5. Beast #2
I looked at the phone then back at Stone and all three of us fell out laughing.
Teflon was a sensitive ass nigga. His sensitivity was the main reason why I didn’t want him involved in our shit.
He begged and pleaded and kept trying to prove himself.
Me being his big brother, I let him in. I’d rather him be under me than the next nigga.
We were raised totally differently. My mom was dependent on me most of my teenaged years leaving her to spoil Tef’s ass like crazy.
He was a sheltered kid while I was a street hustler.
“That nigga will get over it. Stay out in Cali for a couple more days to make shit is going smooth on his end. When he gets out his feelings, come back up to Vegas. We got some major plays going down my boy.”
“Blooooood! I ain't about to be babysitting this nigga too long. We all know the codes to this shit. Ain’t no cuts and sympathy, even for family.”
Nodding my head in agreement, I realized that I might just have to cut Teflon’s ass off.
Even my small runners never ran into hiccups.
Every time I had to get involved or clean some shit up, was always because of Michael Jr. Teflon hated when anyone referred to him as that, but that’s exactly how he was acting. Like his bitch made dad.
“I hear you champ and it's definitely noted, blood.”
Leaving the topic alone, we chatted about other shit. We talked shit to each other and laughed about the stupid shit Quanna’s ghetto ass did at the club then the conversation took a turn.
“Say, man, I noticed when we were at the club, you had your eye on your new bodyguard, Kayori. I was gon’ smash shorty but I see you like her.” He teased and I got tight immediately.
“Nigga, she's free game. I don’t mix business with pleasure. I was watching her because she gon’ be working with my kid. I already stuck Don on her.”
“Yea ok blood. That’s what ya mouth say! Aye Stone? Let’s make a bet! Two months top and that nigga gon’ be head over heels with shorty. Shit gon’ cause a stupid beef with Don. You know big girls got magic pussy! Don ain't gon’ want to come up off that shit.”
Stone laughed as I rubbed the back of my neck. I want her, she’s pure. She is just what we need. That was the first time that voice said some positive non-evil shit.
“Bet fifty grand it will be less than a month nigga!”
I looked at Stone in shock as he chuckled low and smoked the blunt I sparked.
“Nigga give me the blunt and y’all shut the fuck up!”
They had me fucked up placing bets on me.
Kayori was a cool chick but she wasn’t my type.
I didn’t date plumped girls. Not saying I wouldn’t, but I kept shit professional.
Especially when it came to my legal business.
She was on my payroll and I didn’t plan on putting her on my dick.
Women tended to get nutty over me without me trying to make them that way.
I never lead them on they just got crazy because they were dick-crazed.
“I ain't worried about that girl trust me. You niggas gon’ waste ya money! In fact, to prove to y’all I’ll place a bet. A hundred thousand to each one of you if I do!”
They both snickered as Stone smiled at the phone while Gunna went crazy.
“It’s looking like we about to get a nice little pay bonus from this nigga. I can’t wait to see how he handles this shit cause that girl is definitely his match.”
That’s where he was wrong. Nia was my match and I fucked it up. There was no other woman that could outrun my Nia.
Later that day. Back in Vegas
I dropped Stone off at his shorty’s place and headed to the four-bedroom house I placed Laquanna and Mattea in.
I made sure I went straight to my penthouse loft to take my medicine.
If it was one person that drove me crazy, it would have been my crazy baby momma.
She was in trouble with me. I was used to her crazy antics but I was tired of her acting like she was my woman when she and I both knew we were nothing more but parents to a beautiful one-year-old.
Since she liked to drive me crazy, I planned on doing the same to her.
That was the ignore game. Today would be day three and I planned on going even longer to teach her ass a valuable lesson.
When I walked into the house, it smelled good as usual.
My beautiful baby girl sat in the middle of the plush carpet smiling and playing with her toys.
Laquanna’s eyes looked up at me like she was happy that I came through.
Stepping out of my shoes, I placed them next to the door.
My baby girl started bouncing up and down with her arms in the air motioning for me to pick her up.
“Daddy, daddy,” She said in her baby voice. She really warmed my cold soul.
“Hey, daddy’s baby.”
I scooped her up in my arms and placed a bunch of kisses all over her chubby cheeks. She smelled like baby magic. Her hair was in a curly mess as usual because Laquanna seemed to never do her hair unless we went somewhere.
“Is she the only person you see in here?” Laquanna talked to my back as I walked my daughter to her room to read her a bedtime story and spend time with her before she went to bed.
Laquanna wanted to keep playing games, I could play them too.
She knew not to act a fool in front of my daughter but I knew once I put her to sleep, hell was waiting for me.
Laquanna
My pussy throbbed hard at the sight of Beast. I craved him as well as his dick and his touch.
I was determined to get me some tonight no matter how upset he was with me.
I took a good bath and lotioned my body.
Once I sprayed my Chanel perfume on my body, I placed a silk robe on and went back to the living room to wait for his ass.
Scrolling through Instagram, I saw that he posted a cute picture of Mattea sitting on her bed smiling.
I couldn’t wait till her little ass went to sleep.
I couldn’t knock Beast. I got lucky because he was a damn good father to our child.
I just wanted him to be a good man to me and love me.
I never knew what real love felt like. I searched for that shit in him.
I knew he was capable of it. If he truly wasn’t shit, he wouldn’t take care of me and Mattea like he did.
I didn’t have to work or do anything but look pretty.
Since he recently started complaining about me not doing nothing.
I decided to go to school for cosmetology but that was only to shut his ass the fuck up.
Plus, I didn’t mind shitting on bitches at the beauty school.
Bitches would know that I was that bitch with that nigga.
That feeling alone made me feel powerful as fuck.
Beast thought he was going to continue giving me the silent treatment because he knew the shit would drive me crazy.
It did. I hated that shit but he couldn’t stop me from doing what I felt was right.
I worked hard to make sure that bitch Nia died, risked my life to make sure my baby daddy’s enemies could touch her to hurt him.
In my mind, it did me a favor by knocking that bitch out of my way.
A baby couldn’t really do it because his focus was on making sure he made shit right from his mistake.
I’d be damned if I let another bitch step in the way of what was mine and that was Praise Brownston!
He belonged to me and only me! I would set any bitch up or kill her myself before I allowed a hoe to even think she was gon’ take what was mine.