Chapter 10
RAHIM
“Rahim just let me get a quick fix.”
“Nah Draya, your husband right downstairs.”
“He won’t know. Just a quickie.”
“I’m good lady.” Rahim chuckled trying hard to get Draya away from him.
He wasn’t in the mood for her old pussy.
Draya was an old freak that left nothing to imagine.
She'd let Rahim blow her asshole out, shove his entire dick down her throat and so much more. “You have yourself a good day. Hit on the slot and you might get this dick.” Again, Rahim chuckled. He never noticed Hannah standing in the doorway. When she noticed what was taking place a loud smack of the lips caused Rahim to turn around. He looked around her to see if there were any guards behind her but there wasn’t.
Rahim gave her an uneasy frown because this told him she was gonna be a problem.
Rahim knew eventually she’d get like this; they all did.
Draya was a prime example because her husband was right downstairs gambling away their hard-earned money.
“You might wanna just go before your husband comes looking for you.” Hannah folded her arms across one another. Rahim wasn’t sure if she was upset about something or jealous, she had known why Draya lingered around.
Draya quickly rushed off feeling the energy coming from Hannah.
One thing she would never do was expose herself and risk her husband finding out.
Yosomity was a very well-known man who worked in politics.
If he found out about the things his wife would let Rahim do to her it would tarnish his reputation.
Every picture posted around the world of the happily married couple was calculated.
“The fuck up with you?” Rahim asked, directing his energy towards Hannah.
“Thanks to you I failed my fucking drug test Rahim. They terminated me because of the damn ecstasy you slipped on me.”
“Damn. My bad.” Rahim threw his hands up. He could see the steam coming from her nose literally so he stepped over to a secret closet.
Rahim punched the numbers 6968 into the keypad and the latch opened. He pulled out 10 stacks that were perfectly wrapped in currency bands. He then closed the safe and walked back over to Hannah.
“This should help you out until you figure some shit out. I’m sure it’s more than enough cause what y’all make 40-60k yearly?” Rahim was insulting but dead ass serious.
Hannah looked at him as if he was crazy but she did look down at the stacks he was holding. Going against her better judgment Hannah took the money then stormed towards the door.
“Damn I can’t get none of my sweet pussy?” He chuckled, making Hannah frown.
“What makes you think it’s yours?” She asked curiously.
“Shit, a few reasons. One, being the way that mothafucka cumm for me. Two, because that old drunk nigga you got at home can’t take your fire. I put that shit out with just the swipe of my tongue."
Rahim and Hannah locked eyes. He gave her a very confident look while hers told an entire story.
His chiseled features and piercing gaze commanded attention.
His sensual smile hinted at secrets he'd rather you uncover in private.
His voice was low and smooth, like fine whiskey, and the way he moved was almost predatory.
Hannah couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be the focus of his intense desire.
He knew his way around a woman's body like a master navigator, and his lovemaking was the stuff of whispered legends.
He was like some sort of god in the bedroom, and you wouldn't bet against him.
Everything about him made Hannah’s pussy thump rapidly.
However, she stood tall, her badge pinned to her chest, a symbol of the authority she wielded.
But as she gazed at him, her mind flashed to the whispers about his prowess, the way he commanded attention without effort.
Her husband's steady presence seemed a world away, and she felt a spark of anger at her own body's betrayal. How could she, a respected officer, be drawn to a man who sold intimacy for a living? The contradiction made her skin crawl, yet she couldn't deny the pull. Her anger was a shield, a desperate attempt to protect herself from the allure of a man who was all wrong for her. She tried. She fought. But desire was too tempting to simply ignore. Hannah tried to walk away again and because Rahim had prior engagements, he was gonna let her go. He knew with one glide of his finger tip she’d be in his bed howling like a gray wolf. He was gonna let her get a pass but he knew the moment she got home the thought of what could have transpired would ignite an electricity from within. One Angelo couldn’t give her if his life depended on it.
She'll be back, another Quaalude
Rahim thought watching her walk out of the door.
Right now, he couldn’t attend to her whining because he and Shy had to get ready for tomorrow’s grand opening.
This was one of the biggest events of the year that the Kingly’s hosted.
It was a masquerade ball that Rahim was eager to solicit some good dick inside.
Tonight’s meeting was to discuss potential victims. They were gonna go out with a bang the Kingly way inside the Dynasty.