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When I looked up at her she was smirking at me and shaking her head. Looking away from her I picked up the bag of weed off the table and the rolling tray and stated rolling up. I needed to distract myself from looking at him and I could feel Cash's eyes on me.

“Yo Cash I’m coming to the shop this week I need a new tat” Wayne said.

“What you getting ?” Steph asked.

“You’ll see when it’s done” he replied.

“Just lemme know when, so I can squeeze you in” Cash replied.

“Where’s the lighter” I asked

“Here” Cash said pulling one out of his pocket.

Looking at him I took the lighter out of his hand and lit the blunt. "Thanks" I said taking a pull, I let the weed fill my lungs and rested my head back against the chair blowing the smoke out of my mouth.

I felt Cash's eyes boring into the side of my face “You wanna pull?” I asked.

Cash smirked and took the blunt from my hand. When his finger’s grazed against mine I felt like i'd been shocked. It must be the weed she thought.

We spent the next two hours smoking and talking. I felt a sense of comfort talking to Cash as if I’d known him my entire life. He was easy to talk to and he made me laugh. We were in their own bubble tuning out the rest of the group around us.

“Yo I’m so smacked, I feel like I’m talking too much” I said laughing.

“Nah you not, I like talking to you” Cash said leaning his head back against the chair and staring at me.

I felt hot all over again, the more he stared at me the hotter I got. And when he licked his lips I felt my center pulse. Oh no please no !!

“I should probably get going I got an early day tomorrow” I said sitting up.

“You good to drive ?” Cash asked

“Nah I came with Coco but I’ll take an Uber home I don’t look like she’s ready to go” I said looking at Chanel who was snuggled into Meek's lap.

“Nah I can take you home I’m bouta head out too” he said

“No that’s ok I don’t want to take you out of your way"

“Your not I offered Ma, come on” Cash said standing up.

Standing up I said my goodbye's and waited for Cash. “You ready?“ he asked.

“Yeah”

“Aye Cash tread light nigga that’s family” Meek called out to him but I saw the smirk on his face.

Cash chuckled and shook his head “Nigga I’m family” he replied as he lead me out of the backyard.

When we got to the driveway Cash opened the passenger door to a cherry red Ferrari.

“Aren’t you a gentlemen” I said as I slid into the buttery seats.

“Only for you” Cash said closing the door and getting into the driver’s side.

“Alright where we off to?” Cash asked when he was behind the wheel.

Telling him my address I rested my head against the window. The weed in my system had me super relaxed and it was only a matter of time before I fell asleep.

When we pulled onto the highway, Cash broke the silence. “You sleeping over their lil mama?“

“No I was about to but your loud ass interrupted me"

Cash laughed and I couldn’t help but smile at the sound of his deep laugh.

“You can’t fall asleep on me, I need you to entertain me” He said

“I look like a clown to you? Plus I’m losing beauty sleep right now"

“Nah you not a clown lil mama, and I'on think you need beauty sleep"

"And why is that?"

"Because you're already so beautiful” he replied.

I bit my lip trying to hide the smile that threatened to spread on my face. "You're real smooth, you say that to all the girls?"

"Nah only the one’s I’m really interested in” he replied.

“So your interested in me?"

"Hell yeah I’m tryna be invested though if you let me "

I couldn’t find the right words to say so I nodded my head and looked outside the window. I heard Cash laugh.

Pulling in front of my apartment I sighed and looked up at the tall building. "Thank you for the ride Cash” I said unbuckling my seat belt.

“Wait” Cash said putting his hand on my thigh.  “I was wondering if you could do something for me in return" he said.

"What?” I asked glaring at him.  

Cash smiled “Noting like that lil mama. Can I have your number? You know to work on my investment?” he asked.

I playfully rolled my eyes “Who said I was available?"

"Nobody but if you are he obviously ain’t doing his job right"

"Why would you say that?"

Cash leaned into me, his lips only inches away from mine. "Because I wouldn’t let your fine ass out of my sight if you were mine."

"Oh” I said feeling my pulse quicken.

Cash bit his lip and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “So them digit’s? You might as well give them to me cause I ain’t gone stop till I get them. All I gotta do is text Meek and they’re mine” he said.

“He wouldn’t"

"Oh but I’m very persuasive” Cash said.

I knew he was telling the truth because he was finessing me right now. I knew this was a bad idea but I took his phone and typed in my number. When I handed it back to him his smile was so cocky I rolled my eyes.

“Good night lil mama” Cash said cupping my chin in his hand and kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight Cash ” I said getting out of the car.

I quickly walked into my building fighting with myself not to turn back and look at him. When I got on the elevator I rested my head against the cold metal trying to calm myself down. My heart was pounding against my chest. What the fuck was that? I thought.

I went to sleep that night next to Chris but dreaming of Cash. And I knew I was in trouble.

Chanel: 

Stepping out of my Louboutin's I sighed feeling my feet hit the bare wood floor. My feet were killing me and I desperately wanted to take a hot bath and climb into bed with my man. Unfortunately for me I was the girlfriend of a gangster which meant most nights I went to bed alone.

Walking into my bedroom, I dropped my Birkin bag on the dresser. Noticing the balcony door opened I stepped out onto the patio. When I saw Robert standing on my balcony I paused.

"What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked

“I’ve been trying to talk to you for a while. You have me blocked on everything and I’ve tried to get to you at work but Stephanie hasn’t let me talk to you. I got lucky that there’s a new guard downstairs and he let me up” Robert said.

“You wanna talk to me? You have 30 seconds make it fast” I said.

“Chanel I love you I know I fucked up believe me I know and I’m sorry about that if I could take it all back I would. But you not really with this nigga Chanel if you think I was bad what do you think a nigga like that is gonna do?” Rob said.

“He’s never given me a reason to think other wise Rob I can’t say the same for you though. And your thirty-seconds are up” I said.

“Just tell me do you love him more than me ?"

Rolling my eyes I shook my head. "You really want this answer?"

"Yes, if you do I promise I’ll leave you alone"

"Robert I loved you since I was 18 years old, you were my first real love. But I’ve never loved anyone the way that I love Meek” I said.

Robert looked at me stunned by my confession. “Oh okay then. I’ve only ever wanted you to be happy Nel and if he makes you happy then I’ll fall back"

"Thank you"

"I just hope he realizes what he has and holds onto it before it’s too late”

“He knows” I replied.

Nodding his head Rob walked over to me and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Take care Chanel” he said before walking out.

When I heard the elevator doors close I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Stepping off the balcony I walking into my ensuite and set myself  a bath. Pulling my hair into a high bun on top of my head I connected my phone to my beats pill. Kehlani’s voice poured through the speaker as I sank into the tub.

The hot water eased my tense muscles.Closing my eyes I let out a deep breath and sank deeper into the tub. My mind replayed the last few minutes over and over again. I had finally closed the door on my relationship with Rob, he was my first so I knew I would always have love for him. But the love I felt for Ahmeek was different it was borderline obsessive, dangerous. Someone had already lost their life over it. And I wondered what or who else would pay the price of our love.

Then there was the detective who was looking into Jennifer’s disappearance. You mean murder.

Meek promised me that it was all taken care of but I still feared the worst.

That wasn’t the only thing that bothered me though. I knew that if the detective hadn’t told me; Meek wouldn’t have and that bothered me. He was so good at hiding it from me he didn’t even seem fazed by it. If he could hide that from me then what else would he hide from me?

I wanted to trust him but something told me that there was more to Ahmeek Brown than I knew and I wasn't sure how much I really know the man I slept next to every night.

I sat in the tub for almost an hour deep in thought and when the water got cold I quickly washed my body off and stepped out of the tub.

Throwing on some boy shorts and one of Meek’s shirt’s I climbed into bed. Glancing at my phone it was already 3 am. I was exhausted but my body fought to stay awake. I just needed to see him before I closed my eyes. Rolling over to his side of the bed I hugged his pillow. His scent still lingered on it and my body relaxed deeper into the mattress.

I was addicted to this man I needed him I craved him and on night’s like this when I couldn’t have him I felt uneasy.

Picking up my phone I sent him a quick text message.

Chanel: I love you, be safe and I’ll be waiting for you at home.

I didn’t wait for an answer because I knew he’d be busy. Gripping the pillow tighter I fell asleep.

                                                      ___________  

It’d been two days since I had heard or seen Meek and I was going crazy. I’d reached out to Dre and Wayne and they assured me that he was fine. Which turned my worry into rage, because it meant he was purposely avoiding me but I wasn’t sure why.

Sitting on the edge of my bed I fastened the straps of my Tom Ford heels. The girls were dragging me out of the house to get my mind off of Ahmeek. But there was no use my mind was constantly on Ahmeek he had infected my entire body and mind. Days without him had been torture for me.

Sighing I stood up from the bed and walked to my mirror. The distressed jeans and crop top I wore weren’t my normal club attire but I wasn’t in the mood to put any effort into my outfit.

Pulling my hair into a high ponytail I grabbed my wristlet and headed for the elevator. Reaching for my car keys, I noticed the keys for Meek’s Ferrari on the hook. Smirking I picked them up and stepped onto the elevator.

Pulling up in front of the club I noticed my friends waiting for me. Putting the car in park I stepped out of it and walked over to my friends.

“You wanna start a war tonight I see” Aria said.

“What are you talking about?” I asked smugly, I knew exactly what I was doing.

“You know someone’s gonna spot his car and snitch on your ass right?” Aria asked pointing to the custom car.

Shrugging my shoulders I walked into the club with Steph and Aria close behind.

I had plans to make a scene tonight, if Meek wasn’t gonna answer me. I was just going to have to get his attention another way.

Meek:

I clenched my jaw as Wayne pulled up in front of the club. When I saw my Ferrari parked on the corner my blood boiled. Wayne hadn’t even fully put the car in park before I hopped out.

“Where is she?” I asked the bouncer.

“Last time we had eyes on her she was by the bar” he said.

Nodding my head I stepped into the crowded club with Wayne and Dre on each side of him. I scanned the bar looking for Chanel.

"Aye we got action” Wayne motioned towards the end of the bar where Chanel, Aria and Steph were doing shots. My jaw clenched when I saw the man standing behind Chanel wrap his arm around her waist.

"Ah shit” Dre said shaking his head because he already knew what was going to happen next.

Pushing through the crowd I got to them so fast that Steph and Aria didn’t have a chance to warn her.

“If you like having your hand I would move it” I barked out.

I noticed how Chanel’s body stiffened when she heard my voice. When she turned to face me her eyes were red and low. She was high and from the empty shot glasses on the counter she was drunk as well.

“Oh now you care” she asked, leaning closer into the man’s arm with a smirk on her face.

Chanel was definitely drunk and she was testing my patience.

“Chanel let’s go” I said.

It was taking everything in me not to knock this man’s head off his shoulder’s and fling Chanel over my shoulder to my car.

“No, you ain’t speak to me for fucking day’s didn’t even check on me. For no reason now you think I’m just going to leave with you? No fuck you” Chanel spat. She was fuming, her eyes were wild and her breathing had picked up.

We glared at each other, the tension between us was  thick. Each one of us daring the other to do something.

“I'on think she wanna go with you my man” the man who lingered on Chanel said.

Breaking my eye contact with Chanel I glared at him. “What the fuck you just say to me ?” I asked taking a step closer to him.

Dre and Wayne watched on ready for whatever. That’s just how we rolled, if one bussed we all bussed.

“Yo I don’t mean no disrespect but she don’t seem like she wanna leave with you. Maybe you should just fall back” he said.

I let out a throaty chuckle, danger flashed in my eyes. As he locked one hand over the opposite wrist. I stared my opponent dead in the eyes.

“You see you’re trying to keep me from my girl and that is what I take as disrespect. Look around you, think about what you doing before you have your mama crying in all black ” I stated.

I didn’t want it to come to this because the clubbed was packed and I wasn’t one who believed in leaving witnesses. But if it came to it, I would handle it.

The man glanced around the club, he hadn’t noticed before the two men that sat on either end of the bar. Or that the guards all seemed to be staring at him. He was out numbered, this wasn’t a fight he wanted.

Nodding his head he glanced down at Chanel “take care of yourself” he said before walking away.

Chanel rolled her eyes at looked back at me. “You happy now? You ruined my fun” Chanel said.

“Let’s go now” I said reaching for her hand but Chanel snatched it back. “Don’t touch me” Chanel said pointing her finger in my face.

I had enough of Chanel’s attitude. Groaning I scooped her up and threw her over my shoulder.

“Pass me her bag?” I said while fighting to hold Chanel still.

Aria smirked and handed him Chanel’s bag. “Thank’s. I'mma hit y'all later” I said walking out of the club with Chanel screaming and punching at my back for me to put her down.

When they reached my car, I finally put her down. Opening the door I motioned for her to get in. Chanel stood still with her hand crossed against her chest.

“Chanel stop fucking playing with me and get in the fucking car” I barked at her.

Chanel rolled her eyes and slid into the passenger’s seat. Slamming the car door I got in on the driver’s side.

                                                      ___________________

“You gonna talk to me now, or you gonna keep acting like I don’t fucking exist” I asked.

“You wanna talk now? You been gone for two fucking days and now you wanna talk to me? I had to go to the club and make a scene to get your fucking attention ? My own boyfriend. So I don’t have shit else to say to you Ahmeek.” Chanel yelled.

“I needed to handle some stuff” I said

“So you didn’t think to let me know that?” Chanel asked.

“I needed to calm down before I came to you”

“Calm down for what?"

"I know you had him here” I said my jaw twitching.

“Who?"

"Bitch ass Rob"

Chanel looked at me for a few minutes and then started laughing. "This was because of Rob? Are you serious right now? He was here when I got home, I’ve been avoiding him for months and there’s a new guard downstairs who obviously didn’t know not to let his ass upstairs. But I told him that we were done and that I loved your dumb ass. He respected it and left he wasn’t even here for five fucking minutes"

"He shouldn’t have been here"

"No shit I just said he was here when I got home. So that’s why you been ignoring me? Instead of opening your fucking mouth and actually talking to me” Chanel shook her head and walked out of her room.

I followed behind her. “I’m trying to handle you differently. I don’t wanna be barking at you and fighting with you so I needed a couple days. And then you pull this shit tonight, you testing me Chanel on god you testing a nigga. I was so close to turning that nigga lights out” I said running a hand through my waves.

“You can’t be hurting people because of me” Chanel said.

“I don’t know how else to get this anger out. Two nigga’s already lost they lives cause I was in a bad mood because of you” I said.

Chanel sighed and shook her head. “Talk to me first, if it’s not needed and it’s just because your mood is sour talk to me Ahmeek. I’m not here just to lay down with you I’m here to be your sounding board, if there’s something on your mind or something that’s bothering you tell me I’m here. But please don’t shut me out again. Because I’m gonna be petty and you’re gonna be mad. It’s a dangerous cycle"

"Loving you is dangerous ma. Because for you I’ll do anything” I said.

Chanel’s anger softened. Walking over to me she wrapped her arms around my waist. “25 to life with you pa. I love you” Chanel said.

“Wassup G?” I answered.

“I need y'all to meet me at the warehouse, we need to have a meeting” he said.

“All of us?“

"Yeah, I need talk to y'all tonight” he said.

“We in the middle of getting this week’s drops. We could be there in about an hour” I said.

“Ight, wrap it up and come to the meeting when you done” he said.

“Ight G” I said hanging up.

“Yo we gotta wrap this up, we gotta go to the warehouse after this” I said.

“Everything good?” Dre asked

I shrugged “ he just said he wanna have a meeting with us”

“Ahh shit, that don’t sound good” Dre said.

“I mean everything on our end is good. Payments come in fast and on time and he doubling our drops so we moving shit fast” I said.

“Well I guess we’ll find out in a few” Wayne said.

Nodding my head I sat back down and continued counting the money.

                                                       _______

An hour later we were walking into the warehouse. Greeting the guards, we made our way into the office. Carter, and his right hand man Dee sat at the table.

“Finally y'all made it” Dee said.

“You always so damn dramatic” Wayne said and Dee cracked a smile. Giving them a dap I sat across from Carter with Dre and Wayne on either side of me.

“So what’s going on?” I asked.

“Y'all been moving weight like crazy. I gotta say I’m impressed” Carter said. Dee nodded his head in approval.

“Appreciate it G” I said.

“So with that being said I wanna move y'all up in positions” he said.

“What you mean?” I asked

“Listen I’m turning 52 in a couple months, Dee is almost 53. We can’t be running the dope game for much longer. We wanna get you prepared to take over for us when we retire” Carter said.

“Wait what?"

"You giving us your business?” Wayne asked

“Yeah, we’ve only known each other for a little while. Thats a big move to make” Dre said.

“I know, but I also know everything there is to know about the three of you. We’ve always made money, but adding you guys to our payroll has doubled almost tripled our monthly income. Not only that you guys move smart, the legit business you’re using to clean your money makes it almost impossible to tie anything to you. Plus 10 years in the game and neither of you have so much as a parking ticket shit is impressive. I see Me and Dee in each and every one of you, if I can trust anyone to take over my operation it’s the three of you. It’ll take some time to get you guys fully in position but it’s yours if you guys want it” he said.

“Hell yeah we want it” Wayne said.

Dee smirked and shook his head. Carter smiled but his eyes were fixed on me waiting for my answer.

“So, I’m guessing this is another thing I have to keep from her right?” I asked.

“For now, this information doesn’t leave this room. It’s a quiet transition until everything is in order” he said.

Sighing I nodded my head. Running the Cartel would make me rich beyond my dreams. It was what we were hustling for our entire lives. Carter was putting us in a position to take over Miami.

“What’s the word Meek?” Dre asked.

All eyes were on me, it was still my call at the end of the day. And I knew what my answer was it was a win-win. “Yeah we taking it” I said.

Carter smiled and leaned back in his chair.  "Well, let’s talk business now” he said.

Chanel: 

“So what's the plan for your birthday?” Aria asked.

“I’m honestly not even in the mood to do anything big” I said leaning on the couch.

“Seriously your turning 25 we have to do something” Stephanie said.

“A small get together is honestly all I wanna do. I don’t wanna do the club or nothing plus we have our Christmas trip planned so I don’t need to go on a trip.

“Fine we gone plan you a fire ass party” Cassidy said.

“You guys have like two days, to plan everything” I said

“Girl we got this don’t even worry about it” Aria said.

“Enough about me can we talk about Cassidy and Cash real quick” I said.

“What about me and Cash?” she asked.

“What happened when he dropped you home? Cause you guys were very cozy the other night” Stephanie said.

Cassidy smiled and shook her head. “Nothing he just dropped me home and that’s it. He’s cool” she said.

“So what about Chris?” Steph asked.

Cassidy sighed, and played with the string of her sweatpants.

“Cass what’s going on?” I asked.

“I don’t know how to say this to you guys so you understand where I’m coming from” she said.

“Hey we’re here for you; whatever it is” Stephanie said.

“I’m not in love with Chris. I haven’t been in love with him for the past two years” she said.

“Wait what?” I asked. I could see the pain on my sister’s face and I pulled her into my chest. “Cassidy if you don’t love him why are you staying with him? If you’re not happy?” I asked.

“Because, he doesn’t deserve this he treats me so well and I can’t bring myself to leave him. He’s so sweet. But I just don’t feel the same about him anymore” Cassidy said leaning on my shoulder.

“Cassidy but your suffering, because you’re with someone you don’t love anymore. You don’t deserve that you’re only 23 you deserve to be happy. You’re not a bad person and if you don’t love him don’t force yourself to stay with him” Aria said.

“I just don’t know. I keep thinking that I’ll snap out of this faze"

"It’s not a faze if you’ve been feeling like this for the past two years” Steph said.

“Maybe, you’re right. I just can’t do that to him right now, I’m not ready I’ve been with him for the past 4 years. That’s like my entire adult life I don’t know what to do without him” she said.

“Cass, you do what you’re already doing without him. You live your fucking life. Don’t feel like you can’t be you without him” I said.

“Exactly, plus it looked like you and Cash were getting along and he’s fine af. So there’s always that” Stephanie said.

Cassidy smiled at the mention of Cash’s name. “Cash is honestly the sweetest, we’ve been texting none stop since he dropped me home that night. He makes me feel something I’ve never felt before and that shit is fucking scary” she said.

“I say see how it goes with Cash and leave Chris. Even if nothing happens with Cash, you don’t need to be forcing a relationship you’re not invested in. Shit it’s Miami there’s men everywhere you don’t need to be stuck with one you don’t love” Stephanie said.

“Leave Chris before you start anything with Cash” Aria said.

“Honestly she’s going to leave him anyway so it honestly doesn’t matter” Stephanie replied.

“All right can we change the subject please” Cassidy said getting up from her spot on the couch and walking into the kitchen.

“Fine, but don’t think we’re letting this go” Stephanie said.

“Oh trust me, I know” Cassidy said.

Before I could say anything my phone rung. It was Meek’s custom ringtone.

“Hey baby” I answered.

“Wassup Mama, you busy right now?” he asked

“Not really just hanging out with the girls”  I said.

“I need you to meet me somewhere” he said.

“Umm, ok when and where?"

"Now and I’ll send you the address” he said

“Alright, i’ll see you soon"

"Ight, love you ma"

"Love you too” I said hanging up.

“You leaving?” Cassidy asked.

“Yeah, Meek want’s me to meet him” I said standing up.

“Alright, we need to do some party planning anyway. So that’s good that your leaving” Steph said.

“Please don’t over do it, no more than 15 people cause I'm most likely just going to have it at my penthouse" I said.

"Ummm, maybe" Stephanie said.

Cassidy and Aria both glared at her. And I shrugged my shoulders.

"Anyway I have to go, but please keep it small" I said hugging each of them before I walked out of Aria's house.

                                              ___________________

Thirty minutes later I pulled into the driveway of a multi-million dollar home. I raised my eyebrows in confusion, if I didn't see Meek's Ferrari next to me I would've sworn I was at the wrong address.

Parking my car I grabbed my purse from the passenger's seat and got out of the car. Looking around the house I couldn't ignore how beautiful it was. It wasn't overbearing for such a big house, it was simple but modern but it didn't feel cold or like no one lived here. It was the exact style house I saw myself raising a family in.

Walking up the stairs, I rang the doorbell when I reached the black wooden door.  A few second's later a small middle aged women came to the door.  “Hi, you must be Chanel. I’m Isabella” she said flashing a warm smile.

Returning her smile I nodded in agreement “Hi Isabella, my boyfriend told me to meet him here” I said.

“Yes, yes come in. Ahmeek is in the living room it’s just straight ahead” she said.

“Thank you” I said watching her disappear to the other side of the house. Walking down the hallway I walked into the living room. Meek was standing in front of the glass doors looking out onto the backyard.  

“Baby, what’s going on?” I asked walking over to him.

“What do you think?” He asked

“About what?” I asked.

“The house"

Looking around I noticed how beautifully decorated the interior of the house was.

“It’s beautiful.. Who’s house is it? ” I asked.

“Our’s” Meek replied.

“Wait what?” I asked.

Meek smiled, pulling two set’s of keys from his pocket. He dropped one into my hand. “Happy birthday beautiful” he said.

Staring down at the keys in my hand I could barely form word's I was stunned. “This is our’s?”

“Yes, unless you don’t like it. But I’m pretty sure I got your taste down packed” Meek smiled confidently.

I was at a loss for word’s I didn’t know what to say. I could feel the tears, forming and I tried my best to blink them away but I couldn’t. And as one fell down my cheek Meek brushed it away. Cupping his finger under my chin to force me to look up at him. "Baby, talk to me” he said.

“I-I love it, I love you so much. I don’t know what I did to deserve you but I swear I thank god for you every single day” I mumbled in between sobs.

Grabbing the back of my neck Meek pulled me into his chest. I clung to him as I cried. I wasn’t sad I was happy. Ahmeek was the kind of man you only read about in books. But to experience such a man; to be with him made my heart swell. I couldn’t imagine living a day without him and I hoped to god I never had too.

“You’ve changed me ma, I never thought that I’d be in love or be buying a crib with someone else. But I want it all with you ma, I'mma give you my last name and I'm putting 7 little one's in you. And they're going to look just like you. You are my heart" he said.

Looking up at him through wet lashes. “I am not pushing out 7 kids Ahmeek. And I swear you making me soft" I said laughing.

Meek smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

I looked around the house one more time “Does the house come furnished? ” I asked.

“Nah I hired someone to take care of that"

“Wait how long have you had this house?“

"Little over a month, if you don’t like it they can redo it if you want” Meek said

“No, it’s perfect, thank you baby” I said kissing him.

“We move in whenever you’re ready” Meek said.

“We can start moving tomorrow, but right now I think you should show me to our new bedroom” I said.

“Oh, you wanna high five?” I asked smirking. 

“You think you funny?” Meek asked taking my hand and sitting me on top of the counter. Stepping between my legs, he put his hands on either side of me trapping me. His eyes bore into mine, my heart raced and I bit my lip; groaning he crashed his lips against mine. His tongue slid into my mouth; the kiss was aggressive. Wrapping my arms around his neck deepening the kiss. His arms wrapped around my waist pulling me to closer to the edge of the counter. I could feel his growing bulge pressing against my sex and my clit throbbed in response. 

Reaching my hands under his shirt I felt the hardness of his abs and moaned against his mouth. My hands traveled lower but when I reached his waistband, he grabbed my hands and pulled away from me. 

My breathing was rapid my skin hot. My lips plump from our kiss, I wanted Meek and I wanted him bad.   

Meek’s eyes bore into mine I could see the heat in them he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. He bit his lip never breaking contact and I shifted under his gaze.  “Come on ma, let’s eat” he said. 

Letting out a sigh I hopped off the counter and picked up my plate and headed for the living room with Meek close behind me. Plopping down on the couch I turned on the TV flipping through my Netflix I settled on watching Vampire Diaries for the 1000 time. 

“What the fuck you got me watching?” Meek asked taking a bite of his waffle. 

“Vampire Diaries, you’ve never watched it?” I asked looking at him in disbelief 

“Hell, no I don’t watch this shit” 

“Well, you gone watch it with me” I said starting from episode one. 

Looking over at me he shook his head, and I saw the hint of a smirk on his lips. “I guess the queen has spoken.” Smiling I turned my attention back to my food and my favorite show. 

We got all the way to episode 19 when Meek’s phone rang. Lifting my head off his shoulder I tried to pull away from him but when he noticed he grabbed my waist keeping my body close to his. 

“Yo” he barked into the phone.

I felt his body tense next to me. Whatever was happening on the other end of his phones wasn’t good. 

“Y'all can’t handle that shit?” he barked into the phone. “Ight, my nigga I’m coming” he said before hanging up the phone. Running a hand down his face he let out a sigh. 

“You’re leaving” I said. 

“Yeah, I got to handle some business” Meek said looking down at me. 

“And what exactly is business?” I asked. I wasn’t stupid enough to think Meek was a 9-5 guy, it was obvious by the way he carried himself. The diamonds around his neck alone were more than what some men made in a lifetime. Plus, the .38 he kept tucked in his waistband wasn’t a normal accessory. 

“I don’t really get into details, but I’m just your average hustler” he said rubbing his hand along his waves.

“Ok.” 

“Is that ok with you?” Meek asked searching my face.

Climbing on top of his lap, I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him gently. Pulling away I smiled at him “does that answer your question?”  

“Do that again, I’m not sure” Meek asked. Smiling I gave him another kiss “be careful” I said. 

“I always am” he said pressing his forehead against mine; he caressed my cheek with his thumb. Closing my eyes, I leaned into his touch and let out a deep breathe. His touch made me feel safe, and calm. I didn’t want it to end. 

“I gotta go” he said letting out a sigh.

“I know” I said. 

Pulling away he kissed my forehead and I rose from his lap. He stood up and walked over to the elevator.  “I’ll be back tonight, so we can keep watching that corny ass show. So, wait up for me.” he said with a smirk on his face. 

“Just admit you like it” I said.

“Nah, ma I like spending time with you” Meek said, flashing me a smile that made her weak in the knee’s. 

“I’ll see you later, be careful” I said. 

Winking he stepped back and let the elevator door’s close. 

Letting out a sigh I fell back on the couch and hit play on the TV, but my mind couldn’t concentrate on the show. Meek was on my mind heavy. 

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Glancing at my phone I sighed, it was almost three am and I hadn’t heard from Meek. I was worried about him and I was fighting sleep to stay awake but I was exhausted. Yawning I stood from the couch, stretching my tense muscles, walking to the fridge I grabbed a Pepsi from the fridge along with some chips and walked back to the couch. Turning the volume on the TV up to prevent me from drifting off to sleep. 

Meek:

It was 4 am when I got back to Chanel’s penthouse. Dropping my keys on the counter I let out a sigh, I was exhausted.

I could hear the TV was still on, walking into the living room I saw Chanel was fast asleep on the couch. She was in the same spot he had left her in hours before. Looking down at her I brushed her curly hair out of her face, turning off the TV I scooped her into my arms and carried her into her room.

Pulling the sheet back with one hand I gently placed her on the mattress and tucked the sheet under her chin. Kissing her forehead, I smiled at her before walking into the bathroom and closing the door. Dropping the duffle bag from around my shoulder I turned on the shower and pulled the hoodie from over my head. I stared at the red stain on my t-shirt, and arms.

I was staring back at the reflection of a cold-blooded killer. I was ruthless, I was known for shooting first and asking questions later. And tonight, I had the blood of three on my hands.

Removing the rest of my clothes I stuffed it into a zip-lock bag and got into the shower. Resting my hands against the wall I let the hot water run down my body. I watched as the water went from red, to pink and eventually clear. Washing away the murder like it never happened.  

I let the water run down my body until all the tension was gone, then washed my body off.  

Stepping out the shower I threw on a pair of boxers and basketball shorts. Walking back into the bedroom I dropped my duffel bag in the closet and slid into bed next to Chanel. Snaking my arm around her waist I pulled her closer to me and nestled my head in her neck, planting a kiss on her shoulder I instantly felt calm.  After everything I’d done tonight, I knew I didn’t deserve this sense of peace but damn was I grateful for it.

Chanel stirred in her sleep. “Hey, your back” she whispered.

“Yeah, sorry I took so long. But go back to sleep” I said.

Chanel leaned closer into my chest, interlocking her fingers with mine she brought them to her lips and we both fell asleep.  

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Rolling over my eyes shot open when I felt the empty spot next to me. Stretching my stiff muscles, I headed into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Pulling a blunt from my bag I tucked it behind my ear and followed the sounds of Jhené Aiko coming from the kitchen.

Chanel’s back was facing me so she didn’t notice me standing there watching her. The white tank top she wore was cut low on the sides so I could see a peak of her D cup breast, and her ass spilled out the bottom of her boy shorts. Her hips swayed along to the soft melody coming from the speaker. My dick jumped as I enjoyed the show, Chanel was a beauty and her body was just as exquisite.

Chanel turned around and jumped when she saw me standing there. “Meek you scared me” she said resting her hand against her chest.

“Sorry baby girl” I said walking up to her and planting a kiss on her shoulder blade.

“You want something to eat?” she asked putting bacon on a plate.

“You on the menu?” I asked trailing kisses up her neck and sucking lightly and pressing my erection against her ass. A soft moan escaped her lips and I smiled into her neck. “You busy tonight” I asked.  

“No"

“You are now, I got some business to handle at the club and I want you to come with me. Bring Aria and Steph with you"

“Ok"  

“Good, now hurry up and feed your man” I said pulling away from her and slapping her ass.

“My man?”  Chanel asked looking over her shoulder at me.

“Yeah, you mine ma.” I said taking the blunt from behind my ear and lighting it.

“Oh, that’s how you ask?” Chanel asked resting a hand on her hip.

Smirking I blew the smoke out my mouth. “You already know what this is ma” Grabbing a handful of her ass I looked down at her “This is mine” I said.

“Umm, I don’t know I still don’t hear a question there” she said.

“Chanel you gonna be my girl?” I asked looking down at her.

“Ummm, let me think about it” Chanel said

“Don’t play with me” I said making Chanel laugh.

“Yes, Meek I will” Chanel said kissing me.

“Better, because I wasn’t taking no for an answer” I said blowing smoke out my mouth.

Chanel made us both a plate and we walked sat on the couch watching Vampire Diaries.

“This damn show again” I said taking a hit of my blunt.

“You know you like it. You be talking about how Damon a real nigga” Chanel said.

“Because Damon is a real nigga, Stefon mad soft” I said.

“Leave him alone I love him he’s so sweet” Chanel said.

“Corny - ass nigga” I said, taking another hit.

We spent the entire afternoon, curled up on the couch watching Vampire Diaries. It was the softest shit I’d ever done in my life but I loved every minute of it because I spent it with her.

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“Baby girl, let’s go” I screamed leaning against the elevator door and scrolling through my phone. I had business to handle and Money waited for no one.  

“I’m coming” she yelled from her room.

Sending Wayne, a quick message to let him know we’d be on our way.

“You so impatient” Chanel said coming out her room.

Looking up from my phone I froze. Chanel wore denim distressed shorts and a blue corset, a pair of blue Tom Ford heels on her feet. Her hair was straightened to perfection and her makeup was light. A diamond Cuban link necklace was around her neck and a diamond Patek on her wrist.

“Damn, I don’t think I want you coming out looking like that.”  I said looking her up and down.

Smirking Chanel flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Boy come one you’ve been rushing me for the past hour” she said picking up her bag off the counter and stepping onto the elevator following behind her.

Backing her into the elevator doors I crashed my lips against hers as the doors closed. My hands gripped her ass pushing my need into her. If I didn’t have business to handle, I would’ve carried her back upstairs and buried myself deep inside her. She moaned against my lips and it took everything in me not to fuck her right here.

The ding of the elevator caused me to pull away from her. Biting my lip, I looked her up and down with lust filled eyes, taking her hand I lead her out of the elevator to my Maserati.

Opening the door, I watched as she slid into the passenger’s seat before I got behind the wheel.  

“You messed up my lip-gloss” Chanel said digging into her purse so she could reapply it.

“You lucky I ain’t tear those clothes off of you” I said licking my lips and pulling out the driveway.

Twenty minutes later we were in front of the club. Taking Chanel’s hand, I lead her through the club and dapping a few people on our way to our section. All eyes were on us, I was used to the attention but with Chanel next to me it was on a whole new level.

When we finally made it to our section, the crew was already there and the bottles were flowing.

“Took your ass long enough nigga” Wayne said dapping me and giving Chanel a hug.

“I was waiting on her ass” I said pointing at Chanel.

“Oh yeah, Chanel takes forever to get dressed” Steph said.

“But she looks bomb as fuck” Aria yelled from across the couch.

“Thank you” Chanel said, grabbing a bottle from the bucket.

“I can’t disagree with that” I said looking her up and down.

Chanel smirked, and tilted the bottle to her head.

“Aye yo Rick? Watch them for us we headed downstairs” Wayne yelled to a security guard posted up. He nodded his head in approval.

“I’ll be right back ma. Enjoy yourself but don’t do nothing too crazy” Meek whispered in Chanel’s ear.

“I can’t promise you that” she replied.

Clenching my jaw, I looked down at her. “Chanel, don’t play with me” I said.

Winking at me she took another swig of the bottle. Shaking my head, I followed Wayne and Dre downstairs.

.

Aria:

Tilting the bottle Moët to my lips I swallowed the last of it.  “Dre said to meet them out front” I said stuffing my phone into my purse.

Following behind Stephanie, I felt a pair of eyes on us when I looked around, I found a group of girls giving us dirty looks. What the fuck are they looking at I thought.

Walking pass them I caught the end of their conversation. “Yeah, those the hoe’s they came in with” one of them said.

“You got something you wanna say to me?” I asked stopping in front of them.

“Bitch don’t nobody care about you and your hoe ass friends” the girl said.

“Bitch I will beat your ass, don’t play with me” Steph said.

“Let’s go these bitches not even worth it” Chanel said rolling her eyes.

“That’s not what Meek was saying when he was in between my legs” one of them said.

Chanel looked the girl up and down and laughed. “Sweetie, that nigga don’t want you.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that bitch” she said.

Looking up at Steph, our eyes locked, we were both ready in case anything popped off.  

“We got a problem here?” Meek asked coming up behind us.

“Hey Meek, I missed you” the girl said walking up to him.

“Jennifer get the fuck out of here, I ain’t seen your ass in weeks” he barked.

“So, you get with this bitch and now you don’t know me no more"

“You got one more time to call me a bitch before I fuck your ass up” Chanel said.

“I’m not even worried I know you gone be back when you get tired of this boring ass bi-“

Before she could finish her sentence, Chanel was on her ass throwing blow after blow to the girl’s head. When her friends tried to run up on Chanel me and Steph had her follow up. We were in a full out brawl.

Chanel had Jennifer’s braids wrapped around her fist giving her better access to her face. Jennifer couldn’t get one hit on Chanel because she was a beast. We all were, all those fights we got into in middle school and high school along with those boxing lessons our parents signed us up for definitely paid off.

We didn’t fight often anymore but it was like riding a bike. When we got back on it, we never lost a fight.  Stephanie was dragging Jennifer’s friend around the club like she was taking her on a tour and I had her other friend’s face under my 6-inch heels. Like I was squishing a bug.

It wasn’t until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me that I stopped. Meek was still trying to pull Chanel off of her but her grip on her braids was so tight that when he tried to pull her away, she ripped Jennifer’s braids straight from her scalp. She screamed in pain.

“Baby girl that’s enough” Meek said picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

The guys didn’t put them back down until they were outside.

Stepping outside the club the guys put the girls back on their feet. Me and Stephanie had calmed down some by the time we were outside. Chanel on the other hand was still fighting Meek to let her back into the club to finish the girl off.

"Let me back at her. I will kill that bitch” Chanel screamed trying to walk back into the club. Meek grabbed her waist pulling her back. “Chill out ma"

"Nah get the fuck off of me. You were fucking that bitch” Chanel said turning back to him her eyes blared red. She charged at him next but Meek grabbed her around her waist and held her close to him as she fought him.

“Let me get her out of here. I’m out” Meek said dapping them with his free hand and holding her still with his other. Before walking to his car.

“Come on, let me take your crazy ass home too” Dre said to me.

“If I see that bitch again, I’m fucking her up” I said.

“Yo y'all crazy as fuck” Wayne said laughing.

“Remember that shit before one of your bitches ever step to me” Steph said.

“You don’t have nothing to worry about sexy” Wayne said wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

“Ight, we out” Dre said dapping Wayne and giving Steph a side hug.

“Later y'all” I said following Dre to his car.

Dre opened the passenger side door, and I slid into the buttery leather of his Ferrari. Leaning my head against the window I let out a sigh, I felt a sudden wave of exhaustion.

Sliding in behind the wheel Dre looked over at me “We heading to my crib or yours?” he asked.

“You have business to handle tonight?” I asked.

“Nah I’m all yours tonight” Dre said.

“So, what you wearing tonight Nelly?” Aria asked.

“I don’t know probably a dress” I said shrugging as I continued to flip through the stack of papers in front of me.

“Wear that leather one you bought the last time we went shopping. That dress fits you like a glove” Aria said.

“Hell, yeah wear that shit” Stephanie said

“Alright, ill finish inventory while Steph does your hair” Aria said getting up from her spot on the couch.

“Damn does my hair look that bad? You hate doing inventory” I asked.

“Ehh it’s not terrible, but you not going to nobody’s club with me looking like that” Aria said.

Laughing I shook my head. Aria wasn’t one to hold her tongue for shit. If there was something on her mind, she was going to let it be known and it was what I loved most about my best friend.                                                      

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Walking over to my mirror I quickly checked my outfit. I almost didn’t recognize myself it had been a while since I had dressed up. Aria was right about the dress, it clung to my body like a second skin. My hair fell down my back in soft waves and my face was beat to perfection.

Shrugging into an oversized denim jacket I took one last look at myself before grabbing my keys and stepping onto the elevator.

Once I was in the car, I sent Aria and Steph a quick message and let them know I was on my way. Speeding out of the garage I turned the volume up and blasted Lil Baby’s new album.

About twenty minutes later I was pulling up in front of LIV. Parking my car next to Aria’s G wagon. I stepped out of the car. Aria and Steph were waiting at the front of the club for me.

“Damn it looks like it’s going to be packed in there” I said noticing the line wrapping around the block.

“Girl you know we haven’t waited for a line ever” Stephanie replied.

Smiling I shrugged and walked over to the bouncer.

“Hey ladies” he said as he lifted the rope for us to enter. At the sounds of teeth sucking and protests I turned my head and noticed a group of girl’s dirty looks. I decided to have some fun, I flashed them a million-dollar smile and a wave as I stepped into the dimly lit club.

Moving through the packed crowd I smiled and greeted a few of the people I knew as we made our way to our VIP section. Once we sat down, a bottle girl came to our table.

“You ladies know what you want, or do you need a minute?”

“Nah we know what we want. Let me get two bottles of 42, three bottles of Moët and a bottle of Henny” Aria replied.

“42? Do y’all not remember the last time we had 42? We got into that big ass brawl” I said shaking my head at the memory of that night.

Stephanie chuckled. “Yeah, but them bitches tried it. But were not going to be getting into no shit tonight. Were just here for a good time”

“I hope not, because y’all better not have dragged me out of my house to get into a fight” I said.

“Girl, that would be the highlight of your boring ass life” Aria said.

“Yo, if you don’t stop coming for me” I said shaking my head.

“I love you darling” Aria said giving me a kiss on the cheek.

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head just as our bottle girl came. Grabbing the bottle of Moët out the bucket I popped it and took a swig.

Swaying my hips to the music, I took another sip of my bottle. I needed this night out more than I thought, it felt good to be out.

Right there, I made a promise to myself that I was done letting this breakup get the best of me. there and then that she was done being depressed over her break up with Rob. It was his lose he cheated on me and I had to move on with my life. Tonight, was the beginning of me taking my life back. Fuck Rob, I was back on my Bullshit like Jhené Aiko said.

Two hours into the night, and our VIP section was now crowded with men fighting for Aria and Steph’s attention. Standing in front of the railing I looked down and the party goers as I rapped along to every word of Lil Baby’s Sum to Prove.

“We see you in VIP Chanel” the DJ said as he pointed to Me. Smirking, I shook my head and raised my bottle of Moët.

“Yass Coco” Aria screamed behind me. The 1942 bottle was in her hand and one of the men had his arm wrapped around her waist.

Steph was laughing with another one of the men who I’m sure was spitting some bullshit in her ear.

I could bet money that he would probably end up at Steph’s house tonight and she would probably never see him again. Stephanie swore off relationships, she always said “Nigga’s are always playing games, so I’m playing too. And a lot better than them.”

I wasn’t entertaining any of the men in our section. I didn’t need the extra stress especially just coming out of a relationship. I was just trying to have a good time.

We spent another two hours at the club. Drinking, dancing and enjoying ourselves before the DJ announced the club was closing. Tossing the empty bottle of Moët into the bucket I grabbed my stuff and we headed out of the club.

Feeling the cool breeze after being in a hot club for the past four hours felt good. Shrugging my jacket on I grabbed a hair tie out of my bag and put my hair into a messy ponytail.

“Coco, we’re about to hit up a diner. I’m starving you down?” Aria asked as the man she was dancing with wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Nah, she coming back with me.” The sound of the familiar voice behind me made my heart raise. Turning around I came face to face with my ex-boyfriend Robert. A group of his friends were standing close by. “You have got to be fucking kidding me” I said at the sight of him.

Glaring at him I couldn’t stop my palm from itching. I couldn’t believe the same face I’d loved for the past 4 years made my blood boil now. “Rob, get the fuck out of my face” I said.

“Chanel, stop acting like that baby I said I’m sorry you know that bitch meant nothing to me. I just want to talk to you” he said.

“There’s nothing for us to talk about Rob, go talk to one of them dirty ass bitches you cheated on me with. You lucky I don’t slap you in your face right now”

“Coco, fuck him. Let’s just go” Stephanie said. Shaking my head, a spun on my heels away from Rob.

“Nah you’re coming with me; we need to talk” Rob said grabbing my hand.

Spinning around I yanked my hand out of his grasp and slapped him hard against in his face. “Don’t you ever put your fucking hands on me again. Have you lost your god damn mind? Do you know who the fuck I am? I will end you. Don’t fuck with me” I barked out. The mixture of alcohol in my system fueled my anger. I was seeing red, fuming and my skin felt hot.

“Yo what the fuck is wrong with you” Rob said glaring at me. But I stood my ground, I wasn’t afraid of Rob and if he wanted to go there with me it would be his mistake.

Rob tried to reach for me again, but before he could touch me a man came in between us.

“I think you might want to back up of her” he said.

“My nigga, who the fuck are you?” Rob asked pressing him.

The man let out a deep chuckle and shook his head. “My nigga you really don’t want to do this with me. I’m not the one” he said.

“Nigga what?” Rob said pulling up his pants. But before he could even lay a finger on him.

The mystery man pulled a gun from his waist band and held it under Rob’s chin. “Like I said my man, you don’t want these problems”.

Rob froze, as the steel of the man’s gun pressed against his chin.

“I-I ain’t mean no harm. I just want to talk to her” Rob stuttered.

“Well, she doesn’t want to talk to you. So, I’m going to give you 3 seconds to get the fuck out of my face. And if I see you anywhere near her again, I’m not talking I’m shooting. Understand?” he said.

Lifting his hands in surrender, Rob started backing away. He kept his eyes on me the entire time.

“Yo Meek, you a crazy mother fucker” the man that clung to Aria said.

Tucking his gun back into the waistband of his jeans he turned to face me. When I finally saw his face, my breath caught in my throat. He was fine, wait he was better than fine he looked like he was made of the finest chocolate.

Damn, Who the fuck is this man? I thought taking in his features.

“You alright Ma?” he asked looking down at me.

I couldn’t’ stop staring at him, where did he come from? and why did he look so good?

His skin was the perfect shade of chocolate, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he tasted as good as he looked. His hair was freshly cut with waves so deep I knew I’d get sea sick if I looked at them for too long. His beard was full but perfectly manicured, it framed his full pink lips.

A diamond earing in each ear and two diamond chains around his neck. On his wrist was an AP from the diamonds around it I could tell it cost him near 500k. The dark denim jeans he wore complemented the bright colored Dior t-shirt and Chanel sneakers he wore.

“Yeah, I’m good. Thanks.”

“Don’t sweat it beautiful” he said running his tongue across his bottom lip. My body shook at the motion.

“Yo Meek, we out to the diner. You coming?” Aria’s man asked.

“You going?” he asked looking down at me.  

“Yeah”

“Yeah, I’m down” he said smirking at me.

Biting my lip, I looked down at my feet, feeling the heat from his gaze. Placing a finger under my chin he forced me to look up at him.

“Nah, always keep your head up beautiful” he said

Damn this man. I thought staring at him.

“Alright let’s go I’m starving” Aria said walking to the parking lot.

Tearing my eyes away from him, I followed them into the parking lot and to the diner.

Fifteen minutes later I parked my car next to Aria’s, getting out of the car I watched as Meek pulled his Maserati into the spot next to mine. Getting out the car he flashed me a million-dollar smile that made me weak in the knees.

Nah this has to be the lack of dick I’m getting because there’s no way he has this effect on me I thought.

Entering the diner, we found a booth in the back away from most of the crowd. Sliding into the corner my heart skipped a beat when Meek slid in next to me.

We spent time together, laughing like we’d known each other our whole lives instead of people who had just met. I found out the other guy’s names were Dre and Wayne. Them and Meek had been best friends since the second grade. Their relationship reminded me of the one I shared with Aria and Stephanie.

When it was time for us to leave, I reached for my wallet. “Nah I got it” Meek said reaching into his pocket and pulled out a stack of money. Peeling off three hundred dollar bills he tossed them on the table.

“We out” Dre said.

Climbing out of the booth we headed to the parking lot.  

“Alright, I’m exhausted. I’m going to head out” Aria said waving at us with Dre hot on her tail.

“Yeah, I'm going to head out too, I got early clients in the morning” Steph said as her and Wayne headed for his car. Leaving Me and Meek alone.

“Well thank you for earlier and for the food” I said leaning against my car door.

“Don’t worry about it Ma. I’d do it again with no hesitation” he said looking down at me.

“Well, I better go” I said getting into my car. But before I could close my door, he stopped me.

“What’s up?” I asked

“Text me when you get home” he said

“How? I don’t have your number” I said.

“Well, we gotta change that” he said handing me his phone.

“Smooth... real smooth” I smirked taking his phone out of his hands I quickly typed in my number.

Handing him back his phone he called me so I could save his number.

“Well goodnight Meek” I said.

“Goodnight Ma, and make sure you text me so I know you got home safe” he said.

“I will” I said as he closed my door and watched as I drove off.

I couldn’t help the smile on my face, there was definitely something different about Meek

Meek:

Pulling into my parking spot I let out a sigh and nodded my head at the doorman. Stepping onto the elevator I pressed PH taking me to the top floor.

Leaning my head against the cold metal of the elevator I thought about my night with Ms. Chanel Wright. I knew about her, shit the whole of Miami knew who she was but seeing her tonight, being so close to her. I hadn’t realized just how beautiful she really was.  

Closing my eyes, I could still see her light brown eyes glaring at me. I pictured how at the right angle made them look like they were glowing. I knew I should stay away from her but being around her tonight I knew that I couldn’t let that happen.

Chanel was royalty, and I was just a young nigga trying to get my paper up. I was ruthless, I’d killed nigga’s without even flinching. My hands were so deep in the game I knew there was a very low chance of me coming out untouched. And I was usually ok with that, I was rich and living a life I dreamed of. But Chanel had me rethinking it, imagining a life where I wasn’t alone.

The sound of the elevator reaching my floor, broke me from my thoughts. Stepping out I tossed my keys on the table and ran a hand down my face. Walking over to the bar I grabbed a bottle of Hennessy VSOP and a glass. Pouring myself a glass I took a sip welcoming the smooth burn.

Pulling out my phone I scrolled through my messages thinking which one of my regulars I wanted to send over just to get my mind off Chanel. But none of them bitches seemed like they would get the job done. Not even Renee with the good head could get Chanel off my mind.

What the fuck did this girl do to me? I thought.

Tossing the rest of the liquor back I walked into my room and stepped out of my clothes. Taking a quick shower, I threw on some boxers and headed back into my room.

I was exhausted, and I knew I had shit I needed to get done tomorrow. But it was already an hour since I left Chanel and still hadn’t heard from her yet.

Grabbing my phone, I sent her a text.

Meek: You home?  

A few minutes later I got a notification.

Chanel: Yeah, I just got out the shower. I meant to text you.

Reading the message, I couldn’t help but think about how she would look fresh out of the shower. My dick jumped at the mental image.

Meek: All good love, you get some sleep

Chanel: Goodnight Meek

Smirking, I tossed my phone down and drifted off to sleep.

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“Nigga I fucking told you what was going to happen if I caught your ass didn’t I?” Wayne barked as he held his gun to the man’s chin.

“Yo why you still talking to this nigga?” I asked pulling my gun from my waistband and fired three shots into the man’s head. Laying him out.

Tucking the gun back into my waistband I walked over to the table where they were counting the money from the last drop.

Wayne looked at the dead man on the floor and grabbed his phone out his pocket. He dialed a number and waited for a response. “Yo I need a clean-up” he said into the phone waiting for an answer.

“Warehouse” he said again before hanging up and walking over to the table.

“How much?” Wayne asked.

“Half a Mill” Dre said stacking the money.

“We got two more shipments coming through, by the end of the week. We each walking away with at least half a mill.” Dre said rubbing his hands together.

Nodding my head, I took the rolled blunt from behind my ear and lit it. Taking a long pull of the weed I let it sit in my lungs before I blew it out.

“So, Chanel?” Wayne asked glaring at me.

“What you about her?” I asked taking another pull.

“Nigga I saw how you were looking at her. You out here pulling guns out on niggas for her” Wayne said.

“She fine so. And you acting like I ain’t ever pulled my gun out on a nigga before” I said.

“Nah that wasn’t no she just fine. You like shawty” Dre said.

“Yo, why y'all on me? Like y'all wasn’t all over her friends” I asked.

“Oh, I’m definitely fucking with Steph sexy ass again. I’m just saying fucking with Chanel Wright is a different level; shit could end a nigga.” Wayne said.

“Well, I ain’t never been scared of a nigga a day in my life. Plus, you acting like I'mma marry shawty or some shit.”  

“Ion know you was over there drooling looking at her all night” Wayne said.

“Yo fuck you. Let’s finish this so we can dip”

“Why you in a rush? you hitting up Chanel?” Dre asked.

“Nah I’m hitting up yah mama. Let’s go nigga” I said

“Yeah it was just a drunk club fight” I said shrugging.

The detective scanned my face trying to sense if I was lying. My face held no deception, I had mastered a good poker face it was a skill I had inherited from my father.

“Well, if anything comes to mind or you remember anything just give me a call” he said taking a card out of his pocket and handing it to me.

I nodded and gave him a polite smile before he spun on his heels walking towards the door.

Before he walked out he stopped and looked at me “Oh one more thing, you’re too beautiful to be fighting in clubs” he said with a smile and walking out before I had the chance to say anything.

The rest of the day was a blur I couldn’t stop thinking about Jennifer. Sure I wasn’t her biggest fan but that didn’t mean I wanted her to completely disappear off the face of the earth. I hoped that she was ok but I had a bad feeling about this. Something felt off about this whole situation.

When I finally made it home the smell of food invaded my nostrils. My stomach growled in response. Stepping out of my heels, I walked into the kitchen.

Meek was putting food on a plate, when he looked up at me he smiled and my knee's buckled in response. That was just the effect Meek had on me.

“Hi beautiful” he said walking over to me and giving her a kiss on the lips. “You hungry? he asked.

“Hi baby, and yeah I'm starving ” I said walking past him and quickly washing my hands.

"Get me a water from the fridge" Meek said. Getting a bottle of Pepsi for myself I grabbed a water bottle for Meek and followed him to the living room. Flipping through the channel's he stopped when he got to Law and Order SVU.

We ate in silence, but it was mostly because my mind was racing about Jennifer. When we finished eating I got our empty plates and brought them into the kitchen and loaded them into the dishwasher.

"I'm going to go take a shower" I yelled from the kitchen.

Walking into the bathroom I turned on the shower and undressed. Stepping under the hot water I let it run down my body trying to erase the thoughts from my mind. Grabbing my loafer I squeezed my coconut body wash on and lathered it against my skin.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, and into my bedroom. Meek was sitting on the bed with his elbows resting on his knee's his head was hung low.

Tossing the towel off my body I pulled on one of Meek's t-shirts and a pair of boy shorts I pulled my hair into a messy bun on top of my head.

"You wanna roll up for me?" I asked him.

Meek looked up at me. "I got three on my tray on the nightstand" he said.

Grabbing the blunt from his tray and a lighter I stepped onto the balcony. Sitting in the chair I brought the blunt to my lips and lit it. Inhaling the weed I felt my body relax when I blew out the smoke.  

“What’s wrong with you Chanel? What did I do?" Meek asked standing in the doorway.

"It's just been a long day that's all" I said taking another pull from the blunt.

"So talk to me" he said sitting next to me, pulling my feet onto his lap he rubbed my feet.

I sighed feeling the tension leaving my body. "A detective came by the shop today"

“Detective?” He asked

“Yea he came asking me questions about Jennifer. She’s been missing since that night at Liv” I said blowing smoke out of my mouth.

“Ok and what does that have to do with you?" Meek asked.

He didn't even seem fazed by the fact that she was missing. Like he'd already known, about it. Which had my mind racing even more.

"Ahmeek, we got into a fight the same night she went missing of course I'm going to be someone they question. Everyone saw us fighting" I said.

Meek took the blunt from my hand and took a pull. "Umm" he replied and the coolness of his tone made my blood run cold.

"What did you do to her?” I asked

“What are you talking about?" he asked me blowing smoke out of his mouth.

"You went out that night and you didn’t come back for hours. You said you had something to handle” I said remembering that night.

“Chanel I’m gone damn near every night I work at night’s. You questioning me about some shit like I don’t hustle. That shit is an after hours all types of hours job baby girl" he said.

I knew Meek was gone most nights and I wanted like hell to believe him but I had this gut feeling telling me he was lying about this. "Ahmeek, just tell me the truth" I said.

Meek glare at me and I could see him battling with what to say to me. Outing the blunt he stood from his seat. "I didn't do anything Chanel.. I have to make a couple moves" he said walking back inside.

Getting up I followed behind him, when I saw him putting on his sneakers my heart sank.

“Where are you going Ahmeek?” I asked stopping right in front of him.

Meek looked up at her and shook his head. He tried to walk around me but I blocked him. "Chanel take your ass to bed" he said grabbing his car keys.

"No why are you walking away from me when I'm trying to talk to you?"

"Because I don't have shit to talk about and I have money to make" he said walking around me.

“Ahmeek !” I shouted after him.

Meek stopped dead in his tracks, but he didn’t turn to face me.

“Where are you going" I asked.

"Like I said I have business to handle” he said stepping onto the elevator. He looked up at me and pressed the button for the garage “don’t worry I’m not going to kill anyone since that’s what you think I do” he said as the elevator door’s closed. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes and I  blinked them away.

My heart felt like it was breaking, I wanted to believe Ahmeek so badly. But one thing I always trusted was my gut and it was telling me that Meek had something to do with Jennifer missing.  I didn’t want to believe that Meek could do something like that but my mind raced back to the first night I met him. He drew his gun on Rob like it was nothing, I saw the look in his eyes when he glared at Rob. It was as if someone else taken over his body.

I loved that Meek was a hustler, his street qualities was something that I found attractive. He was a boss he commanded attention and demanded respect. I saw the attention he got when he entered a room; the fear that lived behind the eyes of people who got close to him. I knew he’d killed before but would he kill Jennifer? And over what? Most importantly how did that make me feel?

Meek: 

When I walked into the office Carter was sitting behind his desk taking a sip of his Scotch. "What did you need to talk about?" Carter asked sitting up in his chair.

I paced back and forth my hand running down my waves. "Remember that girl I made  disappear" I said.

“Mmhmm"

"A detective came by Chanel’s spot today asking her questions. Now she’s asking me questions"

"What’d you tell her ?"

"I said I ain’t have shit to do with it” I said matter of fact.

Carter scoffed “I know she ain’t believe your ass.”

“Obviously not. But I can handle that, I just need this detective off her back. She don’t need to be dragged into my mess” I said.

"Well if she wasn’t fighting then Jennifer wouldn’t be dead. But what are you going to do about this detective?"

"Jennifer was a loose canon and it was a matter of time before she tried Chanel. I wasn't going to take that chance. So I handled the problem. The detective now I need help with"

"You want me to make the investigation go away?"

"Yeah, I know you have Miami PD and all that on your payroll. I just need it of Chanel, I'll take my chances if the protection doesn't extend to me" I said.

“Ah so that’s why you're here. Here I was thinking you wanted to hang out with me" Carter said.

"Stop playin man” I said

Carter chuckled, "Listen when you started working for me my connections became your connections. I don't extend that to just everyone but you being with my daughter along with me actually liking you its yours. I'll call them and see what I can find out and let you know and it won't be a problem anymore" he said.

“I appreciate it G” I  said.

“Like I said, my connections are your connections now. You’re apart of this operation now you’re covered. However I think you need to tell Chanel the truth about Jennifer, because I know my daughter she’s not going to let this shit go. I taught her well, when she get's an idea in her head she won't stop till she finds out the truth. And I think you're good for her, I know how much you would do for her and that's a father's dream for his daughter to have. Plus I haven't seen anyone flip shit the way you and your crew do so you more than have my respect. But tell her about Jennifer, if you explain it to her she'll understand." He said.

Nodding my head I let out a sigh, I wanted to tell Chanel, but I was just scared that she would feel differently about me.

“Go handle that, I’ll get at you in a few days about the drop” Carter said.

"Ight G" I said giving him a dap and leaving the warehouse. Lighting the blunt I pulled out the warehouse heading to Chanel’s house.

                                                     ___________

Walking into Chanel’s room I quickly scanned it searching for her. I noticed the balcony door slightly open.

Letting out a deep breath I stepped out onto the balcony. Chanel was sitting in the chair smoking a blunt.

“How much did you smoke” I asked.

"2 blunts since you left" she said looking at me.

Sitting down next to her I took the blunt from her hand and brought it up to my lips.  

“Did you finish what you needed to handle” Chanel asked.

“Yes"

“Are you going to tell me what happened or you going to keep lying to me ?” Chanel asked.

Sighing I took another pull of the blunt and let the smoke out of my mouth. “What exactly do you wanna know ?“  

“Have you ever killed anyone?"

I ran a hand down my waves and face sighing. "Yes"

"How many?” Chanel asked

“Chanel.. "

"How many people have you killed ?"

"I don’t know ma, I’m not keeping numbers of the bodies I’m lining up” I said honestly.

“Did you kill Jennifer?“

I took another pull of the blunt and blew the smoke out. "She was threatening you, Jennifer was spiteful and I wasn’t taking that risk with you. I’m not the good guy, Chanel. I don’t take kindly to disrespect, the minute I feel disrespected nigga’s stop breathing. You’re mine Chanel, you got a nigga whole heart and I don’t play about you. Any threat or harm that comes your way is disrespect to me and I’m body bagging anyone behind you.I’m all street baby, I’m not gone apologize for any of that, because this is all me Chanel. I can’t change this” I said.

Chanel took the last pull of the blunt and set it in the ashtray.

"Baby say something please” I said my voice held my fear that she would up and leave me. I couldn’t handle that, I wasn’t letting her go. The only way that was happening is if they put me in a body bag.

Chanel turned her head and looked at me. “I love you Ahmeek. The love I feel for you is border line toxic. People don’t love this hard, I’ve never loved this hard. When I’m not with you I feel like apart of me is missing, like I’m walking around with only half of me. When we’re fighting I feel like I can’t breathe, I can’t eat I can’t sleep. I was alive before you but you make me feel like I’m finally living. I thought knowing this would scare me away from you, but there isn’t anything you can do for me to leave you. I’m all in with you 25 to life like you always say. I ain’t never wanted to be anyone’s ride or die until you. It took me two months to fall in love with you and I’m not going anywhere. I’m here forever baby. No matter how crazy you are or how crazy you make me” Chanel said.  

I was on her in seconds, pulling her shorts down. Chanel grabbed the waist band of my sweats and  boxers pulling them down and freeing myself.

“Shhh” he whispered in my ear, kissing my neck. His hands slid inside my shorts pushing them down along with my thong. His finger rubbed against my clit and I shivered and my eyes closed. Before I could fully react to his touch he lifted me and placed me on top of the counter and spreading my legs.

The coolness of the counter against my bare skin made my back arch. I watched as Meek lowered his head trailing kisses on my inner thigh until he reached my center. I was already soaking wet when he parted my lips with his tongue. My back arched deeper, my hand went to the back of his head pressing his head deeper between my legs.

He was eating me out like he hadn't eaten in years. He was starving and I was a four course meal. He transitioned from licking, sucking, kissing and when he dipped his tongue deep into my sex I almost lost it. I've had head before but nothing like this if they were giving out Oscar's for the best head, Ahmeek Brown won hands down.

I could feel the knot forming in my stomach I was so close. When Meek flicked his tongue the dam finally broke. "Meeeeekkkk" I screamed his name as my leg shook violently coming. Meek didn't lift his head still he got every single drop. When he lifted his head I was spent.

Lifting his head Meek crashed his lips against mine, I could still taste the juices on his lips. “You taste good as fuck ma” he said against my lips.

Breaking the kiss I rested my head against his chest trying to steady my breathing.

“Forgive me?” Meek asked kissing her forehead.

“Ummhmm"

“Come on let me take you to bed” he said lifting me from the counter. Wrapping my  legs around his waist, I closed my eyes.

When we got to the bedroom, he sat me on the bed. He finished undressing me and pulled a t-shirt from my draw and put it on me.  

“Get some rest ma” he said laying me down and kissing my forehead. It was all I remembered before I drifted off to sleep.

Meek: 

Leaning against the wall I watched Chanel sleep. She was gorgeous and I couldn't fully believe that she was mine. I never saw myself settling down with anyone, I never got close enough to anyone to even make that an option. But Chanel was different she changed me made me want to be a better man.

Murk Em Meek, had a soft spot for Chanel Wright. And it scared the shit out of me, I was taught to not to care about anyone or anything but she changed that in just two weeks. I couldn't even think about how I got here, but I knew I wasn't going anywhere. Someone was going to have to murder me before I let her go.

Pushing off the wall I kissed her forehead and left her room. Stepping off the elevator I pulled the black hoodies over my head. My mind raced the whole way down to the garage. Getting into my car, I sped out of the garage.

It took me 20 minutes to get to Jennifer’s house. When I pulled into her driveway, I noticed the bedroom light was on. She was waiting for me. Tugging the hoodie further down on my head I pulled the black gloves out of my pocket and slipped my hands in them and stepped into her house. I didn't knock because she always left the door open for me.

When I walked into her bedroom she was laid out on her bed flipping through channels. Noticing him she looked up at him and smirked. I could still see the black ring around her eye under the makeup. Her lip was doubled in size and her cheeks were slightly swollen. Chanel did a number on her and I couldn't help but smirk at my little fighter.

“Took you long enough” she said.

“You thought that stunt you pulled at the club tonight was smart?” I asked.

Jennifer scuffed, “thought she should know, she wasn’t going to be around long. You always come back to me. Thats why you standing in my house right now” she said.

“And that’s why you have a black eye and a busted lip” I snapped.

“Man fuck her, she’s going to get her’s. Chanel Wright ain’t untouchable. I got something for her ass” she said.

My blood boiled at the threat, I knew Chanel could handle herself but Jennifer was petty, and she didn't fight fair. Chanel had gotten the upper hand on her tonight but she wasn't going to stop until she got back to Chanel and I wasn't going to walk till she got the chance.

Pulling the gun from my waistband I screwed the silence on. "Jennifer you really should've left that shit alone" I said.

She barely had enough time to react before I fired two shots into her skull. Killing her instantly, tucking the gun back into my waist band I let her house as quickly and quietly as I came.  

When I got back to Chanel's penthouse I quickly took a shower and climbed into bed next to her.

“Where’d you go?” she asked rolling over to face me.

“I thought you were asleep”  I said rubbing my thumb across her cheek.

“I woke up when I heard the elevator close” she said.

“I just had some business to handle” I said.

“Is it handled?” she asked.

“Yeah, won’t be a problem anymore” I said kissing her forehead.

I held her until we both fell asleep.

                                                    _________

I woke up to the feel of Chanel's warm mouth wrapped around my dick. I groaned when her tongue circled around the tip.

“Shhiiittt” I groaned lifting the sheet’s to look down at her.

Her eyes met mine and she sped up her pace never breaking eye contact. Seeing her with my dick in her mouth staring back with lust filled eyes I gripped a hand full of her hair. She was sucking me like an icy on a hot day and I was loving it, but I needed to be inside her. I wasn't ready to come yet I needed to be feel her, but if she kept sucking they way she was I wouldn't last too much longer.

Gripping her by her shoulders I lifted her up and onto her back. Rolling on top of her I crashed my lips into her's and pushed her legs open with my knees. Breaking our kiss I rested in the crook of her neck, sucking lightly. "Can I have it ma?" I asked biting her neck and rubbing the tip of my dick against her clit. She shivered under me at the touch.

“Yessss” she moaned.

He guided his manhood to her center. Her back arched and she gasped, as he slid  into her inch by inch.

“Ahh” Chanel moaned.

Guiding into her entrance I hissed feeling her wrap around me. My nails dug into her hips as I dug inside of her slowly. Chanel's nails dug into my back as I nipped at her neck. I kept it slow so she could get used to my size ,when she wrapped her legs around my waist I dug in deeper.

Chanel's moans egged me on, I pumped in and out of her feverishly. Grunting I flipped her over on all fours. She arched her back deep giving me a full view of her ass. Gripping her hips I slammed into her, Gripping a fist of her hair I pulled her head towards me her back sinking in deeper. I grunted when she threw her ass back into me with every thrust I gave her she threw it back. I felt her pulsing around me and I pumped into her faster and harder.

She screamed out finding her release and I was close behind her. I pumped in faster, releasing my seeds deep inside her and collapsing on top of her, as we both tried to catch our breathes. Moving the hair that stuck to her sweaty skin I kissed her neck and pulled out of her she winced. Rolling onto my back I looked at her. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was back to normal.

“You ok” I asked.

“Umm hmm” she said.

“Come, let’s take a shower” I said

“I don’t think I can move” She said opening her eyes.

Smirking I kissed her forehead and walked into the bathroom. Turning the shower on I walked back into the bedroom. Scooping Chanel up, I carried her into the shower and  set her on her face.

She took my rag and squeezed the Tom Ford shower gel that she had just bought me onto it. Working it into a lather she began washing my body she started with my arms, to my chest and down my abdominal. She stopped when she reached my pubic bone. Looking up at me she licked her lips, taking my dick in her hand she pumped up and down my shaft. Groaning I backed her into the shower wall, lifting her up she wrapped her legs around my waist guiding my dick into inside her.

“Shhitt” I whispered in her ear. I slid in and out her gently, taking my time.

By the time we got out the shower our skin was like a prune. Quickly getting dressed I walked onto the balcony and lit a blunt.

Chanel wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her chin on my back. “Do you want something to eat, I’m going to order Uber eats. I’m starving” she said.

“Yeah, get me whatever you’re getting” I said.

“Okay” she said walking back into her room.

Looking onto my city I thought about how much had changed. My life was so different to Chanel's, I didn't grow up the way she did I had nothing. My father was killed when I was two . My mother did what she could to raise me at first but I guess the burden of raising a black son alone was too much for her. She got hooked onto drugs and it was downhill from there. There were nights for weeks on end I wondered were my next meal and clothes were coming from. Till I decided I needed to start looking after myself, by 15 I was selling the very drugs my mother was hooked on and by 17 I caught my first body. I grew up a lot faster than I should have but it was just apart of the game.

If I was honest though I loved, this life. The thrill, the power, the money.

Smirking I thought about how far I’d come. That hungry little boy grew up to be a boss. A king in the making.

Chanel:

“Ahmeek, the Uber eat’s is here” I yelled from my office.

“Ight I'll get it ” he yelled back.

Going over the spreadsheet in front of me I signed. I'd been so wrapped up in Meek that I hadn't been to work in the past two days and unfortunately I was paying for it now.

The sound of my phone ringing distracted me from my work. Looking down at my screen I noticed my father's name.

Dropping my pen, I picked up my phone. “Hey dad”

“I thought you forgot about me” he said.

“I could never forget about you, dad I’ve just been a little busy” I said.

"I can imagine, getting into brawls in the club can be time consuming" he said

Leaning back in my chair I let out a deep breath preparing myself for the lecture I knew was coming.

"I was standing up for myself, I don't take to kindly to disrespect I'm pretty sure you taught me that"

"So who is he?"

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

"Chanel, cut me the bullshit. You either tell me or I find out on my own"

Feeling my temper flare, I tried my best to calm myself down. "Dad, I’m about to be 25 not 15” I said.

“We’ll talk over dinner tomorrow night” he said.

“If your going to lecture me about my life choices than i’ll pass"

There was a tap on the door. "Come in". Meek stepped into my office, with our food in his hand.

“Dad I have to go” I said.

“Dinner tomorrow night Chanel, don’t make me come to you” he said.

Ending the call I threw my phone down on the desk. The bubble that I'd been living in for the past two days has officially been popped. My father always knew just how to piss me off in mere seconds. He was overprotective and it was starting to get old. I'm a grown woman and I didn't need him interfering in my life.

“What’s wrong baby girl?” Meek asked.

“Nothing” I said.

“Come here” he said.

Sighing I followed his command. Walking into his open arms I rested my head on his chest , the smell of his Dior cologne mixed with the weed he'd just finished smoking calmed me. It had become my new favorite scent, the tense in my body left with every inhale.

“Now, tell me what’s wrong” he asked.

“My dad called, he knows about the fight. And he wants to have dinner tomorrow"

"What’s wrong with that"

"My father’s controlling and extremely overprotective. I’m sure he has people already looking into who I was fighting and who I was with. It’s only a matter of time before he finds out about you"

"That’s what you’re worried about? Him finding out about me?"

"Kind of, but I’m just tired of him trying to control my life I’m not a little girl anymore"

"He’s going to find out about me anyway, cause I’m not going anywhere” Meek said kissing the top of her head.