In which a young girl who has no family, no friends finds herself on the streets to survive on her own. Until she meets youngboy one of the biggest drug dealers in Baton Rouge, he gives her a job but soon starts to realise it isn't for her. He had o...
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A few days had passed and Syné was settling in just fine, apart from a few petty bitches that worked with her trying to start drama with her everything was good. She had gotten into her second fight in just a couple of days, this one hoe called red kept picking on her about random shit and she wasn't going for it so they scrapped it out of course Syné won that one.
Then this other bitch Kirsty didn't like the way Syné walked around like she 'ran shit' Syné didn't know what that hoe was talking about because most of the time she was in her room if she wasn't needed so that didn't make no sense. Skylar had to put the girls in their place since YB didn't want anyone messing with Syné he promised he'd shoot any bitch that tried her, Skylar already knew that YB took a liking to the girl but didn't say anything.
"Some bitches think they so nice walking around here with a stick up they ass" Red shadily spoke with Kirsty making sure Syné heard everything they were saying, Syné decided to be the bigger person and just stay quiet and continue counting the money she was told to count.
"Shut the fuck up Red before I smack the shit out of you" donny told red while he counted up some cash too, red rolled her eyes going back to what she was doing.
"Rich nigga, eight-figure, that's my type. That's my type, nigga that's my type" Syné rapped off the top of her head as she counted up the bands, stacking them up as she went along.
"Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe" she twerked in her seat while Skylar gassed her up while the other girls watched bitterly. They could join in if they wanted to but they were bitches. "Bad bitch ima' ride the dick all night..." Syné and Skylar both yelled together while fanning themselves with the bands.
"Bitch how we both thinking the same shit?" Skylar said in disbelief "bitch I know right our minds gotta be connected..." Syné laughed too. "Gotta be"
"Who riding dick all night?" YB walked in munching on a chicken wing, licking his fingers while looking around the room mostly at Syné and Skylar. He knew their voices.
Syné blushed slightly as they made eye contact "Syné she riding the dick all night" Skylar told YB while stacking up some more money laughing. YB looked at Syné who was blushing hard trying to hide it, he licked his lips chuckling "oh yeah... lemme not say too much, she embarrassed already" he laughed walking back out the room.
"Why he always look at you like that" Skylar said smirking gassing Syné up. "Bitch shut up he don't look at me like nothing" Syné laughed.
"Damn right he don't! Because he mine hoe, back off" Kirsty said with a mug listening in one thief conversation.
"You really claiming your boss? The one you fucked one time and he left yo' ass because your pussy stunk, aight" Skylar chuckled at Kirsty's delusional ass.
"Fuck You Skylar just because you couldn't fuck him don't hate on me, dyke bitch" Kirsty clapped back.
"Dyke bitch? I look better than your dog ass that's for sure and if I wanted him I woulda fucked, I have a nigga thank you..." Skylar simply said before waving the conversation off and going back to her job.
