Time to move.

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💥BANG BANG💥someone knocking Hard on our door by this time it's 4:04 in the morning. TF?. Babe look down at me with squinted eyebrows , I had risen up at this point. " Leave the shower running " J said while grabbing his robe , water dripping down my face, I stepped out the shower adjoined to our bedroom. I quickly walked to my bed grabbing my silk robe throwing it on sloppy, breast slightly showing not giving a damn I hit the black button on our dresser . Revealing our engraved matching pistols "J &C" his all gold desert eagle had some weight! I grabbed my rose gold pistol and tipped toed behind him .. tapping him with the gun he grabs it pushing me behind the door. Opening the door pointing the pistol without hesitation why the fuck you banging on my door 4 in the damn morning! "Fuck You Pussy Nigga" . The  (unknown voice) said. My face tightened up "the fuck" I whispered to myself. I take my gun off safety, one already in the chamber . I point it through the cracks of the door my eyes widen at the sight of two others to his left ! I shot through the crack of the door  and hit his ass directly in the neck.  He quickly drop the gun he was holding behind his back "dumb move". I said in my head , He clenched his neck blood getting everywhere . Babe closed the door immediately screaming "what the fuck". Blood splatter on his face...I said it's two more at the door "nigga duck and load the fuck up " we ran into the bed room.. he slides on his stomach on to the carpet reaching under the bed, grabbing his all black Gucci suitcase , he loads the Beretta. Pulling one into the chamber he throws me my purple 9mm."It's about to be war in this muthafuvka" j said. J standing at 5'6 chocolate smooth skin , pretty brown eyes and an sexy ass smile lean built Honey my husband handsome . He is someone you don't want to see upset though . He tighten his robe proceeding towards the bathroom  see I told y'all in the beginning it's layers to this shit ! He turns on his heels whispering " I love you chocolate " . I slid under the bed before the two men dressed in all black , Kick the door in I'm under the bed pointing the 9mm towards one of their legs , as one enter our bedroom he walks towards the closet turning the lights on . I shift slowly making sure I kept a good angle on him . Out my peripheral someone else enter the bedroom . I can see J peeking out the crook of the bathroom door . He's positioned   just right so he can see them through the mirror , laying on my side getting the perfect angle to hit anyone of their ass. "Thug nigga from the trenches never had a heart
Drug dealer, contract killer, loyal from the start
I put that dope dick down on shawty, I've been servin' raw
They say I'm pussy and they say I'm fake but I say I AM WHO THEY SAY I AM" Youngboy nba abruptly plays off one of their phones... He stood at least 6ft 5in he grabs his phone . Shutting It Off "Fuck" in a raspy deep voice. Cocking my head to my side "something not right "....  The other man was short 5'4 5'5 skinny "mon shut di  fukn phone off mi boi no" he spoke lowly but seriously. " He's half way through the double doors.. The Raspy voice guy Right Behind Him . Shower Still Running mon Mi Turn It Off "Mon Chek Unda Da Bed Aye"...  BOOM BOOM Before he could finish his sentence brains was on our marbles floors blood spattered everywhere the Jamaican man body hit the floor, landing partially on the carpet . Jamaican man eyes connected to mines eyes left wide open as his soul left his body. J ran From behind the door revealing an all gold glock , Beretta on his side  "what the fuck are you doing in my house". J spat meanwhile I'm laying under the bed gun pointing directly at him . He said you know who the fuck sent me? .  Now shit is really not adding up I want to shoot the fuck nigga so bad but something telling me to wait just a little while longer . He knows something and he is about to tell some shit... J push the glock in his mouth and told that fuck boy if you don't talk yo mouth gone rang in about 5 .2 secs. MaH Nigga TALK! Who tf sent you , your friend wasn't to lucky my boy . He Drops His Gun . J back him in the corner and whispered "chocolate" I came from up under the bed like a snake , Gun pointing str8 at him ,  a confused look was on his face . I smirked . Why? Why are you here I said in a innocent voice far from it . I giggled WATS GOOD? Florida accent slanging HEAVILY. I slowly walked my thick ass to my dresser and tapped my green button. My dresser lift up and revealed my blade gently moving it back and forth in my hand . I walked towards him breast slightly showing hair still damp , waves forming perfectly  as it dries , As if I wasn't about to kill him with a smile on my face . In his mind he's probably wondering how a sexy ass bitch like me can be So cold. I giggle again to myself.  I grab my blade and gently touch  his neck a faint line of blood being to spill he whimpered. I love keeping my knifes sharP as I pop the p . He cuts his eyes at me . It's a nice sound to hear the knifes clash together. I stared him directly in his eyes what do you want ? . You ruin our lovely night I pouted." When baby's mad it's not good'' J stated . If you  think My husband ruthless , Check me out "I clenched my teeth". I cut his ear off in one motion . He clutches where his ear use to be  and yells in agony . I walked away then turned around and kick his cry baby ass in the chest knocking the wind outta his ass . I smiled "baby I think he's ready to talk now"... I grab my box of pre rolled blunts and lit one ...

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