King POV
*A Week Later*
"You don't never see your son!" I rolled my eyes as my babymomma continued to fill my ears with bullshit. I ain't never missed a day in that boy's life but this shit is mad ridiculous. If I didn't come see him, the little nigga obviously wouldn't know who I am! Ever since she caught me and that girl from Walmart, Lauren been on some other shit. Now she bitching about some bullshit that don't make sense.
"Y'all both live here dumb ass" I said nonchalantly. She scoffed as she took a seat at the end of the dinner table. She rolled her eyes and held her head in her hand using her elbow as support.
I smirked as I made her shut the fuck up. I met Lauren a year ago at a club. She was a stripper hired to entertain us niggas, but of course she came at me. We fucked a few times til one day she said she was pregnant. Of course I made her get a DNA test cause the hoe was a stripper. Turns out I was the father so I took care of mine. She thought it was a good idea to get back together for the baby.
I slapped that thought out her head. I only act like I like her when my son in the room. Whenever he's not, she just another hoe with a baby. I don't even fuck her cause I know she pull whatever she used to get KJ here, she gone do it again. I only let her suck my dick. Ghetto ass even sucked my dick in a Walmart once. But some hoe interrupted us. Shawty even smoked my blunt.
But I ain't gone lie. Baby girl was fine as fuck, but I don't need Lauren bitching about her again like we go out.
"King?!" I snapped out of thoughts and looked at my heated baby momma. I rolled my eyes and continued upstairs. I ain't feel like arguing with her over no dumb shit. I don't even know why I agreed for this bitch to stay here. She be trying to sneak in my room, but I keep that shit locked. I don't trust the bitch. Baby or not, I'm supporting my son, not her.
"Where's my son?!" She yelled as I was about to go upstairs. I ignored her as I continued to my bedroom. I heard her footsteps running to the staircase. I was about to snap as she grabbed the back of my shirt, trying to pull me down the stairs. This the shit I'm talking about. My mother taught me better so I don't hit a woman. But i'll fuck a bitch up. I whipped around, pushing her ass down the three steps she climbed to get to me.
I turned around continuing to go back upstairs. I knew I shouldn't have said nothing about moving here. I was planning on just taking KJ and my workers and we move our shit down here in Atlanta. Her noisy ass friends gone snitch and have her ass here before the plan even landed. That shit irked the fuck outta me! Shit like that make my ball hairs stand.
Miracle POV
I was in my light purple Lamborghini headed to my mini mansion in the east end of the city. You could say I was made of money, but that shit comes from hard work. I was never given shit, so for y'all who think I'm fronting, take several seats. Bitches out here couldn't do what me and my workers do to survive everyday if you paid them. I don't fuck with too many bitches except my girls, Faith and Testimony. We run the state of Georgia together.
We been the three musketeers since diapers. Faith's my half sister, while Testimony my bitch from the 3rd grade. Me and Faith's daddy left the both of us so that's why we even started talking. We made it our life plan to find that bastard and hang him by his testicles. Shit was crucial! Me and my moms struggled until me and Faith went to work in the streets. Ever since, our mothers been dressed down in LV and Gucci.
I pulled up to my house in my circular driveway after I punched in the code to the gate. My empire made me probably one of the richest bitches in all of the east side. Of course I had to body a few niggas and commit many sins to get where I am. If God engraved my name in a spot in hell, I wouldn't be surprised. I'd be indifferent. I still made my name on Earth, heaven ain't till years away.
As I opened the door, I was greeted by Hulio. My house keeper/maid/boy toy. Hulio was atleast 21. He worked in the empire time to time but overall, he stayed at my house. I would be lying if I said he wasn't fine. He was about 6'2, Hispanic background, lightskin, deep brown eyes that made me wet everytime I looked into them. He would give me head whenever I was stressed but sometimes I would let him fuck. His shit was a good size, so I allowed it. But he would have to have a condom everytime.
"Hey mami" He said in his Spanish accent. I smirked as he took my jacket. I looked around and smiled as my house was clean. I felt hands go around my waist as I felt his minty breathe on my neck.
"I've missed you" He whispered into my ear. I whipped around, placing my hands around his neck.
"Show me" I said softly as he immediately pushed my leggings down to my ankles, pressing my back against the wall. As he put my legs on his shoulders, I moaned as I felt him take my clit in his mouth.
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-First chapter!
-King&Lauren?
-What's with Lauren?
-Miracle&Hulio?
-Hulio (HOO-LEE-O)
•HolyMade•
