The Trap Kings' Babydoll

9. She's Mine.

I really took every ounce of strength I had to peak around Benito's shoulder to look at the guy, but at the same time, I was relieved he couldn't see me because he was scary looking and intimidating.

"Word on the street is The Trap Kings lost my shipment." Ricardo says. "Dime que no es sierto." He demands.

"It's dealt with Ricardo." Benito stated.

"So you're telling me that it was stolen?"

"I'm telling you that it's fucking dealt with." Benito repeats, sternly.

I watch a cigarette bud fall to the floor before Ricardo's boot steps on it. The twisting menacing matter of the boot reminding me of how my stomach was feeling, I was in knots inside not knowing what would happen next. Silently praying behind Benito that nothing major would happen and we would part our ways.

"If I don't have my shipment by Saturday..." He paused for a couple seconds. "I'll be taking something that's valuable to you."

I move closer to Benito, until my breast were firmly pressed up against his back and took a look around to see Ricardo. When he see's me, his eyes bore into mine, and he smirks at me.

"That sexy piece of ass behind you will belong to me if I don't get what's mine."

His venomous words directly hitting me. There was no way in hell that I would belong to anyone but myself. This might be how their world worked but not mine.

Did I tell him that? Hell no, he was terrifying and even though Benito was here to protect me, I didn't want to risk anything to happen to either one of us.

"You won't lay a hand on her." Benito practically screams, making a move towards him, but I pull him back knowing that wouldn't be smart.

Ricardo lets out a laugh, "Is her pussy that good that you're letting her control you?"

Excuse me?

"Fuck you!" I let go of him, which was probably a bad idea.

Benito grabbed Ricardo by the collar of his button up but that didn't seem to scare him, he was smirking and laughing.

It made sense when 3 of his guys came running out with guns, all of which were pointed at Benito.

"Not so tough now, huh Conejo?" Ricardo menacingly says, crossing his arms.

I quickly sprint to Benito, grabbing onto his forearm and pulling him back.

"Let's go home, please." I say, scared for his life.

"Listen to your whore Conejo." Ricardo licks his lips, smirking.

My jaw drops, what is up with everyone insulting me today?

"I am no one's whore!" I yell at him on impulse, and forgetting about who he was for a few seconds, my body pounces up trying to attack him. If it wasn't for Benito's quick reflexes, I don't know what I would've done.

Ricardo merely laughs, shaking his head as he signals his men to follow him.

"3 days Conejo." He points at Benito. "Or she's mine."

I stay quiet, watching him and his men disappear into the darkness of the night. Did that really just happen? For a second it didn't seem real, this kind of life was something I was not used to. But I knew that if I wanted this thing with Benito to work then I would have to find a way to deal with it.

"Are you okay?"

his voice shakes me from my daze, and I look up at him. I give him a little smile, that lets him know I'm fine.