My Little Secret

✘ THUGS ✘

" Jamiere POV

I hop in my red Ferrari and drive to the trap to do some business for Mr. Jones.

I'm the youngest in the gang, but i still made my way to the top. Now they call me Savage and I am Mr. Jones right hand man.

I can't get lil mama off my mind, he told me he had a daughter I didn't know she'd be that fine. I gotta get to know her, one way or another.

I pull up to the trap house and walk inside.

" Wassup Sav " they said in unison. I nod my head

" Where's the newbie " I said with all seriousness. They knew something was up.

" He's in the back " Killer said. I walked to the back to find our newbie, Jason. I pistol whipped him in the back of his head.

" Where the fuck is my money! " I said with anger filling inside me.

" I don't know ", he looked scared. Bitch made nigga.

" How the fuck you don't know! You were the last one with my money! " I threw punch after punch at this nigga. I spit on his face, " Have my money by tomorrow or else ".

I walked out the back with blood on my hands and sat down. I rolled up a few blunts with my my niggas , it's the only thing that calms me down.

" Did y'all know that Mr. Jones have a daughter? "

" Yea " they said in unison.

" Have you seen her? "

" No " , they all said

" Well lil mama fine " , I said smiling

" How you know " K.O. said.

" Saw her at his house yesterday ", I said still smiling.

" Somebody look like they're sprung " Killer stated.

" I don't know there is just something about her " I told the guys. I really do like her she not going to be like the other hoes i fuck with, I need to have a talk with Mr. Jones.

" Kiana's POV "

I woke to my phone ringing. I sent it straight to voicemail not checking who it was. I heard the front door, I didn't pay attention to it knowing it was probably one of my dad's workers.

My phone rung again and I answered not worrying about who was calling.

" Phone convo "

" Ahhhhhh ! " .

" Damn Asia stop all that screaming its to early. You gonna bust a nigga eardrum off!"

" Girl it is 2:00 pm. , stop complaining ", she stated

" Whatever, what do you need? "

" Malik asked me out last night! "

"Finally " I said rolling my eyes. " I gotta go see you later "

" Bye! ''

" Phone convo over "

I hung up and looked in the mirror. Damn I am sexy! I had on my red Levi's, a plain black shirt, with my black Doc. Martins and I put my long curly hair in a messy bun.

I walked downstairs and saw my dad walking out of his office talking to some guy. Not just any guy, Jamiere.

" Hey daddy! " I said with a fake smile.

" Hey pumpkin " he said returning the smile.

" Who's this? " I asked even though i already know.

" Oh, this is my right hand man. ", he said with a big grin. " Kiana meet Jamiere, Jamiere meet my daughter Kiana " .

We both just smiled and said hey. " Well I will leave you two alone to alone to talk " my father said walking upstairs.

" No " I mouthed to him

" Just do it " he mouthed back. Can my life get any worse.

" Funny seeing you here " I said trying to make conversation. I heard him chuckle, I wonder what type of effect I have on him.

" Yea " he said while looking down. Is he blushing?

" I believe you are blushing " I said while laughing. I make him blush, so sweet.

" Nahh, I don't think so " he said. Ha! He's denying it. I know he likes me and I need to stop messing with his feelings. I told myself not to fall for a thug.

"Ahem! " he yelled breaking me out my thoughts. " I asked you a question " , he said.

" What was it " I asked.

" I wanted to know if you wanted to go on a date?

" I'll think about it ", and with that he walked off. He just asked me on a date. I wonder if my dad will approve , and as if on cue he walked downstairs.

" So how did it go " he asked me.

" So you set me up with that nigga ! You know how I feel about thugs daddy!! "

" I did it because you look lonely, pumpkin"

" I think there is more to it than just that! " I spit back angrily

" Look, he asked me to take you out, I told him he has to pay and he agreed. He will do anything to get to know you. "

" Is that all you care about? Money? You don't even care about me, you told someone they had to pay you to take me on a date! " I was crying heavily now. " You don't even care about my feelings, your sick! "

I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door. I just sat there crying. He doesn't even care for me, all he cares about is the money. I don't even care anymore I just sat there thinking. Why do i go through these things.