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By NITHEEMENACE

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By NITHEEMENACE

Walking inside her salon and tossing her pink Micheal Kors purse on her shoulder whilst fixing her Jean jacket together Sierra held the door open for her mom and smiled as she looked around the completed black, gold, and marble white interior.

Knowing it would be a few more months until the exterior was fully completed and a few things in the interior Sierra knew she had to start working on promotion for the salon.

"Wah Lah Momma!" Sierra happily spoke as she opened her arms and slowly spun around. Watching her mom's face glow in excitement and pride Sierra smiled and continued showing her around.

"Wow, my Si Si is really growing and moving into bigger things in life. I'm so proud of you baby! This looks so beautiful." Her mom encouraged her.

"Aw, thanks momma!" Sierra said as she hugged her.

As her mom embraced her with a tighter hug and planted a kiss on her cheek, Sierra felt a heartwarming sensation. These were the cherished moments she missed during her time away, and finally reuniting with her mom brought a sense of comfort she'd been needing, especially after months of separation and the challenges life had thrown her way.

Strolling past her dedicated station, distinct from the area where others would work on hair, Sierra wanted to ensure that her role as the salon owner and head stylist was evident to clients. Her fingers traced the sleek black matte countertop, and a satisfied nod followed, relishing the tactile pleasure it provided.

"This looks beautiful Christian thank you!" Sierra said as Christian slid off his work gloves and stuffed them inside his pockets.

"Your very welcome Sierra. And this whole process and getting water and the heated floors in will take no longer than two months. So hopefully by then, you're able to get everything up and running." He explained.

"Ok and how much is the finished cost?" Sierra asked as she got up from her chair.

"Oh that's already paid off," Christian said causing Sierra to furrow her brows in confusion as to how it got paid.

"A miracle must've came through 'cause last time I saw it was 12,000 left to pay?" Sierra asked.

"See that I'm not able to disclose." Thinking of who all had access to her payment information Sierra smiled to herself as she knew exactly who paid for it.

"Well then Happy Thanksgiving and thank you again for your work I really appreciate it!"

After ensuring Christian left and finishing looking around the salon, Sierra meticulously secured the salon, double-checking each lock. Satisfied that everything was in order, she left the space, ensuring no detail was overlooked.

"It gets so dark early now I can't stand it." Her mom said as they hopped inside of Sierra's car.

"I know right?" Sierra agreed.

"You guys only have 1 more day here Mommy and since it is thanksgiving I wanted everyone to get to sit down and actually meet Zane tonight." Sierra offered.

"That's fine with me I would love to meet him he seems like a gentleman which I love for you." She said.

"I really can't wait for the day when you push out my grandchild." She added

Snapping her head towards her mom and scrunching her face Sierra scoffed. "If I have a baby right now my name ain't what it is!"

Her mom laughed. "Girl stop it! Children are blessings ok! And I'm just saying I can't wait to be the rich glam ma and buy her or him expensive things!"

Letting off a small smile Sierra playfully rolled her eyes and focused back on the road as they headed towards the Harlem Irving Plaza.

"So this nigga been talking behind my back right in front of my fuckin face to this nigga!?" Zane questioned King as they reviewed security footage of TJ.

"These niggas is really out to get you Zane and they so close to you which makes this shit even worse." King stated.

Looking down and shaking his head Zane looked over at his Glock that sat on the desk and knew what he had to do. He wasn't ever scared to lay someone down but TJ just wasn't anyone he was someone who he's worked with and gotten close with so it did kinda It hurt to realize that people he considered 'friends' or 'family' were turning against him knowing many people was out to kill Zane.

Zane still hadn't processed all the pain his grandma's death had caused upon him and having to kill someone right now didn't make it any better. But instead of processing everything and moving smart Zane took it upon himself to get the job done today instead of sending someone else to do it especially now that he was big in the game and anyone could easily get to him when he moved by himself.

"Ight bro Ima head out and go handle some business. Ima hit you when I'm at the crib." Zane said as he tucked his Glock into his belt and dapped King up.

"Move smart my nigga" King said as he glanced down at Zane's piece that stuck out of his belt. Nodding and heading out the door Zane sighed and got into his car. Pulling out all black gloves from the arm rest and placing the in the cup holder Zane started up his car and drove off.

5:03 pm
Reading the text Sierra had sent him and tucking his phone back inside his pocket Zane rolled his limo-tinted window halfway down as he sat outside the club and watched TJ laugh with his peoples before entering the club.

Nonchalantly placing his Glock on his leg, Zane ignited a blunt, the smoke swirling around as he fixated on the club's entrance. Zane wasn't stupid and he led him right into his trap by having them meet at King's Lounge yesterday.

Tensions rose within Zane, fueled by the betrayal he had discovered through King. TJ had been playing both sides, and Zane was tired of nigga's playing on his top and thinking shit was sweet when it came down to him like they wouldn't see the light and finding out from King TJ was speaking to someone after he left about his every move Zane had no other choice but to take him out.

Seeing the doors open and realizing it wasn't TJ his patience started to wear thin and he decided to take matters into his own. Throwing his hoodie over his head and opening his car door Zane looked both ways making sure no one saw him enter the building before strolling past the street and entering the club.

Stepping into the pulsating energy of the club, Zane was greeted by a kaleidoscope of colors, the thumping beats reverberating through the air. As the spotlight shined over strippers shaking ass and titties on the silver poles Zane looked them up and down before looking around the club for TJ.

Catching a glimpse of TJ getting a lap dance by one of the strippers Zane cocked back his Glock and moved by the Red curtain. Peaking through the curtain and seeing TJ trace his hands down her body Zane made one last look around before revealing the cold steel of his Glock 19 and unleashing a symphony of gunfire that shattered the club's fleeting tranquility.

"Ayo! Someone lighting this shit up get the fuck out!!" Someone yelled as everyone started screaming and rushing out the door.

As the gold bullets flew out of the Gun panic ensued as bullets found their marks, leaving the girl's lifeless figure on the floor which TJ tried to use her as a shield. Letting off a few more TJ, attempting to shield himself, succumbed to the relentless assault, his body absorbing fatal wounds as the bullets entered his chest and neck.

Ducking down and be blending in with the crowd Zane ran out the club and held his hoodie over his face as he jumped into his car. Burning rubber and hitting the road Zane blew out a breath of air as he heard sirens and kept looking up into the rearview praying he made it out before they could see him.

7:21 pm
Humming and singing along to the soothing tones of Anita Baker playing in the background, Sierra gracefully placed the round honey cornbread on the large display bowl and positioned the knife, specifically crafted for cutting sizable pieces, under the cornbread.

Turning her head, She caught Issac grabbing a slice of her mom's famous glazed ham. She laughed and playfully slapped his shoulder. "I'm finna tell momma! You better stop it!"

"I swear I missed her cooking so damn bad! Ima need me like five whole plates just for me," Issac joked.

"I know right like she really be throwing down! But next thanksgiving we might just have to do a cook off cause a whole bunch of people done said my cooking better but you know you ain't hear that from me!" Sierra quipped as she threw her hand up.

"See now I'm definitely telling momma you said that!" Issac joked as he walked away.

Playfully rolling her eyes and smiling Sierra stirred the pot of collard greens and shredded turkey and placed the top back on. Looking around the kitchen to see large ten foil pans of cooked food covered up and lined up down the counter Sierra wiped her hands on the towel and smiled as she seen her little cousins playing around the living room which she missed.

Seeing the front door open and Zane walk through she placed the towel on the oven handle and walked over towards him. "Happy thanksgiving baby."

Wrapping his arms around Sierra's waist and hugging her Sierra pulled back and gently kissed his cheek. As he glanced around, the ambiance of the house resonated with brown and red Thanksgiving-themed decorations, creating an atmosphere of festive warmth. The laughter of children playing added a lively touch, and in that moment of time, Zane's heart swelled with an unfamiliar yet comforting emotion.

Accustomed to a life without family, or holiday celebrations the sight of the Thanksgiving gathering made him feel, for the first time, as if he had finally found a sense of belonging—a makeshift family that transformed the holiday into a meaningful and cherished moment.

"You set this up Ma?" Zane asked as he looked into Sierra's eyes.

"You told me that you didn't have family and I know the family you did have is gone so I wanted you to have a good Thanksgiving and enjoy the holiday with my family baby." Sierra said.

Seeing his face soften Sierra could see that this really touched his heart and she loved that she could make his life change for the better by any chance she got. "Fuck.. You gone make a nigga cry Ma! Shit like this I really do appreciate."

"Aww baby don't cry! I'm glad I can make you happy." Sierra said.

Gently placing a soft kiss on her lips Zane smiled as they both walked over towards the kitchen and he greeted each and every one of her family members. Grabbing a plate and waiting in line to grab a portion of everything Zane couldn't keep himself from smiling at the scene of everyone enjoying Thanksgiving. He really appreciated Sierra for helping make a memory like this for him.

Grabbing his filled plated and sitting down at the table with the rest of them, Zane connected his hands with Sierra and one of her cousins, Mykel, as her mom began saying prayer. After saying grace he got right into his food.

"Aye man you wanna play some football with me after we eat?" Tyler, Sierra's little cousin asked Zane as he tossed his football up in the air.

Letting off a small laugh Zane shook his head. "Yeah little nigga we can but just know they call me Odell 2.0." Zane joked.

Hearing Tyler smack his teeth they both laughed. "Nah man you ain't better than me you can even ask Sierra and she'll tell you I wiped out the whole football team at my school!"

Looking over at Sierra for confirmation she laughed and nodded her head. "He's been saying this story to everyone since 3rd grade and he's 10 in 5th grade now. But yeah.. He did wipe the whole football team out!" Sierra explained prompting Zane to laugh.

Finishing up playing football with Tyler and Mykel Sierra's cousins and picking up all the food Zane figured he'd personally introduce himself to Sierra's mom. "Zane! It's nice to finally meet you!" Sierra's mom exclaimed with excitement, pulling him into a warm hug.

"You too Ms. Ashlyn" Zane replied, prompting a playful scrunch on her face at the use of her formal name.

"Oh, honey I'm not Ashlyn to you. From here on you can call me Mom! You love my daughter and she loves you and I think you fit well for her so.. I'd be glad to have you apart of our family son!" Ashlyn warmly expressed, causing Zane to smile and reciprocate a hug.

While no one could replace the spot in his heart reserved for his mom, hearing those words managed to close a door in Zane's heart. It filled him with happiness, knowing that he now had people to call family, even if they weren't connected by blood.

"I don't mean to curse Infront of you but damn thank you for that momma. Words can't even express how thankful I am for your daughter. She really puts a smile on my face that I ain't never had from no woman I been with." Zane expressed.

"Aww I'm glad to hear that her presence makes you feel comfortable! It was really nice to meet you Son! And I pray you continue to stay blessed Zane!" Ashlyn said as she gave him a hug and placed a quick kiss on his cheek.

Dapping up her cousins and hugging her Auntie and Uncle Zane closed the door behind them and looked at Sierra who was smiling as she cleaned up the food and placed them in the fridge. Coming behind her and helping clean up Sierra washed her hands and walked over to Zane.

Leaning her head on his shoulder Zane looked at her. "They a handful right?" Sierra jokingly asked. "Nah actually I enjoyed myself and I fuck with them.. they family to me now." Zane said.

"That's good baby. I'm happy you finally letting me in and not tryna act all tough and shit!" Sierra teased.

"And I also just wanna say thank you for paying off the salon! You tried to be slick and I should really punch you in your chest right now Zane! But I appreciate that help baby!" Sierra said as she softly pushed his chest causing him to laugh.

"You welcome ma. And that's just the beginning It's more to come." Placing both of her hands on Zane's face and giving him a kiss Zane grabbed both of her legs and lifted her up before carrying her into the bedroom.

Softly placing her down onto the bed Sierra wrapped her arms around Zane's neck as he hovered over her and passionately kissed her. Low moans filled the kiss as she felt him slide his hand down her stomach and rub her thighs as he slowly pulled off her black thong and shorts.

"Take this off." he urged as he took her bra strap and started popping the hooks off one by one against her caramel skin.

Reaching her hand back and fully taking it off exposing her breasts. Pulling off his black shirt and watching as Zane cupped one of her breasts, Sierra lowly moaned her back arching off of the bed and her teeth sinking deep into her bottom lip as Zane lowered himself down and kissed her stomach.

Shifting himself halfway off the bed Zane put her legs on his shoulders and buried his face between her thighs. "Sshit" She moaned as she clenched down on her teeth and threw her head back on the fluffed pillow.

As the old Keith sweat and shuffled R&B music played in the background, resonating through the bedroom filled with Sierra's moans, their night unfolded, marked by rounds of deep pleasure and fulfillment.

Had to sneak that lil scene in dere rq 🤭
NI-

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