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It was a dark night, the black range rover sat on the opposite side of the road. On the other side was a small jewelry store. He slid the mask over his face loading up the gun. Jack sat beside him chugging a bottle of brown liquor "let's do this shit bro." Jack eyed his friend tossing the bottle over the seat.
Sharawn eyed Jack "Ay watch it throwin' that bottle around in the whip."
Shamar sat the gun on his lap, he sealed his eyes. The man said a silent prayer to himself before his wrong doings. With that the two young men hopped out of the black range rover.
She giggled brushing her hands across his chest "Did you seriously leave your wife for me Drake?" She stared up at him
"My fiance." He corrected. "And yes I left her for you.. the thing is I'd do anything for you." He spoke honestly. The truth is he's falling for her and he'd do whatever it takes to have her.
Bree took a sip from the glass of wine sitting it back on the table. She climbed on top of him "That's cute but.." she trailed off. He grabbed a hold of her butt "But what?"
"Shamar, he means alot to me you know."
"You sure? Because you wouldn't be here on top of me right now if he was doing everything that he's supposed to." Bree paused taking in Drake's words. Lately she's been trying with Shamar but things were going left. "Every relationship has bumpy roads Drake."
"Yea but maybe that one has too much bumps.. maybe you need someone new.." he slipped his hands under her shirt "Something new."
The once clean floor was covered in pieces of broken glass, all the showcase glasses were busted open. The men raided the jewelry store swiping everything in sight. Sharawn sat in the drivers seat of the range rover sweating bullets, its been a while since the crew did something like this. He's paranoid he had no idea when the cops would sneak up on them.
He watched from the jeep all the havoc his friends were causing. Soon the sound of the police siren spreaded over the street, the two members of the crew raced out of the store. "Wooh c'mon bro let's get the fuck outta hea'." Jack exclaimed.
Sharawn cranked up the jeep swerving out of the parking space. Although the police was hot on the crew's trail, Shamar didn't care he tuned the noises of the sirens out. His attention was focused on the stolen jewels that were in the bag. "Yo look at all this shit we got." He held the diamond chain in his hands interwining it between his fingers.
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He quickly snapped out of his gaze when blood splattered on the diamond chain "Shit Jack."
She ran her fingers through her hair quickly boucing up and down on him. She bit down on her lip while he moaned her name. "Bree, fuck Bree." He growled. His chest heaved up and down as he clutched onto her waist. She slowly raised up off his member "Love you." She pecked his cheek rolling over to the other end of the bed.
His manhood fell flaccid as the contents oozed from it "Shit I love you girl. Only you can make me feel like that." He spoke nearly out of breath. She grinned shaking her head "I know its because I'm magic."
Shamar gripped on tightly to Jack's shoulder "It's ok Jack, calm down I can't lose you too."
The jeep swerved from side to side Sharawn was doing everything in his power to shake the cops. "Speed this shit up cuz." Shamar barked. He slipped his t-shirt off quickly wrapping it around Jack's arm. "We finna take him to the hospital?" Sharawn glanced at his two friends in the back. "Nah we can't, take him back to the space we'll figure this shit out."
