The Hustler's Daughter {DC Bookdiva Publications}

by Pinky Dior

  Mercedes made herself comfortable inside of Emilio’s home. She unwrapped her hair, which was still pinned up from her day of beauty at the hair salon. She wore pink lingerie and kept her high heels on to complete the seductive ensemble. She had a satin robe and tied it under her breasts. It strategically covered the gun she hid in her waist. Emilio was on his way and she soon heard him pull in the driveway. He parked directly behind the car that was covered up in the driveway.

  Mercedes prepared a special meal for Emilio. It consisted of Spanish yellow rice, fried chicken, black beans and some mashed potatoes. She removed a vial from her purse and poured a clear liquid into the gravy, potatoes, and all over the chicken. She stirred it well and made sure that it blended together. Mercedes then placed two candles on the table and lit them. Wine glasses finished the décor and she filled them with Moet. Emilio’s drink bubbled as she slipped an extacy pill in it.

  As soon as she did that, the lock to the front door clicked and Emilio opened the door.

  She sat at the table with her hands beneath her chin awaiting his arrival. Emilio walked in and placed a briefcase on the floor. He walked over to the table and kissed Mercedes on the lips.

  “Baby, you look and smell great.” Emilio complimented her.

  “Aww Thank you, Babe.” Mercedes smiled.

  “Mhmmm this food looks delicious Ma, let me find out.” Emilio took off his jacket and placed it behind his seat. He sat down and was preparing to eat.

  “I can cook, don’t play!” Mercedes snickered and picked up her fork to begin eating dinner.

  “I’m just fucking with you Ma.” Mercedes watched as he dug into his food. She smiled as she watched him demolish his entire plate. He finished it off by drinking every drop of his Moet. Mercedes had eaten half of her food, when she saw Emilio clutching his chest. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and he looked around the room gasping for air. He felt like the room was closing in on him.

  “What’s wrong Babe? Are you alright?” Mercedes asked while taking another bite of her mashed potatoes.

  “Yeah, I’m fine. My throat just feels a little itchy and I feel hot.” Emilio cleared his throat as he shook his head trying to shake off the feeling.

  “Are you ready for Mami?” Mercedes smiled and sensually kissed him on the neck.

  “Hell yeah, I’m ready for Mami. Let’s get it on.” Emilio yelled. He started acting silly and dancing in a goofy manner. Mercedes looked at him with a peculiar look on her face. She grabbed his hand and led him down the hall. He smacked her ass along the way. The drugs and poison were already working on him.

  “You better stop being a naughty boy because naughty boys get punished.” Mercedes warned him as they entered the room. She pushed him on the bed and started dancing seductively.

  “Do you like what you see?” She asked as she crawled on top of him and purred like a cat. She started kissing him on his neck and made her way down to his shirt and started unbuttoning it. Mercedes licked and kissed all over his chest and sucked on his small nipples. Emilio moaned and grabbed her hair and pulled her up to kiss him. As they kissed, she pulled down his pants and felt that he was hard as a rock. She smiled and grabbed his dick. She yanked it up.

  “Damn Mami, why so rough?”

  “Because I like it like that, I like it nice and rough.” Mercedes smiled and she started jerking his dick up and down causing him to go crazy. She crawled on top of him and started whispering nasty shit in his ear.

  “I want you to relax while I ride your dick as fast as I can. I want to you cum all over me and then hit it from the back.” Mercedes said as she continued jerking his dick in her hand.

  “Damn Mami, you’re in full control.” Emilio responded. “I want you to do whatever you want to me, whatever you want.” He said as he threw his hands up.

  “Are you sure about that?” Mercedes asked with a questionable brow.

  “I surrender.” He said with a huge smile. Mercedes bent over and started sucking all over his neck. She placed soft kisses and left traces on his face and neck as she grabbed the gun.

  “I told you before motherfucker. The Carters never die!!! Those around us do.” Mercedes said with an enraged tone.

  She pulled her gun and aimed it directly at his chest. She jumped off of his lap and let off 4 shots that hit him directly in the chest and stomach area. She enjoyed watching his body jerk up and down. It gave her the same feeling that he had when he took those that she loved.

  The smell of gunpowder filled the room and she took a deep breath as it tickled her nose. Mercedes wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. She relaxed her finger on the trigger of the gun. It was then that she noticed Emilio was still moving.

  Blood spewed from his mouth as he tried to speak. He was begging for forgiveness. Mercedes had no mercy for him; she put the gun to against his temple and pulled the trigger again.

  Moments later, the sounds of sirens grew louder as they approached Emilio’s house. Mercedes went to the dining table and sat with the gun next to her plate. She waited for the police to come and take her away. As if in slow motion, she sipped more of her wine and watched the red and blue flashing lights reflect on her face. She was in a daze and had flashbacks of Chino, her father, her uncle and her mother in her mind. She had nothing left to lose. Finally, it was the end for them. For Mercedes, it was only the beginning.

  Her revenge was sweet…

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  About the Author

  Out of Boston, Massachusetts comes Ricketta Pryce.

  With a passion for writing, Ricketta has been putting pen to paper since junior high school by keeping her journal filled with poems. By 9th grade, Ricketta - or Pinky Dior, as she is fondly called in the literary world - had finished her first manuscript. With the encouragement of a teacher, Pinky was inspired to pursue a career in writing. Now, at age 23, Pinky has several short stories: Hazel Eyes 1 and 2 {DC Bookdiva Publication}, The Diamond Exchange, Valentine's Day Massacre {DC Bookdiva Publications}, "Pink Lipstick & Pistols" short story series. She's also featured in three anthologies, Almighty Dolla, Bitches Ain't Loyal and The Commission {DC Bookdiva Publications}.

  She has eight unpublished novels and many more started on her laptop. With more work by Pinky on the way, make sure you keep an eye out for this talented author.

  Acknowledgements

  In Loving Memory of Lela Williams, I love you and miss you so much, Nana. I just wish you could have held in there a little longer. I know you would be extremely proud of me. I always told you about my books and showed you my book covers, and I know you’re a woman of God and loved going to church. I knew they weren’t the type of books you would read, but at the end of the day, I knew you were still proud. I wish you could just be here to receive a paperback book of mines because that’s what we both were waiting on for so long. I know what you would do with it. You would probably carry it around in your purse all the time and say, “This is my grandbaby Ricketta’s book”, lol. I miss your voice, your love, I just miss your presence. You were that woman, like my second mother. My life changed completely when you passed away; I stopped writing. I just had, and still do have, a lot going on. But I know you wouldn’t want me being stressed out, depressed, crying so much for you and my family. I’m making a step to change and work on getting my life the way it was. Around the time you passed, I was blessed with becoming pregnant. I felt like that was you; my baby girl will have your soul. Thank you, Nana. I love you and I will make you proud. This book is dedicated to you. I know you’re in heaven smiling down now.

  To my beautiful daughter Mercedes, I love you so much. You are so smart and I just can’t wait until you get older to see how much of a good mother I am. I know you will be proud of me when you get older and I have to be the lead role model in your life. I don’t want you to ever go through what I went through. I wa
nt you to live the life I never had, and what I promise, I will deliver. You and my unborn baby girl deserve the world, and Mommy’s going to give it to y’all. Love y’all.

  I want to give a special shout out to my mother Tonya for being there for me through any and everything. Although we have never really had the closest relationship, I still love you. And I love you more now that our mother and daughter relationship is getting better. We are much closer than we were way before. I know your mother isn’t here anymore, but she’s still with you, and now I have to be your best friend. I appreciate everything that you do and have done for me. Thank you for keeping a roof over my head, food on the table, and clothes on my back. I owe you, and I want to be able to do what you’ve done for your children and me. I have to work my butt off so when you get older, you will live comfortably and won’t have any worries except your health. I love you, and once again, thank you.

  I want to give a special shout out to my older brother Ronnie, aka TEFLON! I’ve had The Hustler’s Daughter title in my head for many years when I was in high school. I posted it on the bottom of my pictures and I’m like, this would be a good title for a book. I remember us talking about it one day, and the ideas kept flowing, an idea just clicked, and I ran with it. I wrote every day, all day. I had to stop because my hands hurt, and I wrote part one in less than three months. Thank God you helped me, because this book wouldn’t be a book without you. This book is a CLASSIC! No other book like it, and I truly thank you for helping me come up with an amazing concept! Love you, bro.

  To my other siblings, Richard, I know we don’t get along, but at the end of the day, you’re still my brother and I still love you. Maybe one day we can be closer. To my little sister Rayonna, I know we don’t have a close relationship, but we still have our sister bond our way, and I love you. Shout out to my niece Sienna, my nephew Adonis, and their mother Jackie, I love ya’ll and miss y’all so much!!!

  Shout out to Stakkz, the father of my daughter Mercedes and unborn child. I know we’ve been through a lot. It’s been a long three years. Our relationship was never perfect, but we had good times. But I appreciate the good, and I appreciate what you have done. I still have love for you, and I wish you nothing but the best.

  I also want to give a special shout out to my two cousins, who I call my sisters, Shania and Shacora. I know we all had our ups and downs, but we been down with each other since diapers. So you know I had to give y’all a separate shout out. We used to wear the same clothes sometimes and people say we looked like triplets. We had our fun. And at the end of the day we all have grown into beautiful women and I love y’all forever, my sisters! Rest in peace to your mother, my favorite Auntie Satori Williams. She bought me my first laptop and I appreciate her more than ever for that, because if it wasn’t for her buying me that laptop…I don’t know if I would even be writer. Thanks, Auntie. Rest in peace.

  Shout out to my God sister, Shavornya. We’ve had our ups and downs, you know. But at the end of the day, I love you from the bottom of my heart and we do have a good bond. We spent so much time together, laughing, chilling. We even worked at the same hotel. You’re just a good person in general, and I love telling you what I’m going through and my problems because you’re always there and give good advice. Thanks to you, I’m starting to realize a lot and take control of what I deserve. Love you.

  Shout out to my home girl Sequaia, author of Model Behavior. We met on Twitter, and then we started talking on the phone, and then we wrote our first anthology together, entitled Bitches Ain’t Loyal. She’s real cool peoples. I can talk to her about anything and I’m glad we met. Although she’s all the way on the west coast and I’m on the east coast, I know our friendship will be a forever lasting one, despite the distance.

  Shout out to my entire family. There are so many cousins, uncles, and extended family to write all of your names. But I love you all, and stay strong!

  Special shout out to DC Bookdiva. I know it’s been a long three years and The Hustler’s Daughter is finally coming to life, to print. In 2010 my life changed forever and you helped me become a published author. If Eyone Williams didn’t write me a message on Facebook that day, believing in me, I don’t even know if I would be published right now. Within a couple of days of reading The Hustler’s Daughter, I got a three book deal contract and I was excited and in tears because I’ve waited so long to get published and it was really hard and I was just about to give up and try to self-publish. So I thank you for giving me the opportunity to live my dreams, which was to be a published author. Shout out to the entire DCB team and the people who support us, thank you all!

  Last but not least, I want to give a shout out to my readers and supporters. Even way before I was published, people and teachers I went to school with had so much faith in me. They couldn’t wait until my books dropped. I appreciate y’all waiting so long to actually be able to read something from me in print or online on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Thanks to everyone who has rocked with me since my first short story “Hazel Eyes” and is still rocking with your girl. I know I have been M.I.A. for a while since my nana died, but I’m back on the scene, and I may be down but I won’t be down forever. I’m back and Pinky Dior is here to stay, forever!

  Thanks for your support, feedback, your reviews, and most of all, your love. Shout out to my Facebook family. Y’all show me so much love besides my books, and that’s real!

  www.pinkydior.com

  Published by DC Bookdiva Publications

  Copyright © 2013 by DC Bookdiva Publications

  Author Pinky Dior

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  Publisher’s Note

  This is a work of fiction. Any names historical events, real people, living and dead, or the locales are intended only to give the fiction a setting in historic reality. Other names, characters, places, businesses and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictiously, and their resemblance, if any, to real life counterparts is entirely coincidental.

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  Table of Contents

  Ace of Spades

  Meeting of the Minds

  The Conglomerate

  The Setup

  Forbidden Love

  The Other Woman

  Seeds of Love

  Denial

  The Princess has Arrived

  Who’s that Girl

  Class is in Session

  You’re Invited

  October Breeze

  Super Sweet 16

  The Unordered Hit

  In Love with a Thug

  A Gorilla in the Midst

  Unfaithful

  The Party to Remember

  Tomorrow Isn’t Promised

  Moving Forward

  2 Years Later …

  Cuban Links

  I’ll Be Missing You

  Just to Get By

  New Beginnings

  Slip and Fall

  An Awakening

  Silent Death

  Safe House

  Hidden Secrets

  Left for Dead

  You and I

  The Hidden Truth

  Sweet Revenge

 

 

 
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