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The girl cried as her sweaty body caused dirt to stick to her body, she had cuts and bruises with blood smeared over her body from the interaction she had with young boys men

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The girl cried as her sweaty body caused dirt to stick to her body, she had cuts and bruises with blood smeared over her body from the interaction she had with young boys men. They beat her up real good for what she done, she was regretting it.

Willows hair was stuck all over her face you could barely see it, her hot tears streamed down her face dropping onto her chest and thighs. "I-I... please, I-I'm — Sorry.." she pleaded as she sat in the middle of the room with her hands tied behind her back and her legs tied together also. She couldn't move at all, her body was starting to ache bad.

"Keep pleading and saying you sorry mama, it ain't gone save you" Tootsie walked around her a few times causing her skin to shiver at his presence, she knew she was going to die but it scared her more to not know how.

"Willow.." she heard the voice of her boss speak which sent fear throughout her whole body, she kept her head down. "Why you stole from daddy? Hmm" his deep raspy voice asked expectantly.

All she could say was 'sorry' her other words wouldn't come out until she felt YB grab her hair tightly wrapping it in his fist causing her head to jerk back so she was looking at him. "You mad a big mistake, you know I trusted yo' cute ass too..." he shook his head in disbelief, he wasn't lying either.

"I'm sorry YB, give me one more chance" she managed to choke out from her dry mouth. "See I can't do that shawty, know why? Because you put everyone in danger tonight because yo' greedy ass couldn't get enough huh" he looked at her with disgust one thing he hated was greedy people especially if they had no reason to be greedy, she was getting paid like everyone else. The money was good, she was living good.

"I-I know.." she sobbed trying not to look into his cold eyes, it scared her soul. He slowly let loose of her hair chuckling to himself before stepping back "Aight let them in" kentrell said sternly.

Soon enough the small group of workers that handled his money came in with confused but scared looks on their face, kentrell didn't realise that Syné was part of that group and they'd brought her too. He was too busy dealing with this situation to notice.

"See this.." He looked over at willow then at the faces of his many workers "this what happens when you get greedy and wanna cross me, ya heard?" He pulled out his gun pointing it to the head of willow.

Syné felt her body tense up she was seeing a completely different side to kentrell a side she didn't know if she liked at all, it was scary. She was scared of him right now, she knew he killed people and sold drugs but she didn't think she'd actually see him in action. It was too much for her, she couldn't. "Please no" she mumbled to herself softly while closing her eyes tight hearing four rounds of bullets go off, her body jumping in fear at the sound. She felt her ears ringing and heard the other girls scream, cry or gasp.

"You die! Let this b a warning to yall hoes, don't fucking play with me and my business. I'll find yo' dirty ass and kill you without hesitation. Now fuck outta here—- clean this up" he tucked his gun back on his waistline looking at his niggas, they nodded.

The girls started to walk out talking amongst themselves while Syné stood their shocked her whole body freezing up, she'd never seen someone die before not right in front of her eyes at least. Kentrells heart dropped to his ass once he saw Syné standing their with fear all over her face, he didn't remember she was part of that group.

"Fuck" he cursed under his breath before wiping off his hands with a wet towel then walking over to her, he hovered over her for a few moments since she didn't acknowledge his presence he touched her gently on the cheek causing her to flinch and look up at him. He fucked up...

"Syné..." he softly said not wanting to scare her any further, she looked like she wanted to cry like she didn't even know what she was doing here. "Let's go upstairs" he grabbed her hand and she simply just followed holding his hand.

Once they got to her room he sat her down on the bed and crouched down in front of her, she was in a trance and he was trying to get her out of it. "Look at me, Syné. Look at me" he ordered grabbing her face between his fingers. "I can't.." she avoided eye contact as her voice cracked.

Her words hurt him deeply he didn't want her to be scared of him, she was the last person. "Whatchu mean you can't? Fuck is you talking bout shawty. Look at me!" His voice was more stern now this time grabbing her face harder, making her look at him. "I look different to you? I'm still the same Kentrell you met and known. I just had to do my job Syné and you knew about it, it ain't yeen know" he explained.

"You killed her..." her voice cracked as a tear slipped through her eye. Kentrell sighed going to sit beside her trying his best to comfort her sadness. "It ain't nice seeing someone die infront of you, I know. Ian even know you was in the room, I woulda' never done it if you was. You know that" he assured her.

She wiped her tear nodding, she knew he had to do his job but she just wished she never saw it. "Okay, I understand.." she quietly spoke holding Kentrells hand tight.

"You scared of me Syné? Why can't you look at me in the eye" he asked worriedly wanting her to tell him she wasn't scared or angry with him, he couldn't stand knowing she was scared of him. Angry was one thing but scared?

She took a deep breath before bringing her eyes to his own, staring into his now soft honey brown eyes they made her feel safe and wanted "I'm not scared of you kentrell, I understand" she touched his left cheek with her hand, rubbing small circles with her thumb. He licked his lips feeling better once she told him. "You know I'd never hurt you or let anyone hurt you Syné, you mine forever and I promise to protect you no cap" she smiled at his words loving how he spoke to he.

"I know" she smiled still rubbing his face, he leaned his head on her shoulder as they sat in silence for a few more moments until the door knocked interrupting their moment.

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