My Italian man(Rewriting)

Damon

Damon called around 1:00 this morning saying I needed to get down at the trap house so we can make a drop but something in the pit of my stomach told me that today was going to change, that something isn't going to go right. Even though I felt uneasiness in my stomach money is money so I still got up and took my shower and got dressed in all black because well why not. Getting at the trap I got out and made my way into the building looking around there were nothing but naked bitches counting money and bagging drugs

"Aye Karma when you gone let a nigga hit with your fine ass", I turned around feeling a slap on my ass I got heated real quick ready to lay a nigga six feet under

" KJ touch me again and you'll be having my foot so far up your ass"!! I pushed KJ out the way and made my way upstairs" Mane I don't want your ugly ass anyway" without even turning around I flipped him the bird making my way to Damion's office I knocked and opened the door to him smoking a cigar,

"What's babygirl" Damion exclaimed while licking his lips and looking me up and down, I sat down and crossed my legs taking my strap off my waist and putting it on my lap, while doing this damion moved closer to where he was now sitting closer " You know you looking real good this morning Karma" I looked this nigga up and down and smirked and leaned closer " I know, now where we doing this drop and when" I sat back and almost laughed at his facial expression Damion leaned back also with a sour expression on his face he cleared his throat and gave me this piece of paper

" I made a deal with a couple of people if I get this drop done correctly and on time we get 50k in the cut sounds good"? I thought about it and shook my head "Yeah lets do this" I stood walking out the door with Damion right behind me feeling his eyes staring at my ass I rolled my eyes and got into his all black escalade and made myself comfortable and then we took off.