Justin's POV
I was on my way to the warehouse to meet up with my boys because we needed to discuss how we're gonna catch this Jayceon guy. I had left Demi back at the beach house once Pat came over, I still couldn't help but worry about her. She's my girl so I have to make sure she's safe at all times. Pulling up at the familiar warehouse, I hastily parked the car and made my way inside the drug filled property. Shaking hands with a few of my workers I jogged up the stairs and took a seat at the head of the table waiting for the others to come. I decided to roll a few joints up to kill some time, but was interrupted by a knocking on the door.
"What?!" I yelled out.
Not even a second later the door swung open only to reveal one of the crew's whores, Lexy. I rolled my eyes at the sight of her and continued to roll my weed up. Before we got with our women, Lexy was of the main girls we got into bed. Now looking at her made me confused as to why we kept her around for so long. Oh yeah, it was that big mouth she had on her.
"You gonna stand there all fucking day or are you gonna talk?" I asked already annoyed with her flat face.
"Why are you acting like you don't miss me, Bizzle?" she pouted thinking she looked cute.
"That's because I don't miss you?"
She kissed her teeth, walked around the table and sat on top of the desk in front of me.
"Heard you got yourself a new bitch," she said rolling her eyes.
Clenching my jaw tight, I dropped the blunt on the desk and stood up getting in her face. Wrapping my hand around her neck as she smirked caused me to grow angrier.
"You better what your mouth, before I make sure you never speak again!" I yelled, gripping her neck tighter.
Letting her go she started to cough but it quickly turned into a laugh, "I always loved it when you get aggressive, baby." she purred, stroking my face with her hand.
I slapped her hand away before pushing her body back causing her to stumble.
"I don't understand you hoes, we have girlfriends but yet y'all continue to open your legs, always trying to fuck up a happy home."
"Oh please Bizzle, everyone knows you can't be faithful for too long." she said, before laughing like a fucking hyena.
"Why do you always want me anyways, you're a hoe, why don't you go annoy somebody else?" I said laughing and watching her face change into an angry expression.
"Because I love the way you fuck." she told me matter of factly.
"Well you ain't getting this dick, bitch. Ever. So get the fuck out of my face." I laughed in her face.
"How's your girl gonna feel when I tell her you been cheating on her with me?"
See now she was just pissing me off.
"She's not gonna feel anything, 'cause number one, I ain't cheating on her and number two, you don't even know her and if you did you're not going anywhere near her." I warned.
"Let's be real here, Bizzle. You're known to be a little bitch so do you really think she would believe you over me?" she said before letting out a evil cackle.
Clenching my fists tight, I stood up from my chair, knocking it backwards and started making my way over to her.
"You see Bizzle, I always get what I want and I want you. So now I have to eliminate that little problem named Demi." she sneered when she said her name.
Backing her into the corner of the wall she had nowhere to go. Of all the girls I've fucked she had to be the one with the most balls, and that's not cool with me at all. Pulling my closed fist back, I punched this bitch straight in the nose, sending her to the floor in seconds. Blood gushed out her nose as she cried out in pain. Was I sorry? Hell no. Male or Female, I don't care. Don't mess with what's mine. Her annoying cries filled the room only adding to my already annoyed self. Sending a kick to her side she screamed out. I bent down and yanked her head up by her hair.
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Royal Adoration
FanfictionA story of the heartless and the hurt. Can a man known to have no heart, save the one who was so broken? Justin "Bizzle" Bieber. That name alone can make a simple person shudder. Bizzle was no average hustler, he was much worse. He ran every street...