"J" grabbed my half of blunt and took a couple drags from it. He stared at the now bloody Rasta mon in the face , hands tied behind his back connected to his feet. " mon let me go or kill me no ? I dont talk fi nuthin" . J pulled one more last drag and walk over to him he lift his hand and put the blunt out in his eye. The man began to scream in agony . "De fck mon" ahhh " fuck. J became eye level with the man . "Look pussy boy low but very stern' . I am going to kill you but it will be slow and painful . My wife loves slicing and dicing I wonder what's next . I then grab my machete from behind our bed and walk over pointing it directly at his private. "Ohk Ohk Ohkay mon fck me gon die eitha way eh! ". Tears running down his face . Blood on the corners of his mouth mixed with spit, mah brutha and I was hired to kill yuh two mutha fckas . "They told us to be careful cuz y'all on some Bonnie and clyde type shit." He began to shake his head but we didn't fucking listen his raspy voice began to break up badly. I smirked "continue" ! I yelled. "Ya husband sold us fake products ! Mi people been doin business fa years bloodclot! Fucked us over". I slid on my heels and face my husband who's face was Snow White . I turn around towards raspy voice proceed , " well two men that delivers for your husband has been tipping us off. My husband let the man finish , he then raise his gun . The man close his eyes ready to die , j stopped and demand to know more but he had gotten up from his seat and grabbed my knife .... "what are the men names ?." J said while walking towards him. " Ken and 10." Without hesitation he cut loose his rope connected to his feet. "STAND"! J Spat . I walked over to the bed with my machette in my left hand , gun in my right. I'm just floored because ken is my right hand man and 10 is J step brother . "TAKE ME TO YOUR BOSS NOW". STERN ASF "J" was not fucking off . " Man I don't sell fake products"! J yelled . FIRST OFF PAUSE In my mind I'm questioning him like ..
Fake products are you serious?
What in the fuck is my husband into ?
I thought you dispatch clothing ?
"CHOCOLATE" Now is not the time to be looking stupid J Spat ! Come tf on!
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Mistero / Thriller"Chocolate " and "J", Two entrepreneur's who've conquered so many hardship together that their bond could never be broken. Chocolate and J have many layer's and like an onion the more you peel the more you reveal... be aware of explicit content.
