Kash POV | 2 Days Later | 9:15 P.M.
Elevated up on my elbow I laid on the edge of Kia's bed watching her as she got ready for work in the bathroom. Standing butt naked in front of the mirror she precisely put her makeup on whilst curling her blonde extensions. I honestly never knew why she wore weave or makeup.. Kia's hair is mad long and without makeup she still flawless... Doesn't have blemishes in her face none of that shit. She's perfect.
"It isn't polite to stare ?, Especially when one is naked." She stated stopping what she was doing pointing her attention to me.
Smirking I got up pulling up my jeans walking in the bathroom.
"It isn't... Least when I'm the one looking at you." I answered moving behind her lowering my head down to her height kissing at her neck. Liking my actions I heard a moan escape her lips as she sat down her curling irons. "K-Kash stop.. Forreal." She giggled pushing me away. "What ?," I asked attempting to kiss her but she dodged me. "You're drunk and want to fuck and I have to go to work, Plus Kash there ain't no telling how many pussy's you've been tasting.. Been coming to my house real late and shit unt uhh," She rambled on and on. Rolling my eyes I pushed at her head gripping her tittys.
"I'm forreal move," She said pushing my arms off her maneuvering from infront of me.
Continuing to curl her hair she kept pushing my hands away from her ass still eyeing me through the mirror. Sucking my teeth I waved her off pulling my phone from my pocket seeing I got a text from my girl Jade.
Jade was a jawn I met down in Harlem three days or so ago and been texting her ever since. She seems mad cool.. Works for this pimp and is good at cleaning money.
Walking out the room down the hall I headed for the kitchen. Kia had made some Curry Chicken and Shrimp last night. Grabbing a plate and fork setting them both on the island, I grabbed a large spoon scooping up what I wanted onto the plate.
Placing the lid back on the saucepan I popped my plate in the microwave for three minutes.
Still texting Jade about some business which could benefit Kia, myself, and her. She mentioned something about getting Kira and her to work for me as Hostess. At first I was biased of the idea but now shit isn't seeming too bad. Especially considering they could help me kill the sons of bitches that crossed me.
Whilst waiting for my food to come out the microwave Kia walked in the kitchen fully dressed and ready. She had on a colorful tie dye mini spandex dress which hugged her curves.
Damn I thought to myself glaring at her liking what I saw.
"What I look good or what ?," she asked holding her hands up.
Throwing a napkin at her I chuckled pulling my food out the microwave feeling her give me a death glare through the back of my head.
"You look too good.. Sure you're just going to work ?," I asked with my eyebrow raised.
Rolling her eyes she gave me this mad corny laugh pulling her purse up on her shoulder, I noticed she had the keys to my Challenger.
"YOO !! My ass if you driving my car," I said quickly snatching my keys. Sucking her teeth she crossed her arms over her chest looking all mad an shit. Sighing I dumped the food into a Rubbermaid bowl grabbing the lid. "OK SOOO.. You're going to take me or no cause I'll drive my damn self or take the train. Scoffing rinsing the currry residue off the glass plate then put it in the dishwasher starting it. "You not taking the fucking train let's g-," I stopped mid sentence due to a knock on the door.
Who the fuck is this ?, I asked myself.
FBI Agent Holmes POV
Standing in this cold cubicle which most call a elevator I waited for it to stop on my floor. Today I had been assigned by my boss Agent Miller to speak to San Quentin prison inmate infamous Matias Escobar. I was told to ask questions concerning the clients most recent charges, his odd daughter Kash, and also to mention a plea deal which means he'll have to flip on cartels and drug lords world wide if he plans on seeing the light of day. Honestly, I'm nervous considering all the men who's on Matias's payroll. Also the pull he has when it comes to getting what he wants.
