Forbidden Love (s4s)

Chapter 13

Dom POV
I finally get home sighing heavily closing my eyes falling slowly into a deep sleep.

*RING RING*

I try to ignore it and relax once it stops

*Knock knock*

I snap my eyes open glaring at the door hoping whoever is at the door can feel the intense stare

"I know you're glaring at the door but open up its important boss" Bry says in a rushed voice

I hop up knowing it's serious when she calls me boss , I Swing the door open and step aside letting her and her goons in.

"So lets get straight to business, So one of our men are saying there was a Rich in the ghetto, and a guy who wasn't supposed to be on our territory tried to rob them but somehow the rich person managed to get away."

How the hell a rich get into the ghetto?

"-the car crashed into a tree while our men were trying to warn them to watch out." She finishes off

"Well where is this person now?" I stand up grabbing my car keys

"At the trap, in the doctor's room. They identify her as a female who they mistaken as a male who seems to go to the school you teach at."

I groan jogging to my room grabbing my mask that covers my lower half and a bandana to cover forehead so my nose and eyes are the only thing they can see

I come back down seeing them walk out the door, I trail behind them, setting the alarm and lock my door. As I stroll down to the car I notice a flash from the corner of my eye. I snap my head seeing nothing.

I shake my head a little thinking I was TRIPPIN TRIPPIN I get into my car opening the gate so they're able to back out and I start blasting

Collard greens by scHoolboy Q ft Kendrick Lamar (in the media)

I roll my windows down and start rapping hearing bry honk behind me as we ride

"HOLD UP BIIIIATCHHHH...this yo favorite song"

*30minutes later*

we pull up at the trap hopping out. It's so far because like...why would I put the address of my trap house on my application to teach like come on now. So I purchased a house in the suburbs surrounded by gift baskets, neighbors asking for brown sugar and white people or if they're black they just mad annoying and wanna talk about politics and how they support TRUMP

We walk in and everyone stares at me and stop what they're doing and I walk straight to the basement where weed fills the air and music.

I nod my head to the beat and open the door and walks down this long corridor

I know I know when I say this house ain't no regular trap house I mean it. Mini mansion I call it. That's why my rivals don't really know where my trap is. Because they get fooled by this nice looking house in a Ight neighborhood they look straight past it.

I knock on the door and hear a soft

"Come in."

With shuffling and little bangs and stuff hitting the floor

I open the door seeing nothing but booty cheeks poking out the hospital she was wearing
I contain my laughter and pick them up laying them back down as they were making a huge mess

My heart drops to my ass once I see their face...desire

Des pov

*beep...*