ADONIS
I was busy massaging Briana’s pussy under her dress and feeding her fruit at the table when I got a call. “Let me answer this baby,” I said to her as I kissed her soft lips. I retrieved my phone out of my pocket and saw that it was Brandon. When Brandon called instead of texting, shit was always fucking serious. “Speak nigga,” I boomed. My demeanor suddenly fucking changed as I listened to what he was saying on the other end. Briana must have sensed it because her hand touched my shoulder. I hung up the phone and sat it on the table as I attempted to get up. “Baby where are you going, I’m coming,” Briana said trying to get up with me. “No sit down and stay here with Persia,” I demanded. I didn’t need her seeing my car thinking I had a bitch on the side when I didn’t. Ramses sensed the urgency in my tone and immediately got up. Persia just looked confused as hell as she tried to figure out what was happening.
“I’m not staying here I’m going with you.”
I didn’t want to cause a fucking scene in this place, Briana was about to make me fuck her up if she didn’t shut her ass up and listen. I was about to yell at her ass but I decided not to because that would make her rebel and get up anyway. “Baby, I’ll be back I just need to take a business call right now, aight,” I placed a kiss on her forehead and slid out of the booth. Ramses and I walked side by side as we exited the restaurant.
BRIANA
I was beyond pissed that Adonis wanted me to stay here instead of going outside and helping him with whatever he needed help with. I knew my man and I knew that look, he was pissed about something and I wanted to find out why. “Briana calm down, you know how they get when it’s about business,” Persia said stuffing her face. I rolled my eyes as I continued to tap my foot on the ground. I was his fiancé so I deserved to know what was going on. I hated being out of the loop. “If you my bitch then you need to come with me so we can see what’s going on P,” I said.
“Ramses told me to keep my pregnant ass seated so I ain’t going nowhere.”
“Well if you ain’t going then I’m going by my damn self.” I knew saying that would spark something. She put her fork down as she rolled her eyes and scooted out of the booth with me.
“That’s my girl,” I said as I helped her up.
“Shut the hell up.”
I giggled as we walked to the entrance of the restaurant. I instantly got tired and rubbed on my stomach. This babies had been tearing my ass up lately. I constantly threw up and was always tired and hungry. I had gained a little weight but it wasn’t nothing I couldn’t fix. Adonis always told me he liked it and that bones were for the dogs. When I felt horrible he always assured me that I was beautiful in his eyes. I was now four months and looked like I was eight in my eyes. We still didn’t know the gender of the babies and I couldn’t wait to find out. Persia and Ramses wanted to wait until the baby got here for them to find out. I couldn’t do that because my ass was too impatient. As we stepped on the elevator my heart raced. I already knew coming down here was going to spark an argument later on but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was see what was happening.
“Your ass is going to get in trouble,” Persia said folding her arms over her chest.
“Your ass is too, he told you to sit your pregnant ass down but you in the elevator with me. You my sister P, I know you wanted to see what was going on too. Don’t even front.”
The elevator dinged letting us know we had arrived on the ground floor which was basically the garage. We stepped out and saw Brandon and Shalia standing off in the corner. Shalia appeared to be crying as Brandon held her arm with a smug look on his face.
“Bitch if you think I’m about to walk up this ramp in these Versace heels then you got the game fucked up.”
“Persia, we ain’t come this far to back out now,” I said yanking her arm.
“Briana, by the time we reach the top our ass gone pass out.”
I ignored her and pulled her arm as we slowly walked up the ramp. I’m not even gone lie, my ass was beyond tired and I regretted it now because my legs was staring to hurt. “We almost there P,” I said looking back. “Just keep walking bitch,” she said. We soon made it to the top and Persia sat on someone’s car as she caught her breathe. I laughed at her but it soon turned into a frown as I heard Adonis yelling. At first I didn’t even recognize his voice. When we argued he never sounded that way. This was the second time I was going to see Wolf in the flesh.
“Give me your fucking phone Shalia!” He roared snatching it out of her hand. He looked through it for a moment and laughed. Then he turned his attention back to her. “You told this bitch where we was,” he asked calmly. Too calm at that.
“I’m sorry Wolf, I didn’t think anything of it, it wasn’t out of ill intent I promise you,” she cried.
“You just fucking told me that this bitch is planning something, she asked you where it was and your dumb ass just up and told her not thinking that she wouldn’t show up. Do these hoes not think now?” He turned around asking Ramses.
“I guess not bruh, this bitch is mad bold for doing this to your fucking car.”
Once Ramses said that Persia and I saw Adonis’s Maserati on a pickup truck. It had the words “I love you,” keyed all over it. The tires were flattened and lip prints adorned every side. That bitch Kenya was really getting beside herself. It sucked that I was pregnant because I wanted to kill this bitch myself. I quickly turned my head towards Shalia as she began to scream. Two of Adonis’s other workers came up and threw her in a parked car. There was some onlookers from the ceremony but as soon as Adonis looked at them they ran like bats out of hell fearing that he would come for them next.
“Adonis, what are you doing!” I yelled. When he turned around his whole demeanor changed, it was like I changed him back to the man he once was before all this happened. “I told you to stay in the fucking restaurant, why the fuck are you out here?” He roared. I could tell he was beyond pissed. Ramses didn’t say anything to Persia but I knew her ass was going to get yelled at later on. “YOU CANT FUCKING ANSWER ME!” He yelled even louder as he loosened his tie. I stood there frozen unable to speak. I knew I should have stayed in my seat but I wanted to make sure he was safe. I felt that I had that right as his fiancé. It seemed as though he had gotten even more pissed. He grabbed my arm and walked me over to another vehicle. He opened the passenger door and looked at me. “Get the fuck in,” he said.
“But Adonis I…”
“Don’t make me fucking repeat myself Bri, now is not the fucking time,” he said pinching the bridge of his nose. I wasted no time getting in. I folded my arms and stared straight away. He bent down and I thought he was about to give me a kiss so I puckered my lips but this nigga was reaching for the seatbelt so he could buckle me in. I was red as fuck. A look of embarrassment was displayed on my face as I looked down and fiddled with the bracelets on my wrist.
“You get out this car I'll fuck you up… understand me?” He asked. I didn’t say anything, which I’m sure only pissed him off more but I didn’t care. “BRIANA!!!!” He yelled slapping the hood of the car. I jumped up and stared at him. “Yes Adonis, yes I understand”. He stared at me for a moment before he shut the door and walked off. Minutes later my phone lit up in my purse and I saw that it was Persia.
Persia: Let this be the last time I let you talk me into some shit.
Briana: I love you too
As soon as the text message was sent I placed my phone back in my purse. The driver’s side door flew open and Adonis came in. He started the car and pulled out of the garage without even acknowledging me. I stared at him for a moment contemplating if I should say something but I decided not to because I hated arguing with him when he was driving. I planned on sitting my ass here and staying quiet until we arrived home.
ADONIS
The ride back home was silent and I needed it to be. My mind was running wild with some of the shit I had planned for tonight. Mothafuckas was definitely about to be reminded on why they called me Wolf.
I had people already getting the warehouse ready, and I had niggas in the streets searching for that pink Buick Kenya was riding in. I didn’t want to shoot up her spot because her mom’s lived there, believe it or not I had a heart and her mom’s ain’t deserve to die just based off her daughter’s actions. Once I made the call for niggas to search high and low for that Buick, I knew that it was a matter of time until they would found it. I pressed the buttons into the security system and waited for the gates to completely open. Once I turned the car off I got out, since Briana was pregnant I helped her ass get out too. I was still mad at her for not listening. From the look on her face I could tell she wanted to argue but I had shit to handle so I wasn’t up for the fuckin shenanigans. When we entered the house she began going off. I tuned her ass out as I walked up the spiral stair case. The maid Esmeralda stared at us from the bottom of the stairs. When I went into the room I immediately walked into the closest so that I could put on a change of clothes.
“Adonis!!” She yelled again. With my back turned to her I put on an all back hoodie. If she knew what was best for her ass should would have taken that ass back in the room, but Briana was too hardheaded for that so she proceeded to call my fuckin name.
“Briana, you got two seconds to get out my damn face with all that yelling ma,” I stated calmly. Just like I thought, she didn’t listen. She stood there with her arms folded as she leaned up against the wall. Once I put my black pants and boots on I was done. Now I was ready to head back out. I tried to walk past Briana but she grabbed my arm. “Where the fuck you going Adonis, I know you not about to leave without saying shit.” She said. I turned around with the quickness and gripped her fucking neck. I backed her ass up against the wall and with our face only inches from each other I spoke. “You gone fucking learn to listen to me when I tell you too. I told you to sit the fuck down but you just had to come outside. What if a shootout was going on and you got hit, you got two fucking babies in you and you not acting like it. The next time I tell you not to do something that’s pertaining to your safety you better fuckin obey those orders!” I yelled.
“Do you understand me Briana?”
She nodded her head up and down and I let her neck go. I snatched my keys off the bed and left her standing there as I left the room.
PERSIA
“You don’t hear me fucking talking to you Ramses?” Persia said as she laid in the bed.
“I told you to fucking sit down but you just had to follow Briana and join her outside, both of y’all some hardheaded fucking females yo.”
“My friend needed me so I joined her.”
“Briana ain’t need shit, y’all ain’t have no fucking business going out there, but y’all gone learn one of these days,” I warned. She shot up out the bed and ran over to me, her stomach protruded out of the small gown she had on. She hugged me closely as she closed her eyes. “Please be safe baby, please,” she pleaded. I towered over her as I kissed her forehead. “Go back to sleep baby,” I said as I walked her back to bed. “Promise me you’ll be safe and you’ll come back to me Ramses,” she begged. Shit a nigga wanted to but I couldn’t, with the lifestyle I lived you never knew if it would be your last time walking out of that door. I had killed a lot of people in my life time so I never knew when karma was gone come back to get my ass. “Ma, I can’t promise you that with the type of lifestyle I live. Go back to sleep aight!”
“Ok baby, I love you.”
“Love you too P.” Once I grabbed my keys I was out.
ADONIS
I sat in the warehouse picking out the different weapons I wanted to use to torture Kenya and whoever was in the car with her. I had the rest of my soldiers along with Brandon looking for Kenya’s car.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Everyone stopped what they were doing and drew their guns in anticipation. I pulled out my automatic and walked towards the door, when I peeked through the little bullet hole that was now used as a peephole I waived my hands so that everyone could lower their guns. “Open up the door!” I yelled to one of my soldiers. The metal door started to slowly rise off the ground. The same pickup truck that picked up my car earlier slowly drove in with Kenya’s ugly ass pink Buick attached to the back. Brandon got out of the passenger seat and dapped me up. “They in the trunk, one of my soldiers caught them from behind and put a bag over they head. Tony and Debo put them in the trunk.” He said excitedly. Without saying a word I walked over to the back of the car. Brandon handed me the key, I inserted it inside the keyhole and popped the trunk. My brows furrowed in anger because this was not Kenya, it was a fucking nigga.
“I told those mothafuckas I wanted a pink Buick with Kenya inside, not a fucking nigga yo,” I boomed.
“Please don’t kill me, I’ll tell you anything just don’t kill me,” he pleaded. Maybe capturing him wasn’t a bad idea after all. I loved a snitch and I knew this mothafucka was about to sing like a fucking bird. I ordered my niggas to get him out of the trunk and tie him to the chair. Once they were done I walked up to him and snatched the blindfold off his face.
“Surprise mothafucka,” I laughed. He immediately started crying once he realized it was me. I usually got that reaction when a mothafucka figured out I sent for them. Every time I snatched the blindfold off they knew they were as good as dead.
“I’ll tell you everything Wolf, just please don’t kill me man,” he pleaded again. I pulled up a chair in front of him and sat down as I stared at him intensely. “Let’s start off with who you are, what’s your name?” I asked.
“My name is Juan.”
“Who you work for nigga?”
“I don’t work for anybody, me and my homie Keith had been running the streets by ourselves until we met your cousin Nino. He said he saw potential in us and thought we should join your team. Once we agreed he started changing the plan asking us to work for him, we constantly turned down the offer but once me and Keith ran out of money we tried calling him back but found out that he was dead.”
“So how you meet Kenya?” I asked. He looked at me like I wasn’t supposed to know that he knew her. His head slumped down in defeat as he began crying. He knew he was dead now.
“When we would meet Nino she would be with him.”
“So how did y’all meet up in Atlanta? What happened to Jose and why y’all rob him?”
“Man we saw Kenya in the strip club, she walked over to us and we told her that we needed money. She said she had a proposition for us. The proposition was to kill your girl so that she could have you to herself, she also wanted to hit up one of your spots to take some product and money. Keith and I had her kill Jose to prove her loyalty. We didn’t know she actually would. Once she slit his throat we took the money and left,” he sobbed.
“Aight mothafucka, this the last question I’m gone ask you…. What are y’all planning right now? How were y’all planning to kill my fiancé?”
“We were going to discuss it tonight, since Melissa flew in Kenya felt like she had everyone she needed. I was on my way to the gas station to get some liquor when your boys pulled me over and kidnapped me. I don’t know the plan because we haven’t discussed it,” he said.
I sat there taking everything he just said in. On the outside a nigga looked calm but on the inside I was seeing red. Rage filled my body as I thought about these mothafuckas trying to take the most important thing that belonged to me. I calmly got up and walked over to the table that displayed all kinds of weapons.
“Aye Turk, turn on the radio!” I yelled. His happy ass got up and turned on the radio with the quickness. Scarface’s-Smile blasted through the radio as I slipped on some latex gloves. I whistled as I picked my weapon of choice. I walked over to him and removed the chair out of my way. I bent down in front of him and gripped his face. “Nigga you stop fucking crying, you wasn’t crying when you thought about killing my bitch. Let’s give you a nice smile nigga,” I laughed as I slowly slit both sides of his face. He screamed in agony and I stepped back as blood poured from h
is wounds. “Lets the dogs finish his ass!” I roared over his cries.
“Wait nigga, I need to ask him something,” Ramses interrupted. “You got a picture of Melissa and Keith in your phone so we know what they look like.”
“Ph… ph… phone,” Juan stuttered.
“Now let the dogs out,” Ramses yelled. Brandon opened the door and 5 of my pit bulls charged Juan at full speed. The jumped on him and immediately started ripping his flesh apart.
“Damn, them mothafuckas hungry,” Turk laughed. Ramses walked to the Buick and pulled out Juan’s phone. He held it up to his face and scrolled through it. “This might be them y’all,” he said holding the phone up. “This picture was taken today, probably before he went to the store.” He said handing the phone to Turk. We stared at the picture and I couldn’t shake the fact that Melissa resembled Briana. Maybe that’s why Kenya needed her, that bitch was more than obsessed. Turk gave Brandon the phone who passed it to everyone else so that they would know who to look for.
“Aight mothafuckas, I’m out. Call them people to clean this shit up. Call me when y’all find them mothafuckas,” I said as I walked out.
KENYA
Keith and Melissa were in the kitchen playing cards as I sat on the couch waiting for Juan to pick up his phone. I’d called him twice but now I was about to start blowing his shit up. I ended the call and dialed it again. As I waited for him to answer I twirled my weave through my fingers. The ringing stopped and it sounded like someone was on the other end. “Hello…Hello…Juan where you at?” I yelled. No one said anything, all I heard was breathing. “Juan stop playing, don’t make me kill your dumb ass,” I laughed. Usually Juan laughed when I said that, but there was still nothing on the other end. “Juan answer me, what the fuck?” I yelled. I was beyond irritated right now. I heard a loud laugh on the other end and then they hung up. My gut feeling told me something was wrong, I wanted to call back but I was too afraid.
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