Ch2.

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Laila POV
📍 Fruit Town Piru Compton, CA

"The fuck we doing here ?" Amelia asked looking round. Justin brought us to this warehouse and Ion even know how to feel bout this. Imma beat his canadian ass fasho.

"The boys coming back in a min." Justin said typing away on his phone.

"Boys ? What boys ?" I asked.

"Chris, Dave and August. The club wasn't safe so Chris wanted to bring y'all here." He shrugged. I nodded and walked round the warehouse. It looks empty they only had a TV and couches. Boring tho. I thought they did like hella drug shit in warehouses.

"What is this place ?" I asked, Justin looked up from his phone.

"This the private warehouse. Ain't nobody know shit bout this place. Only Chris has the key." Justin explained. I nodded.

There was a knock on the door and Justin went to open the door.

"Girl Chris is feeling you that's why we here." Amelia punched my shoulder.

"He doesn't even know me." I laughed shaking my head.

"Watch him come inside and scoop you up." She smirked. I looked confused. The door opened again and Chris, Justin, August and Dave walked inside.

Chris walked straight to me he didn't even say hello. He nodded his head at me motioning for me to follow him. I looked at Amelia and she threw her thumbs up. I rolled my eyes and walked behind him.

We walked inside a small room with a couch and a fridge literally nothing. I walked inside and he closed the door behind him. I sat down on the couch and he leaned with his back against the door staring at me. I was becoming nervous under his stare.

"Imma be straight up honest with you, I want you." He blurted out. My eyes widened.

"What ?" I asked nervously.

"I saw you at the club and felt your energy. I want you babygirl. You got a man ?" He asked sitting next to me.

"No I don't." I shook my head.

"Good so I don't have to shoot a nigga. Put yo number in my phone babygirl." He handed me his phone. I went to his contacts and my eyes widened when I saw that he had 3 contacts. Dave, Justin and August. Nobody else. I put my number in there and handed his phone back.

"Thankyou beautifull." He smiled. I blushed at his compliment.

"So wassup tell me bout you." He leaned back and opened his legs making our legs touch.

"I'm in college." I spoke softly.

"Good, I like my lady with a head on her neck. You fine as fuck too. Bet our kids gon be beautifull." He bit his lip at me. I had to clench my legs. This man was close to getting his dick sucked.

"Children ?" I laughed nervously.

"Yeah babygirl see you wanna know something bout me ?" He leaned his elbows on his knees and stared at me. He was so close to me it was crazy. I nodded for him to continue what he was saying.

"I don't play, I love. I love hard. And I fuck hard. I don't play with feelings. I don't lie. I don't cheat and I don't do bullshit relationships when I want you, I want you and only you. I'm giving you time to properly fall for me, but you better make it fast because I'm giving it a year and we getting married." He said. I was biting my lip. His confidence is a turn on. Definitely. I stared him in the face and he did the same with me.

He leaned in closer. His soft lips connected with my cheek while his warm hand grabbed my neck. He was messing up my panties.

"You so fucking beautifull to me." He whispered and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. He's close. He IS close.

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