The Druglord Wife By Angelik Ragin
If you would of told me I would be married to the Drug Kingpin Marcus Black. I would of laughed in your face and kept it pushing. You see I knew I was bad I mean I have a coke bottle shape you know big ass and titties to match. My skin was a golden brown my skin the color of butter pecan perfection. I have long dreads that go to my waist and tattoos underneath my chest and my back covered. Now my appearance screamed snooty but I wasn't. I was ya classic to myself chick I worked at a strip club as a bartender. I bet you thought I was going to say stripper my manager begged me to strip, but their wasn't enough money in world for me to do that.