Chapter Two
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Ace's POV
I got home and stripped out of my bloody clothes and hopped in the shower. I took a rag and some shower gel and scrub my body from all the blood and sweat. When I was done, I stepped out wrapping a towel around my waist and walked into my bedroom. I slid on a pair of basketball shorts. I live alone so I ain't got s**t to worry about. I walked out the room, down the hall then down the stairs.
I have a big ass house. I don't really know why but I'm comfortable in my own space. There are 3 bedrooms, 2 bathroom, Kitchen, dining room, game room, 2 home offices, safe room and a spacious basement downstairs and 4 bedroom and 4 bathroom, balcony upstairs. Outside in the back yard, there's a basketball court and a swimming pool. The yard is spacious and I love my surrounding. I live 20 minutes from civilization as what my home boys would say. I love the peace and quiet.
So that's that for now. I grabbed the two duffle bags my client put the cash in and sat down on the couch placing them in front me on the floor. I rolled up two blunts and lit up one of them. I took a few pulls and got comfortable.
I turn the TV on and some s**t was going on I wasn't paying much attention. I got lost in my thoughts thinking I'm 23 years old now and I don't have a girl to call mine. Every where I look is hoes. All they want is my money and my d**k. I don't mean to come off cocky or whatever but I'll love consider myself great in the bedroom.
I don't want my needs to just be satisfied sexually or materialistically. I know that I have had a girlfriend since I was 17 years but s**t a dude just be lonely up in this b***h. I come home to a big empty house and that's it.
When the blunt was finished I started counting the cash. When I finished counting, it was $350k. Well he knows what's good for him because I don't play when it comes to my money because I'll kill these fuckers for free. I turn off the TV, took up my blunt then I took the money and brought it upstairs in my bedroom and locked it away in one of my safes.
I laid down, lit up the blunt then pull my phone out. It was 2:30am in the morning. I see a few text from my homies asking me to come out tonight. I wasn't feeling it so I scrolled my ** until the blunt was out. I put my phone on the charger then went to bed. I got to go to one of my traps tomorrow or later I should say.
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Jayla's POV
I walked into the bathroom with my clothes in my hand. I rest them on the counter and stripped out of my pajamas to shower. I hopped into the shower and scrub my body with my rag and soap.
When I was finished I got out and dried myself with a towel. I slipped on a blue lace panty set and my ripped jeans and a T-shirt. I brushed my teeth and tie my long curly hair in a cute messy bun. I grabbed my dirty clothes and walked back into my bedroom.
I plugged my phone off the charger and slipped it in my back pocket. I grab a few dollars from my savings to get something to eat. I slip my bag over my shoulder and walked into the kitchen and my mother was having coffee already dressed for work.
She looked at me and rolled her eyes. Not like I give a f**k anymore. Well actually I do but then I don't. I just walked out the house not saying anything. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus. Well excuse my manners let me introduce myself.
My name is Jayla Mikayla Miles. It's a pretty cute name if you ask me. My dad name was Jayson and my mom's name is Nyla. My parents were having twins but my sister died before she was born.
I was going to name Jayla and she Mikayla. Well things didn't go as planned so my dad gave my both names. He always said that if God wanted him to have both kids no one in the universe could stop it. He always told me I'm some miracle or Blessing.
Now, I feel like a burden. My mother hates me, abuse me and call me a w***e, slut or say I'm skinny. I'm not skinny for one. I am slim, 'A' cup breast, small waist, flat stomach, hips and a round medium side ass.
I'm 5'4. I know very short. I'm light skinned, long thick eye lashes and small plump lips. I have in red and blue braces and they are really pretty. They are to be removed in 3 weeks. I have amazing teeth now thanks to braces. I also possess deep dimples on each cheek which I inherit from my dad. I wear mostly baggy clothes to hide my curves from perverted men.
I have two best friends. Zidane (Zee) and Jamya (Mya). We have been friends for 3 years and I love them dearly. Zee and Mya have known each other for a long time. Zee has a crush on Mya but she isn't going to get her heart broken because Zee have hoes coming from every corner of the earth.
He's really handsome. Tall, light skinned, tattoos, perfect smile, ear piercing, clean waves you name it. I am not attracted to him though. He's like a brother to me and treats me like his little sister. I have never had a boyfriend, haven't had s*x but I've kissed guys before.
Mya is an amazing friend. She's quick to cut a b***h, hot headed, her mouth got no chills. She likes Zee and there's no denying that. They would look absolutely cute together but Zee be playing. She is also light skinned, about 5'4, a butterfly tattoo on the top center of her back. She has medium length curly hair that reaches her shoulders which she always straighten.
After waiting 15 minutes at the bus stop the bus came and picked me up. I walked to the back of the bus and sat down in an empty seat. I needed to ask Zee about the job he told me about. I was recently laid off at my old job at the mall and I need a job because I have to help my so call mother to pay bills as she puts it.
I barely even eats at the house and I have to buy grocery. The only reason I do it, it's because I don't have anywhere else to go at the moment. When the bus came to a stop I stepped out and was standing looking at Miami high school. The place I spend 3 years and can't wait to leave. I walked towards the school and saw Zee getting out the passenger door of a black Range Rover. That s**t was fly. The rims were in red and blue.
"Short stack come here!" He yelled calling me over to him. I rolled my eyes and went over there. He hugged me and kissed my forehead.
"How you been short stack?" he asked
"Stop calling me that" I said pulling out of his embrace.
I looked in the vehicle and my jaw almost dropped. I saw the finest guy ever. I could tell he was really tall, he was light skinned, lighter than mine, his right hand was a whole sleeve tattoo, he was so freaking muscular.
His biceps were huge and I swear he could just pick me up with on hand a throw me back to Mexico or Trinidad. I could tell he was mixed with some Spanish ethnicity. He wore a black T-shirt that glued to his body like a second skin, his neck was strong and his lips were so kissable and soft.
His nose was straight and his eyes lashes were long with thick eyebrows and his hazel eyes. His hair was curly but he trimmed around it and braid it backwards and fade the front and the sides. God he was gorgeous.
"Hellooooo are you deaf ma?" I heard Zee said
"Huh?" I said dumbfolded "Sorry I was thinking if I did my homework from yesterday" I lied.
The guy in the car smirked then winked at me. I started blushing and looked away.
"Lil cuz you ain't gonna introduce me?" the handsome guy asked Zee
"Oh yeah this is Jayla. Mine and Mya's best friend, well more like a little sister" he said
"Well nice to meet you Jayla" The handsome guy said smiling. God his teeth were perfect.
"I'll see you later bro" Zee said to the guy as we walked away
"What's his name?" I found myself asking
"You like him huh?" Zee asked wiggling his eyebrows
"No I don't, I just want to know his name" I said
"Ace, His name his Ace" He said
Mr gorgeous name is Ace............ That's kinda sexy.
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