Ameera

Chapter 11

Ameera walked out of her room with a different mind set, she was no longer going to let s**t slide she could be. b***h or she could be sweet and too many people was taking advantage of her being nice. She was in search of Dominance and heard men talking in the kitchen.

DOMINANCE

“We sell them for 25-30k, depending on how much I like the muthafucker but I only ever sell half of my inventory. The rest, my team puts back out on the streets. At almost $ 100 a gram, that’s 2.5 mil.” “We get twenty-five percent of what he makes on the street.” “So We’re pocketing about 1.8,” doing the math in his head. “Exactly and I can push twenty-five keys in damn near a month with the team We have right now. “Between the three of us, we move a little deeper south and set up shop there. It’s a simple expansion that will make us a lot of money. I know a few people who have teams. We got people down there and more than willing to push whatever we put in there hands. Pops isn’t f*****g with just anybody, so most people can’t get their hands on what we can provide. We flip fifty keys each a few times and then start bringing in some other inventory.” “Like what?” “Pills and heroine. A key of heroine is double the street value of the purest powder and pops has access to all that.” “Only way that’s worth our time is if we put it in their hands ready to hit the streets and not wholesale.” So let’s up it and make more, asked Domino. Patients bruh patients was all Dom said before looking up into the eyes of Ameera. She was on a mission and wanted what she wanted and that was indeed him he seen the lust in her eyes the need the want for him. And he liked that he wanted Ameera but f*****g with her was diff from other females he'd messed with she was different.

You good?

Ameera looked at Dom, trying to figure out the words to say. She had so many questions and she needed them answered. Why did my parents sell me, and most importantly why’d they sell me to the king family?

Biting her lip waiting on his answer.

Dominance stared at her closely trying to see if she was ready for what he was going to tell her. Your mom wanted you away somewhere safe.

But why Dominance, and safe ?

Look my OG and pops can tell you everything you need to know, they’ll be over later aight?

Dominance didn’t really know what they wanted her to know and not know, it was his job to make sure she was safe and that’s what he was doing. 

“I need to pick up my degree soon.” “Degree?” “Associate’s. I just graduated in June, but I didn’t march. It felt stupid.” Ameera shrugged, which had Dominance  loaded gaze on her again. “Why do you think it felt stupid, that’s dope as hell you’re going to school and s**t. Or at least I think so.” Hearing his praise had Ameera’s stomach fluttering. “I don’t know, I’m not like those girls. I didn’t want to go to school but Alicia and E made me.” “They care about you and it’s good they did make you go. What else are you gonna do? Ain’t s**t around here to get into. You’re smart, ma. Own that s**t. I bet you got honors and s**t too.” He lifted a hand from his side,  allowing it to rest on her thigh. Enjoying the feel of her smooth skin as he moved further up, willing himself to stop just inches shy of the area he wanted to explore. Ameera’s  heart was thumping in her chest, only calming when his hand moved back down her leg, stopping mid-thigh. “I did okay.” She finally managed to get out. Dominance noticed the strain in her voice and lifted his eyes to hers. He could see the tension he likely created from his hand on her leg but chose not to move it. He was sure he would miss the connection if he did. “Just okay? Nah, you was on some honor roll s**t or whatever they do for college.” “Summa c*m laude,” she smiled proudly for the first time. No one other than Alicia and Eden appreciated how smart she was. “See, that sounds smart. What’s next?” “I don’t know. I want to own something. A degree won’t help me own my own business, so I guess I’m done.” “In a way it does. Most people ain’t gonna take you serious without the paperwork. Get a business degree and it will mean something. What you wanna own?” Ameera laughed, rolling her eye. “Hell if I know, I just know I want to be my own boss.” “Like me hu?,” Dominance grinned. “You are now.” “True, but not like out here on the streets. I want to own some s**t too. I just haven’t figured out what.” He shocked himself by admitting that out loud but with Ameera, it just felt right. She had the potential to see him as more than what he was. He wasn’t sure how, but he could feel it, so talking about his goals just felt natural. There was no judgement or pressure to just be a dope boy a drug dealer like the other women he f****d placed on his shoulders. All they cared about was good d**k and the potential to have status because of the man he was in there streets. That might have been Ameera’s goal too but deep down inside he knew it wasn’t. “You’ll figure it out, the same way I will.” Dominance smiles and promised to have her degree mailed out here to her. Alicia walked in smiling which had Dominance rising from between Ameera’s legs kissing her check and whispering in her ear which had Ameera blushing and smiling widely.