Gavin
"You want me to give you a release Ice?" One of my trap hoes, Peaches, asked while walking into my office as I'm counting my money.
I've noticed that I've been coming up short lately, but I'll worry about that after this b***h suction me off.
"Aye Peaches, you just the person I want to see right now. Get your ass over here and suck this dick." I commanded her to do so. She willingly came over, got on her knees, and did what she came in here to do.
Oh by the way, my name is Gavin Maurice Thompson, but I'm known as Ice in these streets. I'm one of the coldest kingpins out here. I also own four strip clubs and working on fifth one as it is. Also, a lot of bitches get at me all the time. Mainly because I got good looks and a good body. I know when they see me they see dollar signs. They mostly either want my babies or my last name. s**t, they pretty much want to have both.
Basically, I just f**k them and forget them. I've also made sure to wrap up with these hoes and not get caught up with them for life. I mean, I do want some babies, but I'm not having them with none of these hoes that I've been dealing with. Plus, I ain't trying to catch nothing from them either.
I don't blame them when they let me in between their thighs. I'm a dark chocolate sexy ass nigga whose 6'4, with 6 pack abs, as well as having some good d**k as well.
I've been in the game since I was born. This was back when my father, Maurice, started out. This business didn't became as it was until I was around three-year-old. He passed it down to me when he retired. Since then on, I've made this drug cartel empire bigger and better. You can say I've done a lot for a 21-year-old going on 22.
As I was sitting here in my chair, I was getting head from this air-headed hoe. See the thing about this hoe here, I know that she has been stealing from me. So, I might as well get one last good head from her before I end her life. Nothing can get past me because I know s**t that goes on around here this city.
"f**k! That was good Peaches." I pulled up my pants and reached in the back of my waist to pull out my glock. I took the safety off it and pointed my gun at her head.
"Now, give me my f*****g money back!" I rose my voice with high authority. She yelped as she jumped back and fell on her ass. Need I remind you that she was on her knees.
"I..I..I don't know what you are talking about Ice! I-I-I-I would n-n-never steal from you! Honest!" She said in a trembling voice. Acting like she ain't stole from me. Scary ass b***h.
"Oh really?"
"Yes... Really."
"So, you didn't sneak into my office and stole 60k from me?" I stood above her and folded my arms. She attempted to get up but I quickly pointed the gun at her face and told her to stay her ass on the ground.
"I..I..I swear to you Ice, I didn't take anything!! Y...Y...You know I would never steal from you." She was shaking with guilt. I can tell from her voice and body language. Another way I can tell that she's lying by her stuttering, trembling, and all that other bullshit she tried to pull. She was showing off way too many weaknesses for my liking.
When my father was training me to run his business, he always told me to never show weakness to your enemies. Cause if you do, then that mean they got your ass right where they want you.
That's what's going with Peaches right here. She is just plain dumb, honestly. I got her retarded ass right where I want her, plus on top of that I got proof that she was taking s**t from me. I just want to see her sweat it out a bit.
"Straight up, you didn't take anything from me?"
"Straight up Ice, I promise!" She said in a calmly matter.
I paused as I looked at her stupid face. I took my phone out that was in my side pocket and started looking for the footage that I needed. I pulled up the footage of Peaches going through my safe and taking out a tremendous amount of money.
As she was watching, she looked dumbfounded. "Let me ask you again. You didn't sneak into my office and take $60-motherfucking- thousand dollars right out of my safe?" I repeated my question. I hate repeating my damn self.
She got up and slowly backed away from me and made a break for the door. She tried to open it to escape my presence by jiggling the knob. I locked it with a press of a button as soon as she walked in so she won't get away.
"You know," I started off as I adjusted my sleeves "...there are a few things that I hate about people. That is liars, stealers, and when my f*****g questions aren't answered correctly. You stole from me and you just lied to me in my face, as well as not coming correct with me!" I snarled at her. "This s**t ain't looking to good for you. You know what I do to motherfuckers that pulls some s**t like this!"
"No... No... Ice please!!! Don't kill me me, I'm sorry!!!" she cried out as she is getting very terrified of me. Hell, she should be cause she and all my workers know that I am NOT the one to be f****d with.
"I'll pay you back. I PROMISE!!!!" As she was begging for me to spare her life, I got close to her and still kept my mean demeanor. Soon as I got to her I chuckled a bit as I started smirking.
"Its alittle too late for that!" I then started beating her face with the butt of my gun. She was screaming in agony. After I was done beating her, I shot that lying-stealing b***h in the head.
I've called my clean up crew to get this dead irrelevant b***h out of my office. Afterwards, I've made an announcement to all my other employees let them know to not even think about doing some stupid s**t like this.
"Listen up y'all! As you can see, I've made an example out of Peaches here..." I pointed to the clean up crew as they were carrying out Peaches in a body bag. "... not to f**k with me. Moral of the story; if you ever try to steal from me, I'mma blow you motherfucking brains out! Y'all understand me?"
They all mumbled at a low voice.
"I SAID DO Y'ALL UNDERSTAND ME???!!!" I barked.
"Yes Boss!" They all said in unison.
"Good! I'm glad we have an understanding. Now get your asses back to work!" I shook my head and walked away.
I walked back into my office and lit up a well needed blunt. I sat back in my chair and blew O's when I heard a knock at the door.
I groaned in irritation as to who was knocking at my door.
"What!"
Just my luck, here come Cindy's white ass walking in putting an extra pep to her step.
I've f****d with her ass a few times but she's been too damn clingy to me. I knew she has a thing for me in the beginning and I regret ever messing with her flat ass self. She annoys the f**k out of me when she does that s**t. Whenever I needed to bust a nut, ironically, she was always around when I needed it at times. Now, I see she's taking this whole thing over her head and I need to let her know that s**t ain't happening ever again.
"Hey Gavin!" I looked at her crazy as ever for calling me by my government name. I sat back, smoked my weed, and counted out my money.
"I told you about calling me by my real name! The f**k you doing in here anyway? Aren't you suppose to be out there getting my money instead of annoying the f**k out of me right now?" I asked rudely.
She closed the door and came over to me and sat down on my lap. Now, she really must have lost her gotdamn mind for even getting in my space when I don't want her in here.
"I can't come in here and see my man?" I glared at her as if she was stuck on stupid.
"Get your f*****g ass off me!" I pushed her off my lap.
"And who the f**k said I was your man, huh?" I got up from my chair and stared at her.
"I-I-I thought..."
"Did we establish any other type of relationship what so ever?" I cut her off.
"No but we..." I cut her off again.
"You were nothing but a f**k to me. Nothing more and nothing less. You're not my girl. I'm not you man. I will never be your man. Now take your ass out there and get my f*****g money." I demanded her. "Up here f*****g with me." I said under my breath.
She rolled her eyes and attempted to walk away as she was scoffing. I yanked her by her long blonde hair and pulled her back.
"Don't you EVER roll your f*****g eyes at me either, bitch." I pushed her hard as she walked fast out of my sight. I don't give a damn if she was upset. She isn't my type of women I usually f**k with. I'm more into chocolate women anyway.
***Three Months Later***
I was in the mood of getting some new s**t for myself. So, I made my way over to the Westfields Mall. I had my eyes set on getting the new Jordan's that just came out.
As I got in the mall, I've decided to head to Foot Locker first. Once I got in, I looked around to see what to decide on. Since I already know what I want, I decided to call out for someone to help me out to see if it's still in stock. Cause as I'm looking, I don't see it on display.
Just when I was about to call for someone, this particular chocolate beauty just emerged from the back area of the store.
Babygirl got it going on for herself. She's the finest looking shawty I've ever seen.
She had thick kinky curls in her hair that was afro like with the right parted. She sleeked her edges some which was looking cute on her.
Her body was just out of sight to me. She had these two mountains that's sitting on her chest that is perking out. She looked like she's around a D cup. I wonder how much of those large melons I can fit inside my mouth?
I lowered my eyes down to her booty, and might I say, she got ass. She got a big ass bubble butt on her that I would love to grab a handful of that. I wondered how all of that fit in them black jeans she got on?
Just looking at her makes me want to break her back out and tear that p***y up so badly. I'd be f*****g her brains out if I ever get the opportunity to do so. She would be walking bowlegged f*****g with me.
"Excuse me, can you help me out for a minute?" I called out to grab her attention. She smiled at me and made her way over to me. She got a beautiful smile and a cute baby face on her. I like that s**t.
"Hello Sir, how can I help you today?" She asked me in her sweet succulent voice.
"Um yeah, I was wondering if you got the new 12s in?"
"It depends on what size shoe you wear, cause we got one pair in men's left." She shrugged.
"Well, I'm a size 13? You think you got them."
"You're just in luck, the last pair we have is a size 13. I'll be right back, I'll go get them for you." She pointed to the back area.
"A'ight."
As she turned away, I couldn't help but to stare at her big ass swishing in them jeans.
I've waited a few more minutes for her until she came back with a shoe box. "Okay, I got them for you. Do you want to try them on first to see if they fit?"
"Yeah sure." I've tried one on and they were a perfect fit on my big ass feet. "I'mma go ahead and take these."
"Okay, I'll ring them up for you." I handed her the box and followed her to the register so she can ring them up for me.
I couldn't help but to admire her banging ass figure. As my eyes were roaming at her while she was doing her job, they stopped at these big bold letters that read, "AALIYAH." Right then and there, somehow, someway, and someday, I got to have her. Maybe just for one night...or two....or more.
"Okay, so your total is going to be $158.86. Will you be paying cash or card today?" She asked me.
"Card." I told her as I was pulling out my black card and handed it to her.
She slid my card through the register and waited for everything to be processed. As she was processing my shoes she asked if I wanted to do some offer they got going on or some s**t. I told her I wasn't interested in that. I know she has to do that cause it's part of her job and all, but I really hate it when they want to offer something just to get more money out of us. Just ring my s**t up and let me be on my way you feel me? After she was done offering me some bullshit the receipt has printed out.
"Okay, so I need you to sign this one for me." I've signed it and handed it back to her.
She put my shoes and the receipt in the bag and handed it to me. "You're all set. Have a nice day!" She has the most prettiest smile I've ever seen in my life.
"Thank you sweet heart and you have a beautiful day yourself." I said to her licking my lips while grabbing my stuff from her. She was blushing at me and I walked out of the store. Before I exited, I had to look back at her one more time. I want her image stuck in my mind for a long time.