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At the trap.

Dave East aka Big E

100k had been taken. None of my cameras were showing anything. I had one camera on the other side of my trap house that nobody knew about. The trap was trashed.

I knew niggas were going to brave but not this brave. War is what they're asking for. I want my money, their money and their heads.

I was talking to Snoop. He was suppose to be here running shit today. I didn't have any big enemies right now so this shit just shooked me.

"Where the fuck were you"

"Boss, I got hungry and went to get something to eat."

"So you left the trap not supervise?"

"Y..ea. Yes" , he stuttered

"Why the fuck would you do it that?"

He just stood there looking at me. I punched him in his nose. I heard a crack.

"Sorry"

"Sorry my nigga? DO YOU SEE MY FUCKIN PLACE????? Huh?"

"It won't happen it again"

"It wasn't suppose to happen to begin with snoop.", he was shaking in his shoes, "now imma let you off this time", I shot him in his knee, "but if this shit happens again. It's your life. I promise you."

These niggas thought shit was sweet and a game. I needed to get the camera the camera footage from the cameras across the street. I needed these niggas head now.

*Ding

From UNKNOW.
How's it lookin

*Ding

From 987-335-2345
I'm one step ahead of you.

This nigga was dumb. I had the number.

I called Jake.

"My nigga"

"Yo"

"What's up?"

I got a number that I think has been sending me random messages

"Swing it"

"987-335-2345"

"Imma holla at u around 12pm tomorrow be on tha look out for my call."

"One"

War is what's coming for these niggas.

The next day.

I reached over to my night stand to see, Nia messaged me saying my food was in the microwave.

I headed straight to the kitchen to see my plate with pancakes and lots of bacon. I hurry and ate. I had to run a few places, set some new rules for my traps and meet a new connection.

10:45 am

I headed out the door and headed to 22nd street where my biggest operation is. I needed to invest in some business.

Once I walked into the trap. I seen girls naked bagging up product and niggas counting money.

I walked into my office to see the chart of how much money each person brung in. I see that money was flowing and business was running nicely.

I still needed to make sure everybody knew the rules. I called my enforcers.Kai and Keel.

"Some shit happen over at 45ave, make sure this trap is not left unintended or that will be BOTH of your heads. Shit needs be on a tight."

I didn't go into depth because I will be having a meeting for both traps to attend and whoever didn't was getting killed. I didn't care.

*Ring
*Ring
*Ring

Jake.

"Yo"

What's poppin

"The number belongs to Kamia Davis and she stays on Bebe street."

That shit had my blood boiling. The same bitch I was fucking set me up. She's a dumb bitch.

Now I owe her a visit.

••••••

Jania Blake aka Nia

It was now 3pm and I was finally off of work. I couldn't wait to get home and relax. I was tired.

To David❤️
You home?

I just wanted my man. I needed to pick something to eat first. I was starving.

I stopped at the Wendy's and got myself the chicken nugget meal. I needed to go to a couple stores but that had to wait. I was exhausted.

From David❤️
Omw in 20. What's wrong?

To David❤️
I just want cuddle wit u. I'm tired.
I got you something from Wendy's tho.

From David❤️
I'll see you at home crybaby.

I loved how he called his home my home. We haven't officially moved in together. I retrieved my food and head home.

10 minutes later.

I drove into the drive way to see Dave's car there. I was excited.

"BABE!!!?"

"Upstairs"

I headed up all the steps to be greeted  by my sexy ass boyfriend.

"Hey sexy", he shook his head and started laughing at me.

"Hey my love", he bent down kissed my lips n my forehead."

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing but I have a special night of us just chillin here tonight."

"Okay, I need to shower now though"

"Let's go. I got the tub waiting anyways."

✔️
Trying to make chapters more then 400 words.
-daddystrapbaby

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