𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕

Chapter 9

Zeenat POV
Bronx
20 February 2019

It's been like 3 weeks and Malika and Qaddriyah ain't talking to me. I understand Qaddriyah but Maliks acting like a total ass for no reason.

Anyway. My club been slowing down ever since Dri quit. They really loved her dancing, but she done and I ain't gon force her back.

If she needs the job, she knows where to find me. Rn,I just need my girls back. Even Braden been ignoring my damn ass. I liked that boy. I was gon cuff him before this whole shit of a story happen.

I'm sitting in my office and I'm looking at my finance list. I made half a million last month, now I only made 100 thousand dollars. I got salaries to pay and the rent, and my house,car and electricity. So I only got 5 thousand left. Shit, I need to make a plan.

Whilst I'm thinking, I get a knock on the door.

"Yo Te'Quan, why you pull up here?"

"Ain't this a public club?" He said laughing.

I signalled him to sit down. I looked at him, "So why you here Quante?" I called him Quante sometimes, just like he called me Natzee. Cute shit.

"I was looking for mammas," he said. I arched my eyebrow as he cleared his throat, "Dri?"

I laughed nervously, "Oh her, well she don't work here no more."

"Why not?"

"She just needed the money."

"She pulled out after I paid her?"

"Yessir."

"Nah nah nah. That hoe is mine. I need to dick her down."

I laughed nervously, "She got a man Quante."

He looked at me serious, "And ain't he in jail?"

I nodded my head.

"I want that pussy. Even if i have to force her."

I shook my head, he ain't talking about my friend, "hands off. You ain't raping my girl."

"If she don't gimme what daddy wants, then daddy gonna take it, " he said standing up. I slapped him across the face.

He punched me right in the nose then bit my neck, "Natzee, don't play like that babygirl."

And he walked out.

I need to get to her before he does.

My nose was bleeding and my eye was lil bruised.

I drove to Qaddriyah's house. Malika was there of course.

"Your nose? What happened, " Malika asked as Qaddriyah went to go fetch ice.

She quickly took out her first aid and helped out.

When she finished they sat down and stared at me.

"I'm sorry for what I made you," I started.

"Don't trip, I'm over it."

"He ain't over you."

Malika raised an eyebrow, "Whose he and watchu mean?"

I started crying, "He said he want that pussy."

"What exactly did he say?"

"He said and i quote, I want that pussy. Even if i have to force her. I'm sorry Driyyah, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in this position."

Qaddriyah clicked her tongue, "If you ain't sell me, this wouldn't have happened."

"What we gon do?" Malika said.

"Can't you go live with Braden and make him protect you, then if you ever need to go out, I will get you your own bodyguard," I suggested.

"Ion wanna burden Braden. I'll take the bodyguard instead."

I nodded. She gave me a hug, "Don't blame yourself for this."

Well how could I not, if I helped her out in the first place with money instead of giving her a job.