Leilani and trey (brother and sister) who was abandoned by there mother and took under the wing of a big town drug lord in philly named Oliver . and Maurice a Cartel dealer (similar to a drug dealer). Leilani needs her money. She's goes undercover...
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Maurice St. Patrick Three months later
I stood at the top of the balcony of Moe'S staring down at everyone having a great time. The past three months have been GREAT! I'm planning on making another Moe'S down in Atlanta. Leilani out here doing her thing.
She invited the Donatella fashion show. If you're asking the answer is no. Leilani and I are not together. It's best that way. We are doing great at this co-parenting thing. I get the twins every two weeks out of the month.
Though I miss her, I gotta focus on my life and my kids. I'm not focused on love right now. Strictly me, myself, and I. Since today's category was "top-down floor" everyone was dressed in their most fly drip. I reserved a spot for Leilani, Deja, and Claudia.
Looking down at the VIP section where they were. Leilani was dancing having a good time and I'm glad she is. Her dress was short and pink. It's shaped every curve in her body. I lick my lips. Just cause we ain't together doesn't mean I can't fantasize right?
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My phone went off and it was Tyga. I read the text 'we got him'. I chuckle walking to the back area. I tap my security guard "make sure no one comes over here"
I grab my metal ball bat and walk outside. Tyga pushed Tyron to the floor. I put my hand on Tyga's chest.
"I got it," I say and kneel to tyrons level. He sat up against the wall. "So, I don't wanna hurt you. All you have to do is answer my question. Okay"
He slowly nods "mhm"
"Aight, cool. A little snitch called me up saying that you stole from me. Ty...why? You haven't even worked here for a month and you already stealing from me."
"I wasn't stealing," he says. Tyga gives me a tablet and red is in the corner with the bleach and wipes ready to go. All he has to do is tell me the truth.
I hold up some security footage of him stealing money out the cash register "this you?"
"No"
"Damn! Nigga you must have a twin brother then! Oh and look" I say zooming into his face on the tablet "same mole and same dimples, same nappy ass hair cut. So, you wanna lie"
