Trap's POV
"Chanel WHAT THE FUCK! NIECY! " I yelled trying to put everything together. London stared in my eyes. My face went blank. She was fine as fuck.
"Shut the fuck up. I brought yo hoe ass a gift. Here go yo Del Mar assets and I got sum else. Come on Des." London walked past me, pushing me out the way. She passed the blunt to Angel who then stood up facing Melly.
*BOOM* She punched the fuck out of Melly who was now on the floor bleeding from his nose.
"Don't you ever point no gun at me. Bitch ass nigga." Angel said sternly and exhaling the smoke. Imani and Niecy erupted in laughter.
"Man Angel what the fuck?" Ivy said laughing as well. I guess he found it funny that she knocked Melly out.
"Y'all see my sister and wife on they sniper shit. Oh yeah and the k9s." Ivy started laughing again.
"Bitch fuck you I seen you talking to them hoes in the club. You fuck anything that move." Angel punched his arm. He eventually grabbed her waist and kissed her.
"MmmmMMM" I heard a muffled sound coming closer. Des and London was carrying some nigga in boxers with a bag around his face. I realized it was the crown royal bag I gave her.
"Nigga get in the fucking chair!" London said hitting him in the mouth with a pretty ass glock. That bitch had a silencer and beam. Damn she turning into her daddy.
"While you was getting yo dick sucked you forgot to check for your work and this nigga right up under yo nose. Goofy ass. Let's go y'all, these niggas got the rest." London snatched the bag off his head and I felt my temperature rise.
She walked past me with the girls and headed toward the front door. On the way out Niecy said to me with a grin, "You know we smoked that bitch Jas right? Ol boy is her nigga." I clenched my fist ready to take care of his ass. I can't believe that bitch was fucking both of us. She knew I wanted his head, I didn't tell her why because that ain't no random bitch business. Shit I'm appreciative at this point.
I immediately put my gloves on. The guys was dragging this nigga chair to the plastic room.
"Watch MY floors, pick his bitch ass up!" I yelled to them.
"Ma ima hit you later" I told her as I saw her walking out. Her ass was even fatter in the sniper outfit. I'm going to fix her attitude later though.
"Please don't." I heard her voice fade away and then the door shut. It was time to get to work.
