I pulled up to the house and into the lower level garage at around 3:00 am. Taking the stairs to the Lobby level, I noticed the security desk was empty. My eyebrow raised in suspicion as I searched the floor. Not finding anyone or any damage, I did the same on the second floor.
Making my way to the third floor, I looked around and noticed a bullet hole by the door. There was also some blood. I pulled out my chrome 9mm and opened the front door. It was darker than usual and it didn't look like Princess was there. The bed was still made and I couldn't see her anywhere.
I started to walk around, making sure the house was clear, only stopping when I felt a cold barrel on the lower back of my head. Turning around slowly, Ashante noticed me and dropped her weapon nervously.
"Oh my god Erik!" she said in relief. She jumped into my arms and I wrapped my arms around her tightly. She started to tear up while I took the gun out of her hand. Putting both of our weapons down, I held her up and carried her over to the couch.
"Baby what happened....Are you okay?....Are you hurt?" I asked her. She shook her head no while trying to speak and calm herself down.
"Yes...yess I'm ok" she stated. "Jonny was here....I almost shot him Babe...I could've killed him right then and there but I let him go!...I shouldn't have let him go!" she wailed out.
"Wait...What do you mean he was here?....In the house?!" I asked baffled.
"Yes babe!...When I got back him and three other dudes were here...He said he got a call from his people in Philly and he needed to talk business with you" she added. My blood started boiling. This motherfucker was bold to show up to my crib, where I lay my head at.
Shon calmed down and went from crying to angry in a matter of seconds. She continued telling me what happened while pacing back and forth, clapping her hands. I was most concerned though, with who got shot and why neither one of us could find security anywhere.
"So who did you shoot?" I asked still a bit confused.
"One of his asshole boys" she said, sucking her teeth.
"Did he try something with you?"
"No!...He said I couldn't shoot so...."
I dropped my head and couldn't help but smile. My little hot headed Leo, I am truly surprised she hasn't killed anyone yet in her lifetime.
"Jonny tried flirting with me but I backed them out of the building and they left peacefully....with the exception of homie's shoulder."
"What the fuck he say?" I asked, my mood completely shifting back to serious again. Ashante came back and straddled me while on the couch.
"It was stupid babe...I wasn't even phased by it"
"Shon..."
She sighed and dropped her head in my shoulder.
"He said he thought I looked good holding the bottle,...seeing me with the 9 looked even sexier...and he liked crazy women"
I nodded slowly, thinking in my head of how I can rip his tongue out of his mouth. Princess brought me out of my trance by kissing on my neck and ear, then whispering lightly to me.
"I'm just happy you're home Baby" her tongue starting to lick on my ear lobe. She knew that was one of my spots and that's probably the only move she could make to distract me. I held onto her ass, gripping it while she continued.
"I missed you" she said lightly.
"Oh yea?" I responded. "How much?"
She giggled and started grinding on top of me.
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Aktuelle LiteraturAshante, a young woman in her Mid 20's, copes with the struggles of growing up in the streets of NYC. The daughter of the cities biggest, most ruthless drug dealer, who was killed in a car crash along with her mother when she was 17, (and also the n...