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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Kentrell pulled up outside his house he was finally back from his lil trip. He was tired from the long journey and just wanted to shower and lay up under his girl. Walking into the house he called out her name "Syné!" He walked around looking for her, going upstairs to check if she was in the room.
Syné was sitting on the bed wearing her Versace robe like she was waiting for him, he smirked at her but she held a straight face. "You actin' like you not happy to see me" he noticed her behaviour straight away slowly walking over to her. Syné couldn't lie and say she didn't miss kentrell because she did, it was taking everything in her not to pounce on him and fuck him but she couldn't.
"Hmm" she simply said as he grabbed her face with one hand kissing her lips then her cheeks, making his way to her neck. "Kiss me back" he told her going to her lips once again, she was fighting him. "Get off Kentrell" she sighed pushing his face away from hers, standing up from the bed and crossing her arms over one another.
Kentrells face scrunched up and he looked at her crazy "fuck is wrong with you bae, why you acting like that" he asked. "Because you have a whole fucking kid and wasn't even going to tell me!" She yelled getting straight to the point. Kentrells face dropped hearing her say that, he didn't expect her to find out so soon. He was going to tell her when the time was right. "Baby.." he stepped forward but she stopped him shaking her head.
"Why didn't you tell me, huh?" She frowned speaking with attitude. "I was, I just ain't think it was the right time" he shrugged as if he didn't care.
"Right time? Nigga the moment you knew you liked me you should of been told me! Fuck you mean boy"
"Yeen ask slime, fuck I gotta tell you everything for? It ain't that deep, I gotta son and? It ain't stopping our life together" he spat tiredly he just wanted to sleep. "Are you serious? It changes everything Kentrell!" She yelled feeling rage form in her body.
"How?" He simply asked confused how it changed everything. "Because ima be playing the stepmomma role like did you even think if I was ready for all that?"
"Ian think it was a big deal everyone loves kids" he pulled his shirt off over his head walking over to his closet, throwing it in the dirty wash. He grabbed some fresh clothes laying them out on the bed. "I can't stand yo' ass honestly don't even know how to be serious" Syné sat down on the bed shaking her head.
"Look Syné it ain't nothing, I'm sorry for not telling you aight? My fault" Kentrell actually apologised and it was genuine he could see that Syné was hurt by it so he apologised something he never did. Syné noticed he used the word 'sorry' knowing he never does. "You're sorry?" She asked raising a brow in disbelief.
He nodded noticing he used the word too "yeah, I'm sorry" he said again walking over to her, he was shirtless so it distracted Syné. She eyed over his body feeling herself get turned on just by being close to him, he towered over her. His hand went to her face grabbing it softly and tilting it back so she was looking up at him.
