Drug Lords and Love MxM (Staten Krown)

10

I explained to Kingston everything that happened. When I explained it to him he just was quiet. He got on a call all of a sudden. I figured it was Hammer who was on the other line.
We were pulled outside of the boxing match.
"Is there anyone outside that looks shady?"
He paused.
I couldn't hear the answer but by the look of the face I could tell something was up.
Kingston was screaming out all of a sudden, "Driver...get us the fuck out of here."
Just at that moment when the driver was about to pull off it seemed like these shady looking dudes came up to the car. At first I thought it was Kingston's security or something. I was wrong. I was shocked when the guys pulled out machine guns all of a sudden.
"Come here!" Kingston screamed over to me.
I did what he said.
He grabbed me hugging me. The driver was pulling off and the guys had started shooting at the car. Bullets aimed right at the car!
I was screaming but it was pointless. The guns didn't even break the windows.
We had managed to drive away. What the fuck was my life coming to? I didn't understand what just happened. I had literally been shot at a few minutes ago! SHOT AT! With fucking machine guns like I was in some Scarface remake or some shit like that.
"You ok?"
"No...I'm not fucking ok! I was just shot at!"
"You're safe now relax," he said laughing.
We were on the car. Kingston had the nerve to try to pour me some champagne at the moment. I just looked at him like he had two heads. My body was shaking. He must have noticed how upset I was because his smile went away really quickly that moment.
"This is funny to you?" I asked Kingston.
His face still had this silly smile on it, "Yeah kind of. Now you see why I have the bullet proof windows on my limo."
I couldn't take this shit. I was freaking out.
"Let me out."
"What?"
"Let me the fuck out!"
"Whoa, baby you're tripping..."
"I'm not your baby. LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS CAR!"
"Ok Christian, relax," Kingston stated, "I thought this was a good thing that you told me about what Grip was going to do. That actually makes me like you more. I understand you're not my baby...yet. But I want you to be, especially after seeing you would ride or die for me like that."
"You're wrong."
"What?"
"I'm not dying for no body. The dick was good. Shit, you are gorgeous. You are perfect almost. But not quite. You know Kingston. Because you are a DRUG LORD. And I want out of this car right the fuck now."
Kingston paused.
The look on his face said it all. I knew I was pushing buttons right now. I didn't care.
"This is my life."
"Well then live it. That's fine with me, but I want out. If you plan on staying in this life then you can stop the car."
He looked surprised. He turned his face. I almost felt bad. Kingston looked hurt. I liked him. I cared about him but FUCK IT. I cared about me much more. I wasn't no gangster. I wasn't about to be dragged into this lifestyle because of some sexy dude.
"You giving me an ultimatum?"
"Think about it how you'd like."
"DRIVER, stop the car!"
I didn't know if I was making the right move. I knew I had to get out though. I found myself getting out and not looking back. I felt like if I looked back at Kingston I would probably stay. I would probably look at his sexy face and be sucked back in. That couldn't happen...no matter what.
When I got home all I wanted to do was go to bed. The idea of almost being shot had affected me more than I thought it would. I walked into the house and noticed something different. The lights were off. I started to panic already. Usually when I came in the lights were on.
There were candles when I walked in to the living room.
What?
As I walked in I saw the couch had moved to the side of the room. There were rose petals on the rugs that led to the center of the room where there was this picnic thing going on. There was slow music playing. Slow soulful Marsha Ambrosius song "Shoes". It was my favorite song. The sexy song played gently in the background. I felt like I had been transported somewhere else all of a sudden.
"Hey..."
I turned to my right to see Shorty standing there. He had his shirt off. He wasn't wearing anything but some black silk boxers. My mouth almost dropped when I saw the imprint of his dick in the shorts.
"What is this?" I asked, smiling.
I couldn't help but to smile.
"I was hoping you would realize where you belonged and cut that thing with Kingston short. It looks like I was right," he stated.
That wasn't exactly what happened. I had been shot at by Grip's guys. I didn't want to ruin the moment though and tell him exactly why I was home early. He seemed happy that I was home early.
"Where's Penny?"
"I asked her to stay at her cousin's house tonight. I wanted some alone time."
Shorty knew me so well. He had put effort into this. I could feel my heart starting to flutter when I noticed just how far he was going. He was actually changing for me. I felt so fucking good about it. It felt so...right.
"Shorty, something happened tonight," I started, "Something happened between Kingston and I."
I had to admit it. I wanted to tell him about the sex that Kingston and I had. I didn't want to lie about it. It was amazing but having been shot at I knew that Kingston probably wasn't the right guy for me. I had to realize that. Maybe the person for me was right under my nose all along.
The music played in the background. I was falling under his spell.