Questions:
What took so long?
Firstly, I do not like this book. Well not this book but the first one. Let's admit it, it was bad. And now I'm stuck trying to write a second book that's based on shit from the first one. I was so close to just stopping this book just so I could go and remake the first one... but I wouldn't do that. I will later though.
Why are you even writing if you take this long to update?
Uuum... the unfollow and delete buttons are just a few clicks away.
UUUUUPPPDDDAAATTTTEEE!!??
*Crickets*
OMG, why is this story moving so slow?
If you go back to the first question then you will understand why. The first book went by waaayy too fast and was shit so Imma take my sweet precious time on this one... plus it builds anticipation.
Sooooo, are you done?
Yes, you may continue.
The Link is Zora Howard's "On Things of Which I Am Ashamed". She crazy.
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Young nigga switchin' up the program right now
Tryna put the power in my own hands right now
Days In the East x Drake
DJ's POV (Earlier)
“Shit, why the fuck you ain't tell me?” Black asked as he sat at the bar.
I stood behind it, opening a bottle of Henny and chuckled, shaking my head.
“I ain't tell nobody. It was a surprise.” I told him.
“Fuck a surprise nigga. Yo ass done had a whole damn club built and I had not a fuckin' clue. How the fuck you hide shit like that? Only you, man, I swear.” He shook his head.
I laughed at him and poured the liquor in the ice filled glasses. Shit, ain't nobody know, though.
I honestly ain't think it was a such a big fucking deal. DJ was never the one to stay still. I had to keep fucking moving and everybody knew that. Opening this club is just another move in the game.
“I mean, shit, I always talked about it so then it was just like 'why the fuck not'. Now that shit started really poppin' I need somethin' to hide my other businesses.” I took a sip of my drink and cleared my throat. Black nodded his head and sipped his too.
Everything was almost done. Opening night was in two weeks and I knew it was going to be fucking big. How could it not? I'm fucking DJ. Everything I do is big and if it ain't big then it ain't me. Anyway, this club about to be big. It had everything. Strippers, hookahs, liquor, bomb ass music, VIP... everything. I'm not gonna say my club for everybody but it's something for everybody.
I looked at my watch and I knew it was time for me to head out. Shit, I can't believe I actually had a fucking date. Did I really want the pants that bad? I quickly finished my drink and threw the glass in the sink.
“I gotta fucking go.” I told Black, scratching my chin.
“AH, shit, that's right. Nigga got a fucking date, huh?”
I grabbed his glass and put it in the sink too. Making my way 'round the bar, I said:
“Nigga, shut the fuck up. It ain't shit.” I grabbed my jacket from the stool and laughed.
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No Time for Love
RomanceAlexia and DJ are here again! DJ has done big things since the past. Now being the biggest Kingpin in Virgina, he's at the top of his game. He has learned his lesson and him being tied down is far from an option. He has come to realize that running...
