***** Moe POV *****
I wake up in a trunk, whoever grabbed me had to be a rookie cause I still got my bag phone an everything. I text Matthew and send him my location, then I find a tire iron gripping it tight. Soon as the trunk open I swing with all my might connecting with his face. I hurried an jumped out grabbed his gun an s**t and look for a way out. "Aye you " somebody yells behind me I turn around an shoot him twice and continue in the way I was going.
I end up in a large room, hearing footsteps I quickly find an hiding spot. Crawling into a small space by a huge bookshelf beside a large window with big masculine drapes. this was a humongous manly room, an office of some sort. "O'Brien we lost her" a deep voice let out " I WANT HER FOUND LIKE FUKIN YESTERDAY" came a smoke husky voice. " NOW GET THE f**k OTTA HERE" the door slams then footstep clicks began again. They come to a stop then a flopping squeaking noise came about. I decide to peek out to see what was going on. a well dressed decent built older guy was sitting in a swivel chair smoking a cigar rubbing his temples. Taking a chance I crept out sneaking up behind him I place the gun behind his head " What the f**k yo ass want wit me" as I say this I heard a lot of commotion outside the door but I was not going to divert my attention from this nigga. " You don't recognize me. Tell me you've forgotten your own mother's only brother" he said blowing out smoke " Nigga ion know you tha fuk you mean". He turned in the chair to face me an stared at me blankly "You seriously don't know me?" "Hell f u c k no nigga, who da fuk are you" I say putting a emphasis on my k's. "My name is Kegan - Kegan O'Brien" he said as the door burst open. "Cloe you ok" Jarrod said out of breath. Now holding the gun with both hands I raised my brow never loosing eye contact with Kegan "Naw nigga " I tilt my head a little studying Kegan ass. He look so familiar I jus can't place his ass. Jarrod came over followed by some moe nigga's, as he approached me he laid a hand on my shoulder to ease me but anger was bubbling inside me. Not to mention Kegan b***h ass had a smug look on his face. I shoot him in the arm and he screamed "AWWWW FUK YOU DUMB b***h" grabbing his arm " I hope you know what the fuk you just did." I chuckled "Not so smug now are ya" "b***h I'm going to kill you" he spat. As if from out of nowhere Jarrod had grabbed Kegan by the neck an lifted him up "You care to repeat what you just said my nigga" I was so shocked I stood there with my mouth gapped wide open. "Look at tha thug coming outta him" I thought to myself. Damn nigga made me wet an I like females with the exception of Matthew, matter fact where his b***h ass at. I was taken from my thoughts when Ryan stepped thru the door. "Yo Jarrod feds approach" Matthew on heels "CIA" he corrected assessing the room before speaking again. "Its just me and three guys on my team and an informant." Kegan bust out laughing" Yall all following behind one b***h. Aw man this some hilarious ass s**t. I feel like sharing alil, so Ryan did you let shortie know you helped with what happened to hu." Confused I looked at Ryan and he looked as if all the blood had drained from his face. Next thing I know Jarrod tackled Ryan beating him in his face." I-I dddidn't know " Ryan breathed out between punches but was interrupted. Everyone stopped an turned to the sound of someone clearing their throat. There stood Joshua Quin observing everyone in the room. Finally she spoke "Thanks for inviting me here tonight Matthew and for the information you so graciously shared." he spoke calmly voice like honey he looked around, then slowly beginning to move making long steady steps before adding "Keg my oldest friend and closest colleague, the nigga I'm supposed to trust with my life ." Kegan looked frantic and eyes wide sweat started to pop up like beads on his forehead voice shaking he said "Look Josh man this just one big mistake I didn't know yo son was wit her." "Ah see I specifically remember saying no moves are to be made lest I say , YO ASS BET NOT BREATHE WITHOUT MY SAY SO" he declared voice growing louder and angrier. " I-I-I-I" Kegan stumbled for word and Joshua shot him dead between the eyes and turn back to everyone " Somebody clean this mess up " he says to no one in particular and walks off.
Once everything was taken care of I searched for Ryan I want some mu fuckin answers. Don't s**t make sense and Ryan ass keep popping up in the middle of every f*****g thing. hearing loud yelling I followed the voices. Jarrod and his father was having an argument, he accused Joshua of ordering Ryan to keep Jannette away from him and Joshua denied ever doing so. Something ain't fuckin right. Continuing to look for Ryan I come to the realization that he had to have left, so I decide to leave as well.
***** Cloe POV *****
I woke up to a slitting head ache and in a room I didn't recognize. Don't get me wrong hey I don't mind waking up in comfortable California king size bed in an all black room, sitting up in the bed I take in my surroundings. What tha f**k happened last thing I remember is being stuffed in a trunk. The bedroom door swing open and Jarrod walks in shirtless with a tray of food "Good morning how are you feeling" setting the tray down looking at me with concern on her face. "I'm good neva felt betta" I lied, " Where the f**k am I." he looked at me then replied "This is one of my houses." I looked around getting up to explore more and said "oomph how many houses do you have an do they all look like dis?" he responded saying " I have four houses and If you mean size wise yeah I need my space but they look different depending on the interior decorator I hired for the house."I stopped in the living room and turned bringing me face to face with him, he closed the gap and whispered "Do you know how scared I was when your friend told me she saw some man grab an throw you in a trunk in front of your house. Good thing she recorded what she saw or I wouldn't of been able to find you." I couldn't speak a lump had formed in my throat making it hard to even swallow. I couldn't breathe I felt like I was engulfed in his arms and his sent. Softly he muttered in my hair "Cloe I meant it when I said I love you, there's no limits to the depths I would go for you. Please give us another chance." I couldn't do anything but surrender in his arms an just feel his warmth. I feel so safe wrapped into him like this. He brings both hands up cupping my face bringing it to meet his, he kisses me softly and then looking into my eyes he kisses me again with so much hunger an passion. He then lift me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. This man's hands feel like magic the way he runs his fingers over my body. before I knew it we were back in the room he dropped me on the bed, I looked up to him an he leaned down and kissed me again. I lifted my arms to allow him to remove my shirt which was all I was wearing then I began to undo his pants. I scooted back on the bed and he began to slowly kiss my body starting at my foot making his way up my thighs. He nuzzled his face in my t**t rubbing, licking, nibbling and teasing. I could feel the heat radiating from my flower pot. My legs began shaking and all I could do was try to get away he wrapped his arms around my legs pulling me back to him and locking them down. tears started to form and I couldn't make any type of sound. I gasp deep as I came all over his face trembling to the slightest touch. He trailed kissed up my abdomen to my breast kissing and nibbling from one to the other. I let out a whimper as I felt his swollen goodness enter me and I could feel myself getting wetter as he slid in and out of my juicy juice. The faster he got the louder my p***y smacked and the harder he pumped. I could feel my eyes roll to the back of my head an my body jerk, he continued to pound me down as my c****x sprayed like a hose. His last pump he jammed his c**k inside me hard and held it, then collapsed on top of me out of exhaustion. He trinna drive a b***h crazy he ain't fuckin slick, but mission a fuckin complished.