Manhattan , NewYork

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Kennedy

12:02pm .

" hit me on the celly , watching belly
God's son , I can see they study makaveli
Peanut butter benz , got the jelly at the deli
If you feeling like a ninja , I got a machete "

I nodded my head to the beat , as my trunk vibrated from the outside . I smirked and killed my engine as i pulled into a parking space that read

Kennedy steel

In big white bold letters .

I grabbed my all white Chanel purse out of the passenger seat  , brushing my fingers against the cold red interior  . After doing that i made my way inside of my office building , making sure to lock my doors before entering .

" GoodMorning Miss steel " my receptionist Kelly spoke , typing away at her mac book . Stopping once to look me in my eyes and give me the proper greeting .

I nodded my head and gave her a warm smile , licking my lips . Tasting the cherry flavored lip gloss that was thickly coated on my lips .

I hated lip stick .

"Any clients for me sweetheart ?"

She nodded , making her long curly ponytail swing back and forth .

"We have a man by the name of  Anthony Alsina , according to my list he's already checked in so he should be ready for you in your office . " she assured me .

My stomach churned at that name , I haven't seen Anthony since he got out of prison and that was 3 years ago . 

I nodded and thanked her , making my way to my office . My palms started to sweat as my office door appeared into my view , my heels click clacked against the tile floor , I took a deep breath as I approached my door . Reaching out and turning the cold knob .

And  there he was , the monster himself . His broad shoulders slumped into the chair , his back was facing me but his head was titled back a bit , with his mouth slightly opened followed by light snores.   I rolled my eyes and kicked the door shut with my heel . Making a few pictures rattle on my wall .

Waking him with my entrance he jumped out of his sleep and leaned over , rubbing his face .

" damn Kennedy  , still rude i see " . He mumbled as he sat up properly in his seat , watching me walk to my desk .

" hello Anthony " I spoke , my face kept Stern but also relaxed . I guess you can call it my resting bitch face .

He examined me , I could feel his eyes burning through my souls as he nodded his head as if he approved of my outfit . I sat my purse down along with myself and began to talk .

" are you here for a loan ? Because if you are , you are in debt and we have nothing to give yo-"

He cut me off with a laugh , he laughed in my face as he looked me in my eyes . After wiping tears from his eyes he regained his composure and went back to being serious .

" nah Luh mama ' I'm not here fa money , I'm hea because i need somebody on ma team " he spoke . His thick southern accent cutting into his words .

I rolled my eyes .

" august I told you I don't strip " . I whisper yelled as I rolled my eyes .  That's the reason why august ass went to jail in the first place , he was running an illegal strip joint in Atlanta before i left for college and got busted . The Feds were watching him for a year but luckily since his step dad is a lawyer august only did 3 years with 2 months probation and was let off with a warning .

" Kennedy there ya go , jumping to conclusions . What you a frog or sum shit na ?"

I pursed my lips and tapped my foot .

He chuckled and continued .

" I need somebody to stack ma money for me , ya know ? Watch ma houses while i move my work . And ride around with ya boy sometimes . How ya feel bout dat ?"

I was confused from the time he started his sentence until he finished .

" what ? August what work would you be moving ?! What are you talking about ?" I whisper yelled once more . My blood now boiling .

He leaned back in his chair and fixed his posture .

" drugs ma "  .

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7:00 pm

Kennedys pent house .

I sat in my bubble bath with my two cinnamon candles placed at the base corner of my tub .

I sighed and leaned back , closing my eyes . Letting the warm water relax my tense body . My feet was sore and blistered up from walking and running errands for my office today .

August voice replayed in my head .

" drugs ma "

I told him that I would think about it because a little extra money would be good on the side , but who would run my office ? I'm so used to being the boss , what if my business falls apart ? 

I sighed once more and opened my eyes , letting my thoughts drift off for now . Maybe I would take the offer .

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