6. Queen #3
I pulled my gun from behind me and fought back the urge to laugh.
Who the fuck did this nigga think he was?
Talking to me with that thick deep sexy accent and making blind threats.
I bit into my bottom lip and looked at his stone covered face and smiled.
I wanted to double over in laughter because it was what I did to contain and control my anger.
He raised a brow at me and struck his match, this time his eyes lit up like he was eyeing the most beautiful Christmas tree.
He looked very intrigued by the fire in an odd way.
When his cigar was perfectly lit, he dropped the match and fire erupted and formed into a pathway that led right to me and beautifully formed into a huge circle around me.
He picked up his feet and started my way slowly as I secured my gun in my hand and took the safety off.
He might’ve been crazy as fuck, but I had him beat.
He walked down the fiery pathway with his eyes glued to me as he hit his cigar.
“My name is Malice Ashonti Ruiz. You will refer to me as Inferno aka your Excellency.” He stepped into the circle and his woodsy aroma hit me first making my thoughts feel like a bunch of jumble.
Who was this man? He really had me fucked up in the head.
Holding his hand out he caressed the top of the fire with his fingertips.
I cringed and fought the urge to pull his hand away.
He was off, the man in front of me had the most powerful presence that I have never encountered before not even from my own father.
He stood tall like he was at least six foot seven.
“I see, you’re speechless, remain that way until I’m done talking.
I’m a very busy businessman and every single second is important to me.
I will only say this shit once.” He placed his right hand that was hot as hell on top of my cold hands and easily removed the gun from out of my grasp and broke it down into three pieces.
Tossing it into the fire. He truly had me standing here feeling stuck on fucking stupid.
“I’ve been sending Killa to reach out to the head organization of F.Y.F, for my Syndicate that’s building and multiple states.
I didn’t start building it out here in California first because of too many gangs and killings of black people.
My Syndicate isn’t that messy, it really runs smooth, and everyone falls in line because it’s lots of money to be made.
I started my business in Vegas first and then worked my way around a couple of other states.
The Syndicate ranges from politics, real estate, drugs, guns and the list is deeper than that.
Since you fall under the category of drugs, I plan to keep things simpler with you.
I could have offered more and put you on to more but the way you all move, especially that sister of yours and the enemies you have made for yourself.
I have to raise the percentage and tax you a little more.
You still will benefit and have better protection.
Maybe with the upgraded protection men like me won’t be able to get to you like I’ve done tonight.
Then again Sovereign, there isn’t another nigga like me on this earth.
” I licked my lips and shifted my weight.
I was angry and turned on at the same time.
“That was a nice introduction. I like the props and all.” I looked at the fire that started to blow with the wind.
“That shit mad cute, you know?” I stepped closer to him.
I didn’t stop walking until my double D breast was pressed up against his hard body.
I had to tilt my head back to look into his icy eyes.
“F.Y.F will never bow down to you are any other nigga that thinks his balls are bigger than mine.” He said nothing but his hands did the talking by pulling my skirt up and reaching underneath until he cupped my fat mound.
Sneering he gave it a tight squeeze and I could feel my own juices gushing out.
“That’s a fat ass pussy, Sovereign. It’s hot as fuck, just how I like it to be.
I don’t feel any balls baby, but your delivery was cute.
” He mocked me, while sliding my silk panties to the side.
His rugged burnt fingertips went up and down, between my thick pussy lips and I shuddered.
When I heard a soft chuckle, I stumbled back until he caught me with his free hand.
Snatching his hand away from my box, he held his soaked index and middle finger up to his nose and took a long sniff.
Flicking his long pink tongue out he lapped then sucked his two fingers clean.
I blinked rapidly and stepped back away from his touch.
He sniggered and I started to laugh. I was very angry that this man threw me completely off balanced.
“Pussy taste good as fuck, tell me Sovereign… will that thick ass wet pussy go to waste? Get in line, you have one hour to give me an answer.” He dug in his pants pocket and stuffed a business card right into my cleavage.
Giving me his back, I snatched the card out and balled it up.
Aiming for his head, it landed right on his neck and then fell into the fire.
He watched as I listened to the fire crackle and burn the card. I had a look of victory plastered on my face.
“That was the wrong fucking move, Sovereign.” He sneered and this time a real smile came through on his face. He looked at his men and gave an order that had me ready to run through the fire and escape. Where the fuck was Bundy?
“Bag and gag that bitch. Place her in the trunk since she’s so fucking disrespectful.” He looked at me as I flicked him off and smiled right back at him.
“We are going to have some fucking fun, Mi’Amor.”
He turned and let his men take over, I gave them the fight of my life until something was placed over my mouth and all consciousness left me.