Chapter. 1

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Rugzy POV

After that smell it me my head instantly popped you "Bitch that's just nasty as fuck, don't you ever come in here and think i'm about to put my face down there. I don't even know what tf that smell is"

I through her clothes to her still trying to put that shit together.

"Yo pussy smell like the whole damn ocean mixed with mothballs and shit." I told her

After she ran out my house i had to wash my damn face and change my shirt.

I walked down stairs to see Chrissy ; my housekeeper cleaning up in the kitchen

"Chrissy can you make sure you change my bed spread, transfer all calls to my phone after your done dusting and everything"

"Yes Sir' Mr.Miller ill get to it." She told me nodding

I smiled walking outside looking at which car i was going to take . After a couple minutes i choose my blue and black bugatti Veyron.

     ~        I pulled up to the warehouse parking in the back like always. I walked in smiling when i saw Henry tied to the chair

"Well Well Well" I said sitting at my desk "If it isn't Henry. Where is my money?" I questioned

"I-I was going to make the drop wh-When i got robbed" He stuttered

"I told you when i gave you my shit to be careful now how fucking hard can that be!" I said ready to blow his head off

"I'm- I'm gonna get your money man i-i swear" His voice was shakey

I chuckled standing up and walking over to him with my gun in my hand, i placed it on the right side of his head

"Do you know who took it?" I asked

"Boss who would steal from you? That's to dangerous" Blake said with a chuckle

I got my other gun and placed it on Henry's chest. I watched his eyes slowly travel towards Chris before shooting back in my direction

I pulled the trigger and blood spatted every where "Don't fuck with my money"

"Chris" I chucked "I see your stealing from me my boy. I tought you about this."

Before he could speak i slapped him with my gun. He fell and i bent down to his level

"Don't fuck with my money" I said standing up shooting him in his chest

"Die slow my boy." I said walking to my desk grabbing and blunt

"Clean this shit up and get them bitches out of here." I told them

Don't fuck with my money . I say that every fucking day if i trust you with my shit and some dumb shit happen

That's your fucking life you just ended

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