"Fuck, here that shit comes," I moaned.
To my fucking surprise, that bitch pulled away making me nut all on my thighs.
"What the fuck you back up for?" I yelled.
"I ain't swallowing your shit nigga!" she turned up her lip.
"Man, whatever. Get yo’ ass over here," I frowned. I grabbed her and threw her ass on the bed.
"You got a condom?" Bianca asked as she stood on all fours.
"Nope," I said ramming my dick into her wet pussy.
I reached around and played with her clit, as I pumped into her. Bianca had some fire ass pussy, so I wasn't sure why Julius had drop kicked her. I grabbed onto her waist, and pounded into her shit hard and fast. I closed my eyes, imagining myself thrusting into Natalia's little sexy ass. Not long after I envisioned what her body looked like, I was nutting all up in Bianca.
"Fuck," I moaned.
"I didn't even cum, and you should've pulled out," Bianca whined and rolled her eyes.
"Shut up," I replied pulling a blunt out.
I lit it, and lay down as I took a pull. Bianca crawled up to me, and lay on my chest as I smoked. She took the blunt from me, and then took a pull for herself.
"You know we need to think of something to tell Julius. He gone wonder why I'm in Charleston," she said.
"Fuck what Julius is wondering! He needs to worry about his own bitch, not mine," I spat.
"So I'm your bitch?" she smiled and laughed like it was a joke.
"You know you are," I smirked. She knew what it was though. She was hoping my plans to break up Natalia and Julius worked, so she could have him.
"What about Lucy?" she inquired.
"She just another hoe claiming to be having my baby," I lied. I knew damn well Lucy's baby was mine, but if I denied it long enough, maybe it would somehow become go away.
"Good," she said sitting up.
I put the blunt out, as Bianca climbed up to sit on my face. I pulled her clit into my mouth, and sucked the life out of her.
"Yes, eat this pussy daddy. Fuck," she moaned as I cupped her ass cheeks.
Just as she started to ride my face, I closed my eyes and envisioned Natalia's sweet pussy in my mouth.
Chapter 9: Natalia
2 Weeks Later
It was my eighteenth birthday tonight, and Julius decided to throw me a big party at this venue called Club Rissani. It was a nice venue, with a Moroccan theme. I only knew about it because Julius had shown me pictures. It was new in town, and was for an over 21 crowd only, so I wasn't sure how I was able to host my birthday there. Julius just said your nigga is the man around here, that's all you need to know. I laughed as I thought about what he said. I'd never had a birthday party before, so I was really excited for it. Julius said he had a lot of surprises for me tonight, and I couldn't wait.
I hired a babysitter for Jackson, and made sure she was no fuck buddy of Julius' beforehand. She was a really sweet older lady name Winifred, who agreed to take care of Jackson whenever I needed it. I made sure that Julius paid her well, because she was so helpful all the time.
"Okay Winnie, did you need anything before I leave?" I asked my babysitter.
"Nope, we are good. You look beautiful Natalia!" she smiled as she walked over for a hug. I had on a yellow maxi dress, by For Love & Lemons. It was a yellow embroidery material, from my collarbone to right under my butt cheeks. The rest of the dress was see-through lace material, with a split down the middle. I wore some beige Red Bottom stilettoes that wrapped around my ankle. My hair was straightened, with loose body waves all over.
"Thank you," I smiled. I walked over to Jackson, and gave him a light peck on his fat cheek.
Just as I was walking down the steps of the condo, I heard a loud car horn. When I walked outside, it was a black Bentley and a driver waiting, just like in Los Angeles. I smiled as I neared the car, and the driver opened the door.
"Happy Birthday Natalia," the driver smiled.
"Thank you," I replied as he helped me into the car.
When I got into the car, I noticed a bottle of pink champagne. I remembered telling Julius I always wanted to try it, because it was so pretty. It appeared to be just opened, because a smoke of some sort was coming out of the top.
"Happy Birthday baby girl, enjoy," read the note attached.
I smiled and poured myself a glass. I sipped the drink and listened to music, as we rode to Club Rissani. Once we pulled up, there was a long line of people outside. There were bouncers and red ropes everywhere. The club looked like an Arabian castle; it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. We have to be at the wrong place, this can't all be for me, I thought. I finished off my glass of champagne, just as the driver opened the door. A red carpet ran from the door of the Bentley, to the front double doors of the club. The driver helped me exit the car and walked me up to the bouncer.
"Happy Birthday Natalia!" a couple people yelled, and I just smiled ‘cause I didn't know who they were.
The bouncer told me happy birthday, then took the rope down, and moved to the side for me to walk in. I walked in, and there was a big sign above the club reading Happy Birthday Natalia. I smiled, and looked around the huge club. It was packed and everyone was getting their freak on to "Thought It Was a Drought" by Future.
"Happy Birthday baby," I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up and saw Julius. He looked so good in a blood red colored suit, with a white button up. He wore a red bowtie, and his wrists were iced out as usual.
"Thank you daddy," I smiled as he kissed me. "How did you get all this for me?" I asked again.
"This is my club. I’ve been having it built since I lived in Indianapolis," he winked.
Two bodyguards escorted us up to the VIP area, where I spotted Lucy, Paula, and to my surprise, Victoria. Tim, Dash, Rashad, Leese, and unfortunately Menzo, were all there as well. I hugged everyone except Menzo, and then lightly jogged to Victoria.
"What are you doing here?" I smiled.
"Your baby daddy flew me out," she smiled and smacked her lips. I hugged her again, and then we started to party.
"Flex" by Rich Homie Quan was blasting, and everybody was dancing their asses off. I had never had this much fun in my entire life. It was also the first time I'd seen Lucy smile in a long time. I did catch Menzo sitting on the velvet couch, staring at me with a smile on his face. I thanked God that Julius was here to protect me, if he tried anything.
"All Eyes On You" by Meek Mill started to play, and I smiled at Julius ‘cause that was our favorite song. I was sitting on his lap, as we rapped the words to one another. I looked over and spotted Rashad and Paula looking super cozy. I made a mental note to ask her about that.
Around 2am, Julius and I decided to leave. Paula walked up to me and handed me a wrapped gift before I left. I thanked her then said bye to everyone. Just as I was walking down the steps holding Julius' hand, Menzo stopped me to hand me another gift.
"From me and Lucy," he smiled. "Y'all have a goodnight," he added as he slowly walked backwards into the VIP area.
***
"Thank you for watching him Winnie. The guest bedroom is ready for you." I smiled at her and she hugged me.
"For you," she smiled and handed me a keychain. It was a multicolored crocheted baseball. It had the words Guatemala, her home, sewed into it.
"This is beautiful Winnie, thank you," I smiled and she nodded.
I walked into Julius and my bedroom, and started to undress. I heard the shower running, so I knew Julius was in there. I opened the gift from Paula, which was a Starbucks gift card. She knew I loved their iced teas, and that this would be perfect for me. I then grabbed the gift that Menzo handed me. I wondered why Lucy didn't give it to me herself. I took it out the bag, and saw it was a blue box with a white ribbon. There was a note attached to it that read: I love you. Happy birthday. I quickly threw it back in the bag and opened the box. It was a silver bead bracelet from Tiffany's. I admired the beautiful bracelet, until I heard the shower water stop
. I quickly closed the blue box, and put it in my panty drawer.
Julius walked out and smiled at me. He kissed my lips, and then went to put on some boxers, basketball shorts, and a t-shirt. He went over to his closet, and then grabbed two big bags out.
"Here is the first of your gifts," he said, handing it to me.
I opened the big bag, and saw a Jimmy Choo shoebox. I opened the first one, and spotted the red Lilyth 120 shoes that I'd wanted. I never mentioned it to Julius though, so I wasn't sure how he knew to buy them. I sat them down and grabbed the Louboutin shoebox. I opened them to see the Bobsleigh boots in beige.
"Oh my gosh Julius!" I beamed as I tried both shoes on.
"I told you it was gonna be different once I started making some real money," he reminded me.
I then realized there were two more Louboutin boxes. I opened them to see the two colorful pumps I had been looking at. They were called Pigalle Follies or something like that.
"How did you know I wanted these shoes?" I asked as I looked at them in the mirror.
"Easy. You fell asleep every night with your iPad open. You had all of them up on your browser tabs. After doing that a couple nights, I realized you really wanted them," he chuckled.
This Julius was nothing like the man I met at CVS, and I loved it. He was still rough around the edges, and didn't take any shit, but this Julius was in love with me just like I'd always been with him. I was so lucky to have him, and I was glad I stuck around.
"Aight, one more," he smiled and grabbed my hand.
He led me to the garage, and placed his hand over my eyes. I laughed for no reason, wondering what the hell was going on. We finally stopped, and he removed his hand. It was a silver BMW X5 with a big red bow on the hood.
"What is this?" I asked.
"Your car ma," he smirked.
"Oh my gosh, Julius, this is..." I was speechless as I looked over the car.
"And I won’t take this one back. I promise," he added.
He handed me the keys, and I hopped inside to take a quick look. I saw he already had Jackson's car seat strapped into it. I got out after a while, and ran into his arms. He then carried me upstairs so we could make love. I made sure to keep on my red Lilyth heels while we did too.
"Damn Nat," Julius moaned as I bounced on his dick.
I had my back to him, riding him backwards. He smacked and grabbed my ass, making me cum hard.
"Julius… ahhh," I whimpered as I shivered lightly.
He leaned me back, and then got between my legs. He placed my legs on his arms, where we could both see my beautiful shoes. He thrust into me, as he sucked on my nipples.
"Fuck babe," he groaned.
He let my legs down, and pinned my hands above my head. He sped up, beating my pussy up, and making me cum hard as hell.
"You’re so fucking sexy. Damn," he grunted as he kissed my neck and jaw line. He dipped his tongue in my mouth, and continued to make love to me throughout the night. This was the best birthday ever.
Chapter 10: Julius
I was leaving the construction site for Natalia and my new house. I was starting to feel like the condo was too small, plus it was only meant to be temporary anyway. We needed a house, where we could have more room and rooms. This new house I was having built, had six bedrooms, five bathrooms, not including the his and hers in the master bedroom, two offices, a gym, a backyard with a tennis court, pool, and Jacuzzi, two dens, a spacious foyer, two dining rooms, and a huge ass kitchen. I only wanted five bedrooms at first, but Natalia wanted Winnie to move in with us as well.
"It's looking good guys, when do you think it will all be done?" I asked my contractor Clayton.
Yes my contractor. Anything I was having built, was being done by him and his people. He was responsible for construction of Club Rissani, and he did a wonderful job. Currently I had him working on my house, and my brother Rashad had him working on his. I paid Clayton well, and always made sure to provide lunches and dinners for he and his crew. Clayton was an older black guy, and I always looked out for my own people. Don't get me wrong though, Clayton deserved the job.
"Just give us three more months buddy, and you guys can move in. We will be done in two months, but we want to make sure everything is perfect before you and Mrs. Tate move in," he replied and I nodded.
"Aight well, sounds like a plan. I'll see y'all tomorrow." I said.
I hopped in my car, because I had a meeting to go to. These young niggas wanted to meet with me, in hopes of getting some work. All I really needed was some more people working the blocks, because it seemed like we didn't have enough people to match the demand. The last thing I needed was a bunch of base heads hanging around my traps, waiting to be serviced. That would only bring unwanted attention, and that unwanted attention would be from the police.
My phone chimed, and I saw it was a text from Franceska. She had been blowing me up for well over a month, and I'd been ignoring her. I was really trying to do right by my girl, and I knew Franceska would make that hard for me. I mean, the girl went as far as to have my damn name tatted.
Franceska: I miss you Ju.
Me: Franceska stop. I'm gone be married soon, and I ain't tryna get into nothing with you. Peace.
Franceska: Oh now you wanna be faithful? I swear I can't stand yo flip flopping ass Ju! You got your dick in my mouth one day, and then you tryna be a family man the next. Fuck you.
Me: Keep talking slick Franceska. Don't hit me up no more.
Franceska: Ju, baby. Don't do me like this!
I just shook my head and deleted the conversation. I promised myself and my girl that I was gone be on the straight and narrow. It was a promise to my son too, because I know how much I hated to see my mom's boyfriend dog her out. I'm sure if Jackson were older, he wouldn't want his mother being mistreated, especially by his own father.
Franceska: I'm still in Charleston. I decided to stay.
I didn't respond, and placed my phone back in the cup holder.
By now, my office was completely finished, and it looked like one of those insurance offices. I made sure it looked legit, because I didn't need any pigs sniffing around any of my shit. Plus, majority of my income appeared to be clean due to my movie theater investments and newly - Club Rissani. I pulled into the parking lot around back, and then walked into the glass building. The security guards nodded to say what's up as I walked by.
At the advice of Bart, I had two security scanners by the door. Badges had to be scanned in order to get by. If your badge was revoked, the alarms would beep and security would escort you out. Bart said it was a good way to keep niggas who went from friends to enemies out, and I agreed. I headed to my office, and spotted the two little niggas I was supposed to meet. I wore a short-sleeved DOPE denim chaos button up, Zara jeans, black Nike Roshe sneakers, and a black snapback.
"What's up y'all?" I asked as I sat down.
Dash and Leese, sat on each opposite end of my office, making sure nothing went wrong prior to me walking in. They decided to stay in case these niggas had something up their sleeve.
"What's up Julius!" the two young guys said as they stood to dap me up.
"Y'all can relax, y'all a bit tense," I commented.
"My bad homie, we just heard some things," one replied and half smiled.
"Like what?"
"That you were ruthless," the other added.
"Well, when it comes to my business and my money, yeah I am ruthless. But anyway, what's y'all names?" I asked.
I wanted niggas to respect me, not fear me. Fear is what caused niggas to retaliate and plan against you; respect kept niggas loyal. I was in no way scared of Hugo when I worked for him, but I respected him, until he dogged me, which meant much more.
"I'm Luke."
"Jabari," the other replied.
"Nice to meet y'all," I said, as my assistant, Deirdre brought in some drinks for everybody.
Deirdre was Clayton's wife. See, when I met them, they were a half an inch away fr
om losing their home. Clayton was laid off from a good construction job for the sixth time, and Deirdre was fired from a call center. They had three kids, and needed money bad, so I employed them both.
"Likewise," Luke and Jabari said in unison.
"So, do y'all know anything about working traps?" I questioned.
"Yeah, well kind of. We worked for this one cat named Brax. He was like the king of Charleston before he got locked up," Luke started.
"Brax was making a lot of bread, but not as much as you Julius. When he got locked up, we vowed to never get back in the game, but my moms needs help paying bills so I need to do something about it. Shit, I'm 23 years old, and McDonalds ain't cutting it. The way you run shit is smooth as hell, and we feel comfortable and safe working for you," Jabari added, and I liked what I heard.
"So y'all hungry, huh?" I smirked.
"We are, and I promise you we can do it," Jabari replied.
"Well, we get a lot of business, like a whole lot. Now if you can handle keeping customers from hanging around the traps, possibly defending yourself against fuck niggas and holding your own, then this is for you. Like you said Jabari, this is a smooth running business. It runs just like a legit factory, and in order to keep it that way, we need to have the right people," I said and they both nodded. "Obviously, I will supply y'all with heat if anything were to go down, but you need to be able to handle shit yourselves sometimes," I said.
See, I was like that store manager that had been a cashier before. The managers that worked their way up were much better managers than the ones who just started as a manager. I had been everything a young street nigga could be. I was a stick up kid at fourteen, worked traps from age fifteen to seventeen, and then Hugo put me on to bigger shit after that. So I definitely worked my way up the street ladder.
"Aight, so meet me back here tomorrow. I'm gone do a little background check on y'all. You know, ask around and make sure y'all loyal. Because if there is anything that will make me put a bullet in you, it would be disloyalty. So by 12pm tomorrow, be here, and my brother Rashad is gon’ show you how shit works in my traps. Now listen to how I said my traps. My shit works different than the shit you used to, I'm sure of it," I said.
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