Thug Love [[Tyga Love Story]]

Filler

Goldie

To say Los Angeles is pretty is an understatement. Its really beautiful in its own way. The weather is amazing and you see a lot of diversity among people. "Where are we going first?" I asked as I turned down the music that was blasting through out the car. "We gonna stop bye the sprint store to get you a new phone, then I gotta check on the car lot to see hows business is doing, and I got some people I want you to meet." I nodded, "So you own a couple of businesses too?" He glanced at me and then back at the road. "Yea, I don't want to look to suspicious so I had to start a couple of businesses."

  Not long after the conversation ended we pulled into the parking lot of the sprint store. We both got out and Michael chirped the car making sure it was locked before entering the store. It wasn't busy like I expected it to be, so we got in and out pretty quick. I choose and LG G3, I didn't wanna go back to #teamiphone. Michael's phone began to ring so he took the call outside as they briefly showed me how to worked it. "So your number is..." the man that walked out from the back trailed off as he looked at me. I raised my eyebrow in confusion. "Sorry its just your really beautiful." He stated with a nervous smile. I thought it was really cute how he was nervous because just by looking at him would would think otherwise. I smiled back,"Sorry but I'm in a relationship." he nodded but then quickly apologized for being unprofessional.

    By the time Michael came back in I was finished with everything all he had to was pay for it. Getting back in the car I jumped at the loud music before turning it down. "So I see Imma have to but a ring on yo finger." He said giving me a playful smile. "Huh?" I was confused, Why would he do that? "I saw ole dude try to get your number, when I walked out." I chuckled and shrugged, "That's up too you." He just nodded and started the car.

   Fifteen minutes later we pulled to a car lot that had so many of the most luxurious cars ever made. Lamborghini's, Mercedes, Audi A8, BMW's etc. I was in car heaven. He park and we got out of the car. Almost every one greeted him, even the customers. I guess he's very respected. I followed him up a flight of stairs like a lost puppy and at the end of the hall was double doors that had tiger prints on them. "You can have a seat." he said pointing to a seat in front of the huge desk. I gave attention to my phone while he did something in the back. There was a knock on the door, I guess Michael didn't hear it. I got up and went to the back where he was, calling out his name. "yea." he said before I could reach him. "somebody is at the door." I heard him sigh and pretty soon appear. I followed behind him taking a seat but this time behind the desk. Michael let who ever was at the door in and made his way towards me. I examined the female, she was actually really pretty and her hair was laid. I stood up giving Michael his seat but before I could take a step he pull me down on his lap, wrapping his arm around my waist. It shocked me at first but then I remembered that we had to make it seem like we are really in love. I responded by leaning back in chest."I could come back another time.", the woman said still standing at the door. "No, the time is good take a seat." She did as told and sat in one of the two seats in front of the desk. "So how's the numbers looking?" He said, his business face is so fucking sexy it should be illegal. It was like he knew what he was doing cuz he kept licking his lips.

    After another hour of sitting and listening to them talk we finally left. The drive to the trap house wasn't long but it was longer than the others, and since we didn't talk this time it seemed longer. It wasn't an awkward silence though it was comfortable. "Sup boss." I'm guessing one of his workers said, he was guarding the door so he was security.  Michael just did a simple head nod and I gave a small smile. We walked in and the smell hit me, the cush volume was on high and I could feel myself getting a contact. I heard Michael mumble something under his breath as we walked through out the house. " Aye what the fuck I tell y'all bout smoking and cooking that shit at the same damn time." He yelled at a group of what looked like teenagers sitting in the living room. "Our bad Tyga." one boy said. Tyga just shook his head and pulled me upstairs. He stopped and looked down at me. "Now they know everything, so you don't have to act around them ight." He said, I just nodded and with that he pulled me inside the room.