A Thug's Temptation #2

A Thug's Temptation

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A Thug's Temptation

Prologue





"You know I love you, Alana." I sighed as I put my shirt back on. Twenty minutes in the house and she already bitching at me.

"You don't act like it anymore. Where you going?" She asked as she pulled the covers off of her and got off the bed.

"I'm not bout to sit here and let you bitch at me all damn night. You out yo' damn mind?" I said as I sat on the edge of the be texting.

"I'm tired of all these bitches claiming to be yo' side chick and yo baby mama! Keshuan, you needa put yo hoes in check. As the bitch of this fuckin' house you damn sure gone listen to what I got to say." She said as she stood in front of me while I held my phone and looked at this bitch like she was stupid.

Alana and I go way back. We been together since freshman year of High school. She was a slut back then but when I dropped her, she begged she would be my down bitch and stand by me. I hope she still doing that.

I ain't innocent either though. When I'm not home with her, I'm either making money or fucking another bitch. Lana pussy ain't made of gold cause it damn sure don't do shit for me. I haven't even fucked her in the last month or two cause I get the goods from others that know how to work theirs.



"Alana, if you don't back the hell out my face ima deck yo ass." I said as I looked at her. Don't even start thinking I beat females cause I don't. That's some bitch made ass shit.

"What chu gone do, Suan!" She said as she put her hands in my face, "What chu gone do?"

I sucked my teeth before I got up and pushed her on the bed, "You know damn well I don't hit females, but you testing me. This my house! You don't pay for shit in here. I pay the fuckin' bills to this damn house and the clothes you fuckin' wear. You see this house? It cost more then you fuckin' worth. You better be lucky yo' ass even here. I could throw yo ass in the dirt any second. Don't ever disrespect me. Cause with out all the shit I bought and did for you, you ain't worth a fuckin' penny. You understand me?"

She nodded her head, yes. I stood up and walked out the room. I grabbed my shit and walked out the door. I unlocked the doors to my truck before driving to the trap house.

I opened the door as the smell of weed engulfed me. The female workers were naked as the packaged up cocaine. That was so none of them could still my shit. If they even tried they're head would be on the fucking ground in front of all the workers so they knew not to fuck with me.

I walked upstairs to what I called the Vanity Room. It was empty and worthless but I always checked it because I knew this was the only room where someone could get privacy in the house. If some nigga was planning on doing me wrong, I would know. I had secret cameras all around the room.

When I found it empty I walked to the room across from it, the Lounge Room. It's where ONLY my main squad could talk and just fuck around. Everybody was smoking and laughing.

"Suan, what's you on?" Zane asked.

"Nothing, yo'. Alana ass fucking wit me again." I said as I took a seat on the blue couch.

"I told yo' ass you needa drop her ass." He said.

"You know she been down with me for years now. I can't do her like that."

"How long have we known each other," He looked at me before continuing, "18 years! I've been here longer than her ass and ever since you met her you wear a damn frown on yo' face. You 26 years old nigga and soon yo ass gone be 30! It's time to settle down with a real woman. Someone who gone hold yo' ass down instead of fuckin' other broke ass niggas."

"How you know she fuckin' other niggas. She mainly in the damn bed all day." I said.

"Man, she just seem like a hoe."

I couldn't even deny it because it was true. She wore slutty shit, can I mention that was expensive as hell. Letting niggas look at her while I'm out here making money to bring home. She ain't never had no job. Cause I always had money for her ass.

But now it's time for her to pay me back..

Zane was happily married with one kid and another on the way. He had a bad girl, Champy. Champy held him down when he was at his worst and best, even when he ain't have shit.

"How Champy doing?" I asked.

"Bitchy as fuckin ever. Her hormonal ass."

I chuckled, "Nigga she holding yo' baby boy. You know how it is, you got her pregnant before."

"Worst fucking nine months of my life," He sighed as his phone rung, "Damn,"

He shook his head before he answered, "Hello..Hey baby.. I'm wit Suan.. How you going into labor and you only damn 6 months.. I ain't know that .. No, ma.. I'm not trying to fuck with you.. I'm not playing games Champ ... Champagne chill man.. Aight, whateva .. It's okay baby, I know you ain't mean it ... Yeah, I love you too."

I chuckled as he hung up, "Yo ass needa go to her for she lash out on yo ass when you get home."

He got up and dapped me, "I'll holla at chu later."

"Aye, Suan. My cuz my birthday tomorrow. Think you could come and show some love?" Rod asked as he ashed his cigarette.

"Which one is this?" I asked. I was close with Rod family since he was like family.

"Terrence. It's his 23rd."

"Aight. I'll come through. I gotta get home to baby girl." I said before I left after putting the workers out after getting a guard to check them.



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I kicked off my shoes and pulled my shirt over my head as I walked into the bedroom. It was a smell in the air mixed with air freshener. Alana must of been working out.

I pulled my pants down before I lifted the covers off Alana's sleeping body. I kissed her forehead before I went to sleep.



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"So you're leaving again?!" Alana asked as I pulled my gold chain on. I shook my wet dreads out since I just took a shower.

"Yeah." I said before I picked up my wallet and phone.

"Suan, I gotta tell you something." She said as she turned her head away.

I sighed, "What?"

"I'm pregnant." She said before she put her hand to her flat stomach.

I sucked my teeth, "You ain't pregnant and if you is you betta get yo' shit ready."

I stared at her as she looked surprised, "Why?" She asked.

"I ain't fucked you in over a month. If you got pregnant that's somebody else's seed and you and him gone get fucked up." I said.

"I only fucked you! I'm loyal to you."

"Look me in my eyes and say that shit." I said as I stared at her before I shook my head when she stayed silent, "When I come back yo' ass better be gone."

I walked out the house and got on the road to Zane's house.



"Hey Ke Ke!" Champy yelled as she hugged me after opening the door.

"I told you not to call me that gay ass name, Champ." I said as I walked in.

"Mhmm. How that girl doing?" She asked as she sat next to me on the couch of her living room.

"She old news now." I said as I sat back and sighed.

"Aw what happened?" She said as she held her stomach and pouted.

"She cheated,"

"Don't yo ass cheat to?" She said as Zane walked down stairs.

"She pregnant with that nigga baby." I said.

"If you need me to burry that hoe six feet under, I will! You know I got you Ke Ke!" She said as she put her hands up and punched the air.

"You ain't got shit. You better stay yo ass in this house." Zane said as he sat on the other white couch.

Champy rolled her eyes, "Whatever. But remember what I said, Keshuan." She said before she walked upstairs as Zaniah, their baby girl, started crying.

"You hitting up Terrence party tonight?" I asked Zane.

"Yeah, If Champy ass let me out the damn house." He replied.

"Pussy whipped ass." I whispered.

"You damn right!" Champy yelled from downstairs, "Momma puts it down!"

"See she nosey as hell." Zane said as he shook his head.

"She hold it down though." I said. I looked up to Champy as a aunt though she was younger than me.

"Yeah cause every King needs a Queen."



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