Resentment

Ch. 10

Beyoncé's POV

Shit between Sav and I had been surprisingly good lately. Yeah, I'd had to scare off a few bitches but it wasn't shit I couldn't handle. But of course nothing good lasts forever.

A street nigga will be a street nigga.

November 2nd
Robyn's Warehouse

"Dis 'it is worth ova a quarter mil. There isn't any room fah mistakes."

"Damn! Who placed it and why's the price so high?" Guillermo asks as he looks over the documents on the table.

"Its risky as fuck. Das why da price is so 'igh."

"So we're really gonna take out a senator?" Marshal asks after passing the picture down and looking up at Rob. She nods her head once before taking a pull off her blunt. "Who put out the hit?"

"Da senators wife." I pass the picture to Guillermo before looking at Robyn.

"Insurance money?"

"Yup." She blows the smoke out and nods as she looks at me. "Dat and apparently da nigga cheated, so she's done."

I smirk slightly before taking back the last of the cognac in my glass. "When do we do it?" Everyone looks at Robyn after Marshal asks.

"Because of da seriousness of dis 'it, its only gon be da four of us in dis room plus Mel and Wayne 'andlin da shit." My head snaps up to her after she says Mel's name.

"Mel's in on this?" I'm shocked. Mel's been gone for like a month now taking care of her moms back in Barbados.

"Yeah. Ha plane lands tuhnight, so Em I need ya tuh pick ha up at eight not ten." Marshal nods his head before standing up.

"I gotta go get Haley, but I'll be there to get her at eight."

"Thanks. We'll go ova da rest of da details when you guys get back."

"Sounds good boss." They dap up before Em leaves the conference room.

"Just call me down when they get in." Guillermo says to Rih as he stands up to leave too. Rih nods her head and daps him up before ashing her blunt.

"G." I hum my response as I continue looking over all the documents she gave us. "Giselle."

"Yeah?" I verbally respond this time but keep staring down.

"Look at me." I set the paper down and look up at her only to see her hungry, low eyes boring into me. I arch my brow at her now so she'd talk. "Comere."

I tilt my head to the side and chuckle before turning my body to face her while still sitting down. "Yes?"

"Getcha ass ova hea, G." Her low, husky tone made my pussy pulsate.

"Yes, daddy." I push my chair back and stand up before walking to her.

I walk in between her legs, and she grabs my hips and places me on the table in front of her. "Lay back fah me, kitten."

I take in a deep breath and move my hair to one side before laying down on my back. She grabs ahold of the waistband on my shorts, pulling them and my panties down simultaneously after I lift my hips off the table to help.

My thighs are gripped, and I'm pulled even further off the table. She places them on her shoulders after she sits back on her chair.

I lift myself up on my elbows and watch as her face disappears in between my thighs. I lick my lips and toss my head back as her tongue slips through my slit.