trust.”
“I’ll be sure to take a good look at it,” he assured her, tapping the document with his fingertips. “Let me hold on to it for the weekend, and I’ll send it back Monday with any changes I deem pertinent. Okay?”
“Perfect.”
“Good, now how about another bottle of wine?”
“If I didn’t know better, Dennard, I might think you were trying to get me intoxicated.” Beijing chuckled softly.
“That’s what first attracted me to you, B. You almost always know better, but on those occasions when you see fit, you’re not afraid to throw caution out the window.”
“And I always thought you were just head over heels in love with my body,” she said with a smile that was brighter than the four-foot chandelier hanging above the table.
With the help of Dennard and because Beijing had Johnny by the balls, she was able to get Don an advance on his advance. They picked up the sizable check from Johnny’s Atlanta office.
“You are so damn lucky,” Beijing said as they left the office and got into her rental car.
“And now this. The day I met you, girl: that was my lucky day.”
“You got that right,” Beijing said.
I wish I could say the same
, she thought to herself.
CHAPTER 5
The Boss Bitch
“Sit tight, Don,” Beijing said before hopping out of the Lexus, “I’m going to go in and make sure this dude got the bread.”
“You sure you don’t need me to go with you?”
“Naw.” She shook her head. “I got this.” She reassured Don she had the situation under control and had all the backup she needed as she put her white pearl-handled .22-caliber in her bag.
“Aight, gangsta boo. If you ain’t back in ten minutes, I’m coming in.”
“You better not.” She shot him a look and reminded him, “You are the talent.”
Don watched with an admiring eye as she sashayed into the back door of the Atlanta strip club to handle their business with the owner. Beijing had earned Don’s love and his trust. In his eyes, having her in his corner made him a privileged man.
It had been a little over nine months since Beijing had comeinto Don’s life, and she had been a godsend. He had no idea what he did to deserve such an angel on his side. There was no doubt, he was a lucky man. Not only was she drop-dead gorgeous, but she had turned his life around. She had skyrocketed his career, taking his fame, bank account, net worth, and heart off to un-imagined heights. It seemed that she waved a wand and damn near fixed every situation in his life—all
except
for one demon, which was beginning to spiral out of control.
What had started out as recreational weekend use of “heron” had now turned into a major habit. The truth was that habit had been in his life long before Beijing ever entered into his world. His addiction went back years, to a time when he was in his mother’s basement with Kim, his then girlfriend of three weeks.
Things were getting kind of hot and steamy and he said to Kim, “Let’s get our freak on.” Don was rubbing his hands together smiling like a thief in an empty jewelry store. “My mother ain’t going to be home until eleven.”
“Shit, you ain’t going to last no more than fifty seconds,” Kim declared. “That shit was kind of cool at first because I know my pussy be the bombastic, but you can leave that quick-draw-and-shoot shit to Billy the Kid and the rest of dem cowboys.”
That hurt Don’s feelings. He was busy picking up his ego off the floor when he noticed that Kim had pulled a ten-dollar bill from her pocketbook and carefully unfolded it.
“What the fuck is that?” Don asked trying to forget about the attack Kim had just made against his manhood.
“Magic powder.” She smiled before scooping a little of the powder off the bill with her fingernail. Kim lifted her nail to her nose to inhale. “This is exactly what you need to keep yo’ shit hard. That is … if you really want to keep fucking this good pussy?”
Ever since that day not
“I’ll be sure to take a good look at it,” he assured her, tapping the document with his fingertips. “Let me hold on to it for the weekend, and I’ll send it back Monday with any changes I deem pertinent. Okay?”
“Perfect.”
“Good, now how about another bottle of wine?”
“If I didn’t know better, Dennard, I might think you were trying to get me intoxicated.” Beijing chuckled softly.
“That’s what first attracted me to you, B. You almost always know better, but on those occasions when you see fit, you’re not afraid to throw caution out the window.”
“And I always thought you were just head over heels in love with my body,” she said with a smile that was brighter than the four-foot chandelier hanging above the table.
With the help of Dennard and because Beijing had Johnny by the balls, she was able to get Don an advance on his advance. They picked up the sizable check from Johnny’s Atlanta office.
“You are so damn lucky,” Beijing said as they left the office and got into her rental car.
“And now this. The day I met you, girl: that was my lucky day.”
“You got that right,” Beijing said.
I wish I could say the same
, she thought to herself.
CHAPTER 5
The Boss Bitch
“Sit tight, Don,” Beijing said before hopping out of the Lexus, “I’m going to go in and make sure this dude got the bread.”
“You sure you don’t need me to go with you?”
“Naw.” She shook her head. “I got this.” She reassured Don she had the situation under control and had all the backup she needed as she put her white pearl-handled .22-caliber in her bag.
“Aight, gangsta boo. If you ain’t back in ten minutes, I’m coming in.”
“You better not.” She shot him a look and reminded him, “You are the talent.”
Don watched with an admiring eye as she sashayed into the back door of the Atlanta strip club to handle their business with the owner. Beijing had earned Don’s love and his trust. In his eyes, having her in his corner made him a privileged man.
It had been a little over nine months since Beijing had comeinto Don’s life, and she had been a godsend. He had no idea what he did to deserve such an angel on his side. There was no doubt, he was a lucky man. Not only was she drop-dead gorgeous, but she had turned his life around. She had skyrocketed his career, taking his fame, bank account, net worth, and heart off to un-imagined heights. It seemed that she waved a wand and damn near fixed every situation in his life—all
except
for one demon, which was beginning to spiral out of control.
What had started out as recreational weekend use of “heron” had now turned into a major habit. The truth was that habit had been in his life long before Beijing ever entered into his world. His addiction went back years, to a time when he was in his mother’s basement with Kim, his then girlfriend of three weeks.
Things were getting kind of hot and steamy and he said to Kim, “Let’s get our freak on.” Don was rubbing his hands together smiling like a thief in an empty jewelry store. “My mother ain’t going to be home until eleven.”
“Shit, you ain’t going to last no more than fifty seconds,” Kim declared. “That shit was kind of cool at first because I know my pussy be the bombastic, but you can leave that quick-draw-and-shoot shit to Billy the Kid and the rest of dem cowboys.”
That hurt Don’s feelings. He was busy picking up his ego off the floor when he noticed that Kim had pulled a ten-dollar bill from her pocketbook and carefully unfolded it.
“What the fuck is that?” Don asked trying to forget about the attack Kim had just made against his manhood.
“Magic powder.” She smiled before scooping a little of the powder off the bill with her fingernail. Kim lifted her nail to her nose to inhale. “This is exactly what you need to keep yo’ shit hard. That is … if you really want to keep fucking this good pussy?”
Ever since that day not
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