Draya quickly rushed off feeling the energy coming from Hannah. One thing she would never do was expose herself and risk her husband finding out. Yosomity was a very well-known man who worked in politics. If he found out about the things his wife would let Rahim do to her it would tarnish his reputation. Every picture posted around the world of the happily married couple was calculated.
“The fuck up with you?” Rahim asked, directing his energy towards Hannah.
“Thanks to you I failed my fucking drug test Rahim. They terminated me because of the damn ecstasy you slipped on me.”
“Damn. My bad.” Rahim threw his hands up. He could see the steam coming from her nose literally so he stepped over to a secret closet.
Rahim punched the numbers 6968 into the keypad and the latch opened. He pulled out 10 stacks that were perfectly wrapped in currency bands. He then closed the safe and walked back over to Hannah.
“This should help you out until you figure some shit out. I’m sure it’s more than enough cause what y’all make 40-60k yearly?” Rahim was insulting but dead ass serious.
Hannah looked at him as if he was crazy but she did look down at the stacks he was holding. Going against her better judgment Hannah took the money then stormed towards the door.
“Damn I can’t get none of my sweet pussy?” He chuckled, making Hannah frown.
“What makes you think it’s yours?” She asked curiously.
“Shit, a few reasons. One, being the way that mothafucka cumm for me. Two, because that old drunk nigga you got at home can’t take your fire. I put that shit out with just the swipe of my tongue."
Rahim and Hannah locked eyes. He gave her a very confident look while hers told an entire story. His chiseled features and piercing gaze commanded attention. His sensual smile hinted at secrets he'd rather you uncover in private. His voice was low and smooth, like fine whiskey, and the way he moved was almost predatory. Hannah couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be the focus of his intense desire. He knew his way around a woman's body like a master navigator, and his lovemaking was the stuff of whispered legends. He was like some sort of god in the bedroom, and you wouldn't bet against him.
Everything about him made Hannah’s pussy thump rapidly. However, she stood tall, her badge pinned to her chest, a symbol of the authority she wielded. But as she gazed at him, her mind flashed to the whispers about his prowess, the way he commanded attention without effort. Her husband's steady presence seemed a world away, and she felt a spark of anger at her own body's betrayal. How could she, a respected officer, be drawn to a man who sold intimacy for a living? The contradiction made her skin crawl, yet she couldn't deny thepull. Her anger was a shield, a desperate attempt to protect herself from the allure of a man who was all wrong for her. She tried. She fought. But desire was too tempting to simply ignore. Hannah tried to walk away again and because Rahim had prior engagements, he was gonna let her go. He knew with one glide of his finger tip she’d be in his bed howling like a gray wolf. He was gonna let her get a pass but he knew the moment she got home the thought of what could have transpired would ignite an electricity from within. One Angelo couldn’t give her if his life depended on it.
She'll be back, another Quaalude
Rahim thought watching her walk out of the door. Right now, he couldn’t attend to her whining because he and Shy had to get ready for tomorrow’s grand opening. This was one of the biggest events of the year that the Kingly’s hosted. It was a masquerade ball that Rahim was eager to solicit some good dick inside. Tonight’s meeting was to discuss potential victims. They were gonna go out with a bang the Kingly way inside the Dynasty.
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"Man, you need to get her a more secured detail. No disrespect to the guards but Shy needs someone that's gonna secure her and only her.”
“He’s right. I mean after the situation with Billion we can’t risk it pops. Granted he wouldn’t have made it out alive but he could’ve killed her in the process.” Rahim agreed with what Tasim was saying. Shy’s safety was the topic now that had shifted from the party.
“Trust me it’s other niggas just like Billion. If something happens to her that’s yo ass pops.” Kasim had finally spoken. Mr. Kingly gave him a ravishing stare that didn’t intimidate him. When it came to his siblings he’d kill or be killed. Kasim understood the lifestyle and also understood Shy loved every moment of it but this was her nature. He was gonna blame his father and deal with the consequences that came with protecting her.
“I have someone in mind.” Mr. Kingly gave in and responded. He would die if something happened to his baby girl but most importantly, he knew he may die by the hands of his own children. One thing they always did was badgered him about Shy. Between Kasim & Tasim, they’ve threatened him on many occasions.
“I don’t need a babysitter.” Shy rolled her eyes devilishly. “I can handle my own.” She looked around the room from her father to her siblings.
“Shy shut the fuck up! You couldn’t handle yoself when that man had that pistol in yo fuckin face! The nigga said he got somebody in mind.” Kasim released his anger with irritation. Everyone remained quiet because no one dared to challenge Kasim. His dark behavior, his fierce eyes intimidated even hisfather. Shy released a frustrated sigh because even Kasim agreed with the buffoonery. Her father was gonna stand on business and he had his children behind him. There was nothing she could object on and that was clear.
11
NORAH
“Damn you just been too busy for me. It’s cool gang.” Norah rolled her eyes into the phone.
“My bad lil baby. I been getting ready for my dad’s party.”
“Oh, niggas having a party and didn’t invite me.”
“It ain’t like that. You can pull up. Masquerade. It’s at the Dynasty though.” Tasim added knowing Norah hated the establishment.
“Oh okay.” Norah’s skin crawled just hearing the word, Dynasty. She wasn’t sure about going but she may consider it to see Tasim. Since New Year’s night Norah had been cooped up in the house spending her nights searching Google in hopessomething popped up on Dallas. “Well, I was just thinking bout you. I’ll let you go.”
“You miss me or this dick?” Tasim smiled.
“I miss you nigga.” Norah laughed shyly.