Raunchy (The Cartel Publications Presents)

by Styles, T

  “I’m on it,” Paco said.

  “Cool, park across the street and let us out.”

  When he parked, they piled out and grabbed four of the violators but one got away.

  “Get that nigga, Kreshon!” I ordered seeing the dude catching wheels, giving Kreshon chase. “Don’t come back to the van without him.”

  Kreshon was already on it while my other men pushed the four into the cargo van unarmed. They tried to fight but a few quick jaw bangers put them in order. After they were inside we waited for Kreshon. He came back a minute later with the last man and we pulled off to a vacant area.

  We resorted to kidnapping niggas and dumping their bodies. Out of all five of them, only one was armed before we took his piece. Paco drove as smoothly as possible to avoid detection from the cops.

  “Which one of you niggas in charge? I asked them.

  No one said a word. “Fuck it, kill all of ‘em.” I ordered.

  One of them tried to break bad but Kreshon dropped his ass. “Sit the fuck down, you bitch ass nigga.”

  “I’ma ask you again, which one of you niggas is in charge?”

  I waved to Kreshon and he was about to bust all of them until someone spoke up. “No! Wait,” one of the men said.

  “Nigga, shut the fuck up,” one of his crewmembers interjected. “Why you punkin’ out? If we gonna die at least die with some honor.”

  “Fuck honor, I ain’t ‘bout to die over no bullshit. Plus you know these niggas fuck with the Russians!” He advised. “He’s in charge,” he continued pointing to the man Kreshon had run down earlier. The last one in the van.

  I gave Kreshon the look and he popped the one in charge in the head. Blood splattered all over my face and I smeared it off with the back of my hand.

  The niggas moved a little like they were about to charge us when I said, “Somebody wanna go next?”

  “Fuck is up, nigga?” One of them asked. The look in his eyes showed he was scared. “Why ya’ll fucking with us?”

  “You don’t know who I am?”

  “Yes…But I think ya’ll got the wrong niggas.”

  “Naw…We got the right mothafuckas.” I laughed. I decided to fuck with them a little. Just like my father, I started to enjoy making niggas suffer before death. “Which one of ya’ll have a family at home?”

  “Huh?” One of them asked. “What you gonna do, kill our family’s, too?”

  “I’ma ask you again, which one of ya’ll got a family?” They looked at the slumped over body amongst them and then looked at me.

  “Me. I just have a little girl and me and my shawty getting married next week.”

  “Prove it.”

  He went into his wallet and pulled out a picture of his girlfriend and I peeped at his address.

  “Cool, that wasn’t hard now was it?”

  He looked with widened eyes at me. My men outnumbered all of them and it was hot as hell in the back of the van. I was done fucking around and it was time to get down to business.

  “Since you got a family, I’ma let you live.” I looked at my men and said, “Get rid of the rest.”

  There was a struggle at first but my men quickly got the situation under control. The violators never had a chance. With four dead men laid on top of one another, I looked at the last man standing. My men hovered over him just in case he made a move.

  “You gonna let me go right?” He asked me. “You gonna let me see my family?”

  “Of course. But you gotta do me a favor.”

  “Anything, man. I’m just trying to see my family.”

  “I feel you,” I smiled. “I got a family, too.” I said, not knowing if it was even true. It had been over fourteen years since I last spoke to Harmony and I didn’t know where she was.

  “Just tell me what you need.”

  I smiled and looked at Kreshon. “This guy’s serious,” I laughed.

  “Yeah, he is,” Kreshon added.

  “I need you to do two things. Number one, tell your boss to stay the fuck off my blocks. If I catch any of you on my blocks again, I’ma let you get that money, while I run up in your houses and murder your families.”

  “Okay. I got it.” He nodded. “And what else?”

  “I’ma need you to stop breedin’ kids.” And with that I blew a bullet between his legs and we pushed him out of the van. He landed on the curb holding his hands between his legs and crying out in pain.

  Me and my crew laughed at him limping away. Then we made one more stop and that was to the docks of Baltimore. A friend of mine had access to a trailer and we stuffed the other four bodies inside. Their corpses would be shipped overseas and never seen again.

  Two hours later I was back in my Aston Martin with Kevin driving me home. My cell phone rang and it was Rick. Over the past five years, he had lost everything. Massive had changed his tactics from killing off the men in his crew, to killing off the family members of anybody associated with him. He couldn’t get to me that way because outside of Paco, nobody working for me had a family. And we kept security on them night and day. We were loaners but Rick and his squad’s families weren’t protected. Before long, Rick was abandoned and now relied on me to take care of him.

  The funny thing is, although I kept the money rolling, if I didn’t call him, he wouldn’t call me, unless he needed something.

  “What up, Rick?” I said sipping on a cup full of vodka on ice.

  “I need you to look out for me again,” he said referring to sending him some more money to an offshore account. Lately he had been asking for a lot of money and I felt something else was up. I paid off his house in Mexico so I didn’t understand why he was so broke.

  “I got you. Is everything good with you though?”

  “Uh yeah…I’m just trying to get my crib furnished. You know how it is, son. The ladies love a fly place.”

  “Fly huh?” I said. “You sure you ain’t gambling again?”

  “No, son.” He laughed.

  I heard him but there was a problem, he had already told me that he needed money the last time he called to get his crib furnished. What was he doing, furnishing it twice? Rick was slipping up and lying more and more each day. I decided then to make plans to visit him in Mexico. I needed to see him with my own eyes to be sure he was okay.

  “Not a problem. I’ll send you fifty.”

  “Well, can you make it one hundred?”

  “One hundred grand?” I said shocked. “How much decoratin’ you trying to do, Rick?” If he wanted the money, I wanted him to work for it. At least come up with creative lies for your bullshit.

  He laughed and said, “Just send it, son. I really need it.”

  “Aight.” When I hung up with him my phone rang again. It was Antoinette.

  “Ann, I need you to book a trip for me to Mexico.”

  “Can I go with you?”

  “Yes. But book the trip as soon as possible. I gotta go check on Rick.”

  “Everything cool?”

  “I’m gonna see.”

  “Okay, honey. But I have to tell you something, Kali’s home from jail and he wants to speak to you.”

  This nigga had a lot of nerve contacting me. After that shit with Harmony, he better be lucky if I don’t send somebody to slump his ass. “I’m not fuckin’ with that dude.”

  “He said he has some information that might be valuable to you.”

  Silence.

  “Aight, tell him I’ll meet with him at the end of the week. But book the Mexico trip now.”

  “I got you, baby, I love you.”

  “You already know what it is.”

  Go Back To Kali

  Harmony

  The air conditioning was on blast in my house and the bills were sky-high thanks to Kali. He managed in less than a week to cause more problem than he was worth. Him and Cherry came and went as they pleased and I hardly ever saw them. Yet when he was here, I could never get a good night sleep with him staying in my house. Was he gonna kill me? What did he wa
nt with me?

  Trust, I had a plan to deal with him and Madjesty at the same time, and there would be no mistakes. It made me sick that he was threatening to tell Jace where I was and give his theory to him on what happened the night people were poisoned at his party. I knew there was only one way to get him out of my life for good. And that was to kill him but first I had to focus on bringing more income into this house. I had a plan to do just that, and it involved the porn industry.

  I was sitting in my bedroom with Madjesty and Jayden and it was time to teach them what it took to earn money. Who would’ve thought, that the very room my father and fake mother slept in, would be used to teach my children the lessons of life? Sure, Madjesty brought in one hundred dollars last week, but what that showed me was that with the right guidance she could bring in much more.

  “Ya’ll sit down on the floor.” They sat down with their backs up against the wall. I walked over to my table and picked up the three bright orange carrots that sat on my dresser. “Here take these.”

  “What’s this about?” Madjesty rebutted already. She examined the carrot carefully.

  “I’ll tell you when we get to that point, for now, shut the fuck up and pay attention.”

  “You want us to eat them?” Jayden asked stupidly.

  “Did I say eat them?”

  “No.”

  “Alright then.” I paused. “This is the first of many instructional classes I’m going to be conducting for you two. And I want you to pay attention because later on, we will be entertaining a special guest as a quiz.”

  They looked at each other in confusion. “Today the focus is on your gag reflexes. It is important that we work on them now if we’re going to be bringing in the money necessary to live the life we want.”

  “The life we want, or the life you want?” Madjesty asked.

  “It should be both.” I smirked. “We need money, girls. And money can only come one way, and that is if it’s earned.”

  “Ma, what about a job?” Madjesty offered. “I don’t understand why we can’t just get a job like everybody else.”

  “You don’t understand because you’re too young and mouthy. And if you continue to be disobedient, I’m stuffing your gay ass back under the stairs.” I told her.

  “Please stop, Madjesty,” Jayden said. “Just listen.”

  Madjesty rolled her eyes and remained quiet.

  “Now, I want you to take the carrots I’ve just handed you, and stick the entire thing into your mouths. I only want to see the butt of the carrot and that’s it.”

  “But…They not washed,” Jayden said.

  “Exactly, and the dicks you’ll be sucking won’t be washed either. Now…Pick up the carrots and put them fully in your mouths.”

  They were slow at first until I said, “Either you two bitches do what I’m asking, or you can get the fuck out of my house. Unless you got someplace else to live I suggest you start sucking.”

  Slowly they picked the carrots up and put them in their mouths. Madjesty had the carrot only halfway in her throat and already was gagging, while Jayden seemed to do it with ease.

  “Slowly, Madjesty. You must relax your gag reflexes first. Trust me when I say you won’t swallow a dick if it’s in your mouth, no matter how much you may feel like you will.”

  I looked back at Jayden and was still shocked. She was definitely going to be my moneymaker. She seemed to be a natural at this and before I knew it, the entire carrot was in her mouth and she was holding it steady. Tears rolled down the sides of her eyes and I didn’t know if it was because she was controlling her reflexes, or crying, either way I didn’t care.

  “Okay, Jayden, that was pretty good, you can stop now. But Madjesty, you need to slow down.” I said walking up to her snatching the carrot out of her throat. She wiped her mouth and looked up at me. “Here, open your mouth wide and relax.”

  “I don’t want to do this.” She said pushing my hand out of her face.

  “And I don’t want to do it either. But there’s no way in hell there’ll be three pussies in here, and only one of them bringing in money.”

  “Four pussies.” Madjesty said.

  “What?”

  “You forgot about the gimp in the wheel chair downstairs. Don’t she count?”

  “You know what, I’m sick of your whining and shit. You’re lazy, boyish and don’t wanna listen.”

  With that I grabbed her by her shirt and pulled her down the stairs. Then I locked her back into the crawlspace where she would stay until I let her out. She was banging on the door but I didn’t open it.

  “Fuck is going on around here?” Kali said walking up behind me. I didn’t even know he was here. “Why ya’ll makin’ all this noise in my fuckin’ house?”

  “Look, Kali. Either kill me or leave ‘cause I’m sick of seeing you.”

  “You may get your wish soon enough,” he said.

  My stomach churned at the idea of Concord Manor being anywhere near his house. “I’m teaching her how to earn money, and since she wanna be disobedient, she got to learn the hard way.”

  “Well what you teaching her?”

  “Why, Kali? This is my fucking house and these are my kids.”

  “Bitch, don’t make me drop you. Why you got her under the steps?”

  “I’m teaching her how to make money, the old fashion way! Anything else?”

  He was quiet and I wanted to see if he gave a fuck. After everything he did to my body, by taking these kids out of my womb, now he had a chance to be a father and I wanted to see if he would take it or not.

  “Well, keep that shit down. I’m tryin’ to go to sleep.”

  When he walked off thoughts of shooting him in the back of his head danced through my mind, but I didn’t have a gun or bullets, so I would have to wait.

  Directing my attention back to the crawlspace I said, “You will stay in there until you learn to obey me.”

  After that I walked back up the stairs and saw Jayden crying. When she saw me enter the room, she wiped her tears away.

  “I don’t wanna see you crying no more.” I said seriously. “It’s time you learn about real life and its time you stopped being weak.”

  “I know…And you won’t see me cry anymore, mama.” She said. “I’m ready to do what I gotta do for me and Madjesty. Just teach me what you want me to know.”

  I smiled and said, “That’s what I wanna hear.”

  After that I made the call to get our guest of honor and he came about fifteen minutes later. I met him while applying for welfare at the Department of Social Services last week. Even though he was in his early twenties, he seemed to be excited about my proposition. It didn’t matter when I told him that the proposition involved my fourteen-year-old twin daughters. It’s amazing how perverted most people are in the world.

  “Jayden, this is Abdul and he’s the guest I was telling you about.”

  Jayden looked me in the eyes and I could tell she knew what needed to be done. I had to be sure she was ready and I had to see it with my own eyes.

  “Now, using what you learned today, I need you to show me…On Abdul.” I paused. “Abdul, sit down on the edge of the bed please.” He did. “Are you ready, Jayden?”

  “Yes,” she said in a confident voice. “Will you let my sister out after I finish?”

  “Don’t’ ask me anything else about Madjesty. Madjesty made her bed and now she has to lie in it. Now, stay focused!” I said clapping my hands. “Using what I taught you earlier with the carrots, I need you to show me you got it down on Abdul. Suck his dick like a pro and don’t stop until he cums.”

  Abdul tried to stand up and I said, “Stay down, Abdul.”

  Instead of looking like he was about to get broken off, he looked more nervous than anything and I hoped he would be able to go through with it.

  With Abdul seated on the bed, she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Now, remove his pants.” I instructed.

  “I can do it myself,” he told me. I
guess he was trying to help her out. “It’s not a problem.”

  “Abdul, when I invited you over here nothing about that offer included me wanting to hear your input. You are to sit here and remain quiet.” I paused. “Now can you do that for me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good,” I said redirecting my attention to Jayden. “Now, take his jeans off.” Jayden removed his jeans like he was a kid getting ready for bed.

  “Look, everything you do must be a seduction. Everything! It ain’t enough for you to do the act if you look like you’re about to be hung or something. Every man must be made to feel like he’s the only one. Because if he believes he’s the only one, even when he’s not, the money will flow. Always.” I paused. “Having sex and getting paid for it is all about the seduction.” I continued. “Now, when you remove his boxers, be seductive.”

  “Seductive?”

  “Yes…Have you ever had a crush on someone?”

  “No,” she shook her head quickly.

  “Well, is there someone you like on TV?” I asked irritated.

  “Yes.”

  “Good, use his image and keep it in the front of your mind always.” I said. “Now…Remove his boxers like he’s the one in your vision.”

  This time she did it a little better and I was pleased. I knew that in time, she would be perfect.