes, we are."
"Okay, based on previous investors, we're going to need 20 million up front and these are the procedures." She slid me a paper. I picked it up and read it slowly.
"No, no this isn't right. The last time we spoke it was said that we would get 30% of the gross income, this says we would only get 15%."
"Right, unfortunately there is another company looking to invest also, so those guidelines have changed." She gave a fake smile. I could feel my face getting hot with anger but I bit my tongue.
I stood up, "Well then, we have nothing else to discuss today, I'll be back with my lawyer." Herb looked at me as if I was crazy. I ignored him and walked out the office. He chased after me.
"Ari what the fuck did you just do???!!" He whisper-yelled. I turned around.
"That dumb bitch is fucking with us Herbert! It's not worth putting up that type of money to only get 15% profit!" I continued walking.
"But baby, if we get our hands on this property no moves will be made with out our say so! Do you know how great that would be for business!"
"Yes I do know, thats why there is only one thing left to do." My body guard opened my door and I got in. Herb looked at me.
"Find out tho this new investor is..." He finished my thought. "Already on it." He pulled out of the parking lot.
I love when we both are on the same page.
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This is gona be a good one..
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Romance-urban love story Ariana and Herb are at the top of their game, having the biggest houses, fastest cars and the most respect in the hood. But when things start to go left will they lose everything or will they find a way to keep their Dirty Money?