words unspoken !

chapter 1

I've always believed that if you are precise in your thoughts, it's not the lines you say that are important - it's what exists between the lines. What I'm compelled by monist is that transparency of thought, what is left unspoken .........

LA 2:00AM
Brook park

he nipped lightly at my clit making my back go into a bow of pleasure\pain

brought me in a orgasm surging violently closer to the surface.

i moaned into his mouth as he roughly laved his tongue over the still

stinging bundle of nerves we explode together all at once he mumbled

something to me i couldn't make out what he was saying because i was falling a sleep as he was speaking .

that morning when stony woke up in a unknown man bad . she rush to get her thing together and left without saying a word to the man . its not like he would give a fuck about her

but little did she know that was not the last time she would be seeing him
Stony got in her jeep trying her best to forget about the man she had gave her body to .

she was on her way to LAX so that she could start her life . Stony new that she couldn't stay in LA with out somebody finding out that she was alive .

she wanted her revenge but it was going to take time .

time that was much needed and what batter then joining her mother rival

the Jamaican empire i always new that i would end up joining i just feel like i belong there my mother just helped me make the choice.

Jamaica

5:00am

kings pov

I pulled up to my house to see a moving truck. Which surprised me
because as long as I've been living here ain't nobody move into that house.

Word around the city was a well known drug lord use to live there. A lot of shit went on in that house.

They say that when he died he left his whole Empire to his daughter who nobody ever saw or even no exist shit the whole story seems made up if you ask me.

Stoney's pov

Ayy jai make sure you don't break my shit . i looked down to my phone observing this bullshit ass text i received an hour ago I inhaled the blunt deeply holding it for as long as I could . I felt a present approaching me am aways aware of my surroundings never catch me slippin .
I exhaled the blunt looking down at my phone I asked quietly who are you? His response

Naw ma the question is who are you he had a heavy accent am assuming he's from here. I raise my thick eyebrow an answer back calmly that none of your business I'm just a person who's moving in this house that's all you need to know now I ask you a question.

I said now taking a chance to look at the person I had yet to acknowledge. I will admit he was a handsome man his pictures didn't do him justice if your wondering how i know this man I always do my research on the people in the drug game and he just happened to be one of them . His name is Malachi also known as king he owns most of Jamaican Kingdom you see i said most right that because I own the other half.

He had a knowing look on his face like he knew something i didn't I wouldn't put anything past him i mean he is the king of Jamaica this nigga probably wanted to scoop it out see what type of person would move into that house that house that holds all of Malcolm Luke Lions secrets also known as my dad every body wanted to know who his daughter was but i wasn't willing to let these nigga know unless necessary

He smiled what brings you into town miss? Stony I answer

stony he said walking a little too close that nun of your business either his smile dropped look that smart ass mouth you got you need to fix that shit before I fixed it for you

when you talking to me I expect respect I would think you would want the same from me he said with a mug on his face he walked away before I could respond