Trap Nigga's Princess || a.a

Chapter 8

Amber

I woke up and groaned as I looked around. I had no clue where I was at or how I got here. I was in some sort of dark room , with absolutely no windows just pitch dark. I felt the side of my face and it stung so bad. I looked in my pocket to see if I had my phone on me and surprisingly I did !

I had hundred of calls and texts from August and everybody else. Right when I was about to call August somebody walked in. He didn't say anything , he just stared at me standing in the doorway. I couldn't see his face but it looked he was wearing so kind of Purge mask. He finally made a move and walked over towards me , snatching my phone out of my hands.

I let out a low cry as he bent down and pulled his face closer to mines. I could see his eyes through the mask and he was breathing heavy , almost as if he had just got done running. I moved my face out of the grip of his hand and he yanked my face again towards his.

"Don't fuckin pull away from me." He said to me

"What the fuck do you want from me ? Let me go !" I yelled his in face

And with all his might , he slapped me causing me to hit my head again the wall and I fell to the ground.

"You aren't leaving here no time so ya heard ? Not until boss get done with you and gets what he needs from August."

"Fuck that shit , let me the fuck go !" I demanded.

He chuckled a little then sighed.
"Bold little one ain't cha ? Let's go."

He walked over to me and dragged me by my hair out the room. He pulled me down a long hall way til we made it to a room. He knocked on the door exactly three times and was told to come in. The room was a lot different then the room I was in , this room had light , windows and was more spacey.

He walked me over to what looked like a desk and a man sat behind there. The man chuckled as I tired to put up a fight with the guy wearing the purge mask but he just man handled me and sat me in a chair in front of the desk the man was sitting at and held my arms so I couldn't move.

"You move and I'm breaking your fuckin arms." He whispered in my ear.

The man behind the desk looked at me as his lit his blunt and leaned back into the chair then spoke.
"So your this Amber I been hearing about ? Heard you got yo boy August in love and shit is that correct."

"What the fuck that gotta do with anything ? Leave him the hell alone." I scolded

"Damn." He said laughing as he blew smoke from his mouth.
"You feisty. I see why August fuckin with you. You turned yo boy soft as a muhfuckin pillow."

"August is nowhere near soft. My man harder then a lot of you niggas. You and I both know that." I said with a fake smile.

He left out another laughed then wiped his eyes.
"I can't even be mad at cha , you his girl so you gotta take up for him. I respect that."

"I'm sorry , who are you again ?"

"Keith , I work for Don. How are you ?"

"I'll be better if you let me outta here."

"No can do little lady." He said as he sat on his desk facing me."
"We got business to take care of."

"Nah we don't."

"You a cute little thang Amber." He said putting his hand on my chin.
"Ain't she cute ?" He asked the man in the mask.

"Fine actually , she just so damn feisty." He said.

"What the hell is August doing with you , get somebody that knows how to handle you." He smirked.

"August can handle me. Get off his dick damn , I'm the only one riding it."