•Tahani Lowars•
"Hani"
My eyes are heavy and in between my thighs are sore. I never imagined sex could feel this good. And I never thought I would've told Taj I love him. It's something we both knew but never expressed. After that moment we are fully one another's.
I trace his tattoos on his neck while he lays there with his eyes closed quietly. I scoot up a little planting a kiss on his lips and cuddling him closely. "You really love me?" I question knowing he's not completely sleep because he usually snores a little.
He wraps his arm around me pulling me close so that my cheek is against his chest and his chin is on my forehead. "Hell yeah girl. You mean everything to me."
I smile to myself sitting up I remember the bad times. All the bad times I hoped I could just forget about again. The time it's Keoni, the times with Seven. And in this moment it all felt worth it, knowing that no matter how much I pushed Taj away or how much I went through that he'd always be here waiting on me.
"I've never had anyone say that to me before." I admit feeling myself grow a little emotional.
"Stop that," he kisses me on my lips. "I love you." Just hearing him say that again causes a smile to form on my face.
That smile turns to a frown when his phone starts ringing. He sighs sitting up he reaches for his phone. "Wassup?" He speaks into the phone while looking at me. His eyes never leaving me.
I don't know why but my stomach started to instantly hurt in this moment.
"Ight here I come." He stands up quickly brushing me aside as he hurries to put his pants on.
"Where are you going?" I question. I don't know if it's the fact that we just had sex or said that we love eachother but I just feel like we shouldn't be away from eachother right now.
"I'm sorry," Taj apologizes. "Some new nigga called me saying we were supposed to meet up for this shipment right now. I'll be right back, okay?"
I knit my eye brows together in confusion feeling my stomach tighten and my heart speed up. "Some new guy? Right now? At least call Issac first that doesn't make any sense."
"Baby he had my number and he knew all the info he's definitely on the meet up crew." Taj doesn't seem fazed at all by it.
He attempts to kiss me on the forehead and walk away but I wrap the blanket around myself standing up I grip him by the hand. He pauses looking down at our hands and then into my eyes. I feel sensations run up my spine. "I'll be okay. I promise you mama. I'll be back before you know it." He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me close he hugs me.
"Promise?" I ask him again my face against his chest. I don't know why but something in me was telling me not to let him walk out of that door. I just blamed it on attached feelings.
"I promise." He reassures me seriously. He kisses me passionately before saying. "I love you." He grabs his phone off the stand and his wallet before walking away.
For some reason my heart sinks. And just when the realization hit me that these feelings about him leaving might definitely be a warning I'm running down the stairs as if my life depends on it. By the time I make it outside to stop him it's too late.
His car is already gone.
•Torin Truman•
"Taj"
I hold my phone to my ear while looking around. It's pitch black and there's not a loading truck in sight or anybody. This is really suspect considering that whenever there is meet ups it's about six other people and two huge loading cars.
"Yeah OG where everybody at for the meet ups?" I question while looking around.
"What? What meet ups?" As soon as he says that my mind goes to Tahani. Last thing I wanted was to leave her alone in that bed after we did what we did. I really do love that girl and want to spend the rest of my life with her. Yeah we have had issues but I plan on fixing that. I just didn't want to let Issac down.
But now that I'm here something is clearly not adding up. Was somebody playing on my phone,m? How did they know the information? Is this a set up-
Suddenly my phone is being knocked out of my hand and I'm being shoved. I fall to the ground, I quickly try to stand up to my feet only to find that I'm surrounded by about five niggas covered in black. I put up a fight as much as I can giving about two of them a clean punch to the face. And in return they deliver me hard hits to the abdomen. Each hit sending me down. I try to fight it as much as I can and I put up a good fight. The only thing I couldn't stand up from being a knife wound to my side.
Just as the bag goes over my head the last thing I see before darkness is a image of Hani's beautiful face in my mind.
• • • •
When the cloth is yanked off of my face my eyes ache as I struggle to adjust them to the bright light inside the warehouse. My face in pain from the bruises, blood going down my mouth and my stab wound on my side bleeding through my clothes. I stare at the men in front of me. There are about six of them, five of them are wearing all black and masked with machine guns in their hands while the one in the front has his face on full display.
His Mexican features as clear as day, his hair and his complexion somewhat a give away. And the fact that he looks oddly familiar. I think I remember Issac telling me about him. "Do you know who I am?" He doesn't have a Spanish accent instead he sounds just like I do.
I spit my blood onto the ground. "A dead man walking." I struggle to get out.
He laughs dusting off his expensive all black suit that doesn't have the slightest wrinkle on it. He runs a hand over his waves looking around before landing his eyes back on me. "My madre (mother) raised me to at times he respectful. So I'll introduce myself to you. I am Miguel Emilio Alejandro García, I am the heir to the largest mob to hit all of Mexico."
Now I know exactly who he is. Being the partner of a large company like Issac & Naomi's Issac taught me about all of the important people especially the ones important to the business & the streets. From what he told me the García's aren't to be fucked with. Their pops is black, his mom is fully Mexican and all his family besides his household raised family lives in . He referred to Miguel as the "baby" of the family. The youngest out of two siblings but the only person who was crazy enough to run a mob family. Issac told me he didn't work with him because back in the day him and Naomi had those issues they had with the Santiago's and most of the gangs from Mexico hated them after that. From what I know Miguel lives no where near here and has never paid a visit.
That is until now.
"They call me Mulo (mew-low) , I know you're probably wondering why I'd do something like this to you."
"You must not know who you fuckin' with." I curse trying to get out of being tied to the chairs but the knots are so tight. Each breath I take more blood leaves my stab wound.
He ignores what I said completely as does his men. "You see my family has always admired Naomi & Issac. Their guts is something my bloodline never thought people from this place had. But the kind of deal we want is not one that is easily given." He places his hands out and one of his men pass him a hand gun. That causes me to sit up straight and when I try to move reality hits me again that I can't.
The sound of the gun going off sounds throughout the warehouse and I feel the bullet hit me in the chest. I look down the burning sensation taking over and deep breaths leave my lips. In an instant I start to think about everything. About how I never fixed things with my mom, about how I might not ever get a chance to meet my niece and be apart of her life, about how me and Joey had so many plans for the company. But most of all I thought about how I might not be able to stick around to love and be with Tahani. And that broke my heart and caused a pain more than any bullet could.
He continues to explain himself as if he didn't even shoot me. "You see I've did my research and I see now that the only way to combine my families money with yours would be to have an arranged marriage with no one other than Tahani Lowars. But I'm not stupid, I've asked around and the entire city knows you never leave her sight. I apologize for having to do this to you," he doesn't sound sincere at all. He even has this crazy smirk on his face as he comes towards me kneeling down at my feet. "I would say that it's not personal but it very much is."
I feel blood leaving my lips and I watch as he raises his gun, stepping back a far enough distance. He pulls the trigger the gun going off and a bullet hitting me on the side of my head piercing through. I know that this is my end. Tahani I love you with everything in me. I just wish we would've had more tim-
My last thought was ended by that bullet to the side of my head.