Mesmerized By A Street King

by Belleza

  Once I passed the threshold and bypassed the metal detectors, the loud music rattled my eardrums. Dynasty was packed, and I thought it would be easy for me to spot her because bottle girls outfits were always in gold. I scanned the large room and figured it was a lost hope to look for Camille’s short ass in the mass of people.

  I pulled a bottle girl named, Jamilla to the side when she was about to walk past me. She looked like she was going to snap, but quickly fixed that frown into a smile when she saw me. I fucked once, and Nina made her life a living hell working at Dynasty. She was cute, and her pussy was mediocre, so it wasn’t a loss not being able to hit again.

  “You seen Camille?”

  “Who?” she asked rearing her head back and curling her lip up which led me to believe she knew who the fuck I was talking about. Fuck all that was for?

  I sighed and leaned closer to her ear since she was either stupid or hard of hearing. “Camille, the new girl.”

  “The black bitch that’s taking all the customers?” she snapped, and I laughed grabbing her arm. That shit pissed me off. Yes, Camille had some dark ebony skin, but it was damn sure not a flaw, and I’m sure she was nowhere near a bitch. Shit, me and my brothers were some black ass niggas. I guess it only worked out for us because we were men, not competition, but more so the prize in their eyes.

  “Yo, tell me where the fuck she’s at.”

  “I don’t know!” she spat, and I released her, and she narrowed her eyes at me. “Why are you looking for her anyway?”

  I pushed past Jamilla because I wasn’t getting anywhere with her. I continued to maneuvering through the club following any glimmer of gold, I saw. In one of the VIP sections on the ground floor, I spotted the Cumberland Crew. They were a group of niggas that frequented the club as if they got paid to be here. They were a bunch of low-level dealers that liked to show off and tried to act tough. They made so much of a fuss in the streets about having to cop off us but respectfully paid their dues every time. Some niggas just couldn’t fall in line, and they were the ones.

  I eyed each and every one of them and walked past them to the hall where the bathrooms were. I couldn’t find Camille anywhere in the club, and even in the women's locker room, she wasn’t there. My chest got tight when I heard a woman’s muffled screams. I kicked open the bathroom door and low and behold one of the niggas from the Cumberland Crew, Ben, was scuffling with Camille. She was swinging on him, and he kept trying to restrain her. I pulled my gun out and sent a bullet through his leg.

  Pow!

  He dropped automatically, and Camille stumbled to the ground breathing heavily. Her hair was all of her head, her lips was busted, and the body suit she had on was torn exposing her breast. Let it would’ve been any other moment I would’ve loved to gaze at the perky chocolate mounds, but I was pissed. I unzipped my hoodie and passed it to her before I continued to fuck Ben up. I blacked out and began punching him all in his head and stomping him in his leg. I wanted him dead, but Camille was his saving grace.

  “No, don’t kill him! Please, let’s just get out of here.”

  I turned towards her, and she had this sadness in her eyes, and she was shaking. I could tell she was scared. Tucking my gun back in my sweats I grabbed her hand and led her out of the back way of the club. We rounded the building, and I opened up my car and started it for her before I went to go tell Brick to get all them niggas out the club. I ain’t care what they had to do, how much they paid and what they didn’t get, them niggas party time was over. I also gave him a heads up about Ben, and I told them to make sure they fucked him up some more.

  I got in my driver's seat and headed back to my place. The ride was quiet, and I honestly ain’t know what to say to Camille. She looked more so angry now and was staring outside of the window. The situation was fucked up, and I was just thankful she was with me. I knew my heart… I meant my mind never steered me wrong.

  When we got to my place, I pulled up in my garage, and she got out quickly and waited for me at the door. I opened up the door and led the way to my bedroom which was on the second floor. After going into my drawer and finding her a shirt and pair of boxers, I passed it to her.

  “There are towels and extra bars of soap in the bathroom closet,” I informed her.

  She nodded her head and took the items from me walking into the bathroom. I left out of the room closing the door behind me and went to go check on my nephews who were still asleep. They took the three spare bedrooms in my house which left me to sleep on my expensive, uncomfortable leather couch.

  I grabbed a blanket from the closet and sat up watching the TV in hopes of falling asleep. An hour went past before I got up and went to go check on Camille. I expected her to be sleep, but she was sitting up with her back against my headboard. Her ass was so small she reminded me of little ass Za’naa swallowed up in my king sized covers.

  “My bad, I was just making sure you were cool,” I quickly blurted out before I went to go shut my door, but she stopped me.

  “Don’t go. I can’t sleep.”

  It threw me for a loop a little. I stood by the door and then stepped inside closing it behind me. I went over to the bed and got in on the side I didn’t sleep on.

  “Was that the first time?” I questioned her breaking the silence.

  I faced her, and she nodded her head. “Yeah. They’re always obnoxious, but tonight Ben just followed me into the bathroom and tried to attack me.”

  I clenched my jaw thinking about if I were minutes or even seconds later he would’ve raped her.

  “I just want to sleep and forget about it,” she mumbled.

  I didn’t respond, and she scooted over closer and turned her back towards me. While I was lost in my thoughts, she was fast asleep with her pouty brown lips slightly apart and balled up in a fetal position.

  I took the time to admire her features, and I couldn’t deny she was fucking gorgeous. I was the type of guy that noticed a fat ass before anything, but I sat next to her in bed inwardly complimenting her smooth blemish free complexion, almond shaped eyes and lips. Being on some soft shit like that had my dick brick, and I knew I shouldn’t have been in my bed with her ass.

  I sighed and tried my best to change my thoughts, but my hardness wouldn’t go down. Flipping the covers off me, I got out of the bed making sure I didn’t wake her and went downstairs to my phone to text Nina I was on my way.

  ***

  “Why are you in a rush to leave?” Nina whined when she saw me pocketing my keys and phone.

  She should’ve known I wasn’t staying to begin with. Her ass always had these hopeful thoughts when I came around when she knew damn well I only slept in my bed. I don’t even know what her bedroom looks like because I ain’t want her to think we were getting that comfortable. We kicked it, had sex, sometimes went out, but that was it.

  I just needed a release after I found myself gazing at Camille and getting myself caught up in my feelings. There was no doubt, I was drawn to her. The situation was fucked up, and I had no right being sexually aroused after Ben’s weird ass tried to rape her.

  “It’s two in the morning, you know damn well I ain’t staying.”

  She huffed loudly along with a long drawn out eye roll and walked her vanilla body passed me. A few years ago Nina used to be slim built, but with the help of Dr. Miami, she was slim thick. She had no ass and no titties, but her face was pretty as shit. Now her body resembled Draya from Basketball Wives. It looked natural, but if you knew her, you knew for a fact that the ass that poked out and the titties that sat up wasn’t hers.

  I eyed her and adjusted my dick which was growing back to life at the sight of her. More times than some with this childish act she irritated me. However, I couldn’t deny the fact that the sexual attraction was undeniable. That’s as far as it went though.

  “I didn’t ask you to stay, but you can at least sit and smoke with me. You know it’s hard for me to fall asleep alone in here.”

  “I don’t know that.”
She curled her lip up at me before she brought the perfectly rolled blunt to her lips and lit the end. She inhaled and released the smoke my way as she sauntered closer.

  “I heard you were looking for that girl earlier.”

  I wasn’t shocked that she did either. That’s all the bitches do in Dynasty. The crazy thing about it, they ain’t like Nina and Nina felt she was above them, but they would surely run to her when it came to me, and her ass would soak up everything and bring it to me as if I was going to explain myself.

  “I’m out. Get some sleep,” I told her pushing her out my space so I could go.

  Her small feet padded behind me as I made my way to the front door of her condo.

  “Do you know how irritating it is that every time I turn around, I find out about you and some bitch in Dynasty!” she belted.

  “Do you know how irritating it is to hear your fucking voice?!” I shouted back turning around and glaring at her because she was stepping to me like she was ready to throw hands. Nina had me fucked up. I ain’t lay my hands on a woman, but if she brought me there, I would surely hurt her feelings and get someone to whoop her ass.

  Seeing the anger in my eyes caused her to soften her expression and sulk like a big ass kid. That was her thing, she acted big and fucking bad and then turned into a baby. Neither one of them moved me.

  “I give you all of me, to get less and less of you. How fair is that, Asahd? I want more, and I deserve it.”

  “And I’m not stopping you from getting nothing you think you deserve. I just don’t fit into that equation. The only thing I have to offer you is dick. You trying to find something in me that’s not there. Don’t have your thoughts of me having potential cloud your better judgement. I ain’t that nigga.”

  Nina lifted her hand to her face and wiped away a tear. I don’t know if the shit was fake or real, either way, I ain’t have no rap for that shit. I left her standing there to wallow in her sadness.

  MILL

  I don’t know how long I was sleep, but when I got up the streets lights were still on, and it was well into the morning. I remembered Asahd in bed with me, but after going down the stairs to get a cup of water, I realized he was gone.

  It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he was out doing, and as much as I hate to admit it, it did bother me that he more than likely went to go spend time with another woman. I can’t say why but it did. After figuring out how to cut on his TV, I aimlessly watched a show on VH1 until I passed back out.

  The next morning I woke up and Asahd was staring right into my face on the other side of the bed. I blinked my eyes a few times to focus my vision and frowned once I realized it was him.

  “We need to talk.”

  I smacked my lips and scooted to the end of the comfortable king size bed. “I have nothing to say to you.”

  He grabbed my arm, and I yanked it out of his grip and continued to the bathroom because I knew I had to get my hygiene together. I slept too hard, and I felt the crust on my face from the slobber.

  “I don’t want to talk to you anyway with your stinking ass breath!” I heard him shout and then move towards the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and cut the water on trying to figure out how I was going to brush my teeth.

  Asahd barged into the bathroom and went to the medicine cabinet where he pulled out a pack of toothbrushes and placed one on the vanity.

  “You gonna need a lot of this shit,” he said putting the toothpaste on the toothbrush. I snatched it up and began to brush my teeth, and he stood in the bathroom still talking shit.

  “Yeah, make sure you floss and gargle too. Then when you done get them eye boogers out,” he chastised me placing a clean washcloth next to me.

  Moving the toothbrush in and out of my mouth I glared at him through the mirror, and he shot the same scowl my way when he was the one that was starting shit with me this morning. I rolled my eyes and spit out the wad of foam and rinsed my mouth out with water. He wasn’t going to stop staring, and I realized if I fed into him, it gave him too much leeway to continue to be annoying, so I ignored him and finished up my routine.

  “I need to borrow this until I get my belongings from Dynasty and would you mind ordering me an Uber? My phone and wallet are in my locker.”

  “I don’t care about the clothes and no, I’m not ordering you an Uber when I can drive you. Why would I let you return to that place by yourself and besides, the shit ain’t open yet.”

  I sighed and realized it was after 8 am. “Your brother owns the place, I’m sure one of y’all have a spare key.”

  “I do,” he responded taking a seat back on the bed. “We ain’t leaving until we talk though.”

  “I have nothing to say to you.”

  “Fuck is all that for? Not for nothing but we should be on a friendly basis right now because I not only almost killed a nigga over your ass I allowed you to sleep in my fucking bed! My back stiff as shit thanks to you.”

  “I didn’t ask you to bring me here!”

  “That’s cuz you ain’t have no choice. I wanted you here, and I got my way.”

  I scoffed, and he smirked winking his eye at me.

  Why did he have to be so sexy!

  “Fine!” I threw my hands up in the air. “What do you want from me?”

  “You.”

  “Ha. Ha. I’m not up for grabs. What do you want to talk about?”

  “Why are you working in Dynasty?”

  “Because I need money.”

  He lifted his eyebrows. “And a job at Starbucks or Wendy’s wouldn’t have been good enough?”

  “Not when you have ten thousand dollars to pay to graduate or everything you worked so hard for goes to waste,” I shot back. “I have to go up to my school and speak to the financial counselor and see if I’m eligible to get on a payment plan. Hopefully, I am.”

  “You're going to school to become a teacher right?”

  I lifted my eyebrow at him. “How do you know?”

  “I know a lot about you, Camille.”

  I crossed my arms under my chest and shifted my weight growing uneasy under his gaze. What exactly did he know? Not that my life was even interesting, or I did some questionable shit but it was awkward as fuck to have a stranger know everything about you and you just knew the basic stuff.

  “You’re still with Josh?”

  “What does it matter to you?”

  “It doesn’t.”

  “Good, so let’s just stick to the topic at hand.”

  “Did you try to file for any grants or loans?” he questioned me.

  “As far as a grant, it’s too late to apply for one, and I don’t care for loans because I will be paying back damn near double of what I borrow. My parents were responsible for my tuition, but I guess they fell off and didn’t have the heart to tell me they could no longer afford it.”

  “How about this, I give you the ten stacks—”

  “What I look like? Nina? I don’t need your money.”

  “That was cute, but I don’t give her ass shit anyway. I don’t give anyone anything unless you’re family.”

  “So why are you willing to give me ten thousand dollars?”

  “Because you will be mine soon, and I’m not just going to give it to you. You’re gonna work for it.”

  “I’m not fucking you for money!”

  “You gonna fuck me because you want to, not for money, baby,” he boldly said, and I rolled my eyes at his cocky ass.“Stop assuming shit. I rather make sure you finish out school and don’t have to walk around Dynasty in some skimpy ass suit. Fucking me wasn’t in the equation, not when it comes to the money.”

  I sucked my teeth and this time he smiled. “Take the money, and I’ll let you know your new job once I talk to my brother about it.”

  “And how long will I have to work this new job? It can take forever to pay off $10,000.”

  “Not when you’re working for the Moseley’s,” he beamed, and I rolled my eyes again. I was a bit relieved my financia
l burden was put to rest for a little while, but it didn’t solve the issues with my parents.

  “Thank you. I’ll go along with your plan for now, but the moment I figure there’s some shady shit I swear I will give you every penny back. I know how women are that throw themselves at you in hopes to get a little crumb.” I pointed to my chest. “I am not one of them.”

  Asahd peered at me and laughed which was odd because I was serious as fuck. Yes, I was attracted to him, very attracted to him but I was not about to be on his dick for a little fame and money.

  After a stare down he rose from the bed and met me where I stood towering over me. My breathing picked up from him being so close to me. Everything he did was commanding which more than likely from the boss role he played on the daily. Asahd just had to be in charge of everything, and I was learning he wanted me to be a part of those things. It was alluring for a man to take on the lead role that actually leveled up to a man. He was nothing like Joshua, shit, why was I even comparing him to Joshua? They were in two different leagues.

  “Why you gotta keep making points like that. By now you should know I don’t think of you in that light. If I did you wouldn’t be in my crib and I damn sure wouldn’t hold no conversation with you about your issues. I can tell you’re a good girl and for whatever reason I like you, so stop being mean to me and cut me some slack.”

  Now I bust out laughing because this was the macho man cursing at me and shit, and now he said I was being mean to him. He sounded like a little kid.

  “No funny business.” I held out my hand for him to seal the deal and he lifted it to his perfect brown lips and kissed the back of it.

  “I can’t promise you all that.”

  I mushed him in his face, and we both laughed. “Can we go get something to eat now? I’m hungry as shit.”