The Devil's Ridah

Chance POV

*Flashback*
I can't do this anymore Sean, besides I'm happier with De'Andre. Just let me leave in peace, I don't want Chance he will just get in the way of me and De'Andre future.
*End of Flashback*
That was the last thing I remember hearing from my mother before she left me and my father. I was only seven years old. My father was the most well known and respected Kingpin of the West Coast slowly taking over the East Coast. However, when my mom left this caused his downfall. My dad slowly fell into depression, running his business into the grave. Seeing him collapse so easily from a woman tore me apart. When I turned 16 my father couldn't take the pain anymore and shot himself twice in the head. With my mother nowhere to be found and my father dead I was taken in by my grandmother. She was old and could barely raise me so I turned to the streets. Seeing my father broken and torn I realized bitches ain't shit. The only thing that will make me happy is my money. No hoe going to look out for me better than myself.