"Can't do without you for sure
Amount a place I and I explore
Still nuh find nobody else I adore
Dem cyaan stop we, yeah
Yuh love a sumn wah mi have to protect
You are my balance and my ease to mi stress
Your vibration never fail me yet
Wull on pon me, yea..."Jada Kingdom - "Wull On"
The bartender in front of Erik was quite generous with the hard liquor inside the mixed drinks she prepared for Klaue's men.
The large glass in Erik's hand was called a Voodoo Hurricane filled with three types of Cruzan rum, pineapple juice, and grenadine syrup. The ash-blonde white woman tending the bar gave it to Erik to try for free when he didn't like the last drink that she mixed for him. Polk, Huntsman, and three other of Klaue's men, two white Zambian born men named Beatty and Gertz, and another Black American named Shipley, sat at the bar with him slinging back shots and loud banter.
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"Wet Sugar" (A Black Panther Fanfic)
FanfictionErik "Killmonger" Stevens has fully embraced his new identity as Killmonger and infiltrated a mercenary group with ties to Ulysses Klaue. Invited to St. Thomas in the U.S. Virgin Islands to meet for the first time, Klaue is impressed with Erik, unaw...