boy?”
“Maybe you do smart mouth-ass nigga. She hasn't come home yet so I figured she was with your wife or Legacy.”
“No Davion, I haven't seen Makayla but if I do, I'll tell her to take her ass home to you,” “Okay good looking out,” I replied disconnecting the call.
“Damn, K where in the hell are you?” I whispered to myself. “You got a nigga over here going insane.” I was worried like shit. And all things considered, I understood where she was coming from, even though I didn’t like how she was doing me. “Just bring your as home,” I whispered again.
Makayla had me running through the house talking to myself like a crazy man. I would surely go crazy without her because my life would be incomplete. If she comes home anytime soon I would try my best to make everything up to her the proper way. Six hours later, and no Makayla, I started changing my mind.
CHAPTER FIVE
Looking for a Rider
LEGACY
When I got back to the house I was glad to see Jacori’s car was gone. I still didn’t believe he had the nerve to walk up in here taking a shower like he was fresh out of some pussy. He knew I was not about to let that slide. I may have gone too far with the dildo, but he pissed me off. He knew he couldn’t afford to lose me because I was the only reason that he was on in the first place.
I frowned as I walked in and took a whiff of an unsavory aroma. My living room smelled like corn chips and old milk. I knew then that Javon had been there with his non-sock-changing ass. He pretty much stayed out of my way because I always made him take his shoes off before coming into my house. I opened the windows and sprayed some air freshener before walking upstairs to my bedroom.
After sliding off my shoes, I got in the bed and tuned into an old Maury marathon when Jacori walked in scaring the hell out of me.
“You out your feelings now so we can talk?” Jacori asked sitting next to me. I was about to answer when his phone rang. Fucking with the Plugs Daughter by Kevin Gates played loudly. He looked at his phone and back to me before answering. I peeped how he felt the need to walk over to the window to talk. Me being the concerned wife that I was, I studied his facial expressions and body language to see what type of phone call he was taking.
Jacori was a handsome, brown skinned, muscular, seductive, tight-eyed Adonis and sometimes I knew he would dibble dabble with other women. Did I mind him cheating every once in a while? No. Why? Because he was going to be a man. I did my dirt every once in a while. I did my shit on the side too, but our agreement was to always be truthful about who we were dealing with and to always use protection. I had a feeling he wasn’t honoring his end of the bargain. The only queen in his life was me and he was supposed to make sure I knew it every second of the day. This morning showed me something else, though. He knew that I wasn't to be fucked with. I was the only woman allowed to sit up on a high horse. I was his connect to this business and this lavish lifestyle. Jacori was fucking with a boss which is why he could fly across the country first class, dipped in the latest and finest shit
I am Legacy Legend,the daughter of the most notoriou s Tennessee kingpin, Latieric Legend. I know multiple Colombians; ones that showed my dad the ropes of the game. And when I turned 16 my dad showed me the ropes because he didn’t have any sons to show them to. He showed me how to cook up the dope and ship it off unnoticed. I learned every aspect of the game.
I was the female that every man wanted to link up with. I met Jacori four years ago at the Ice Bar and Grill. He was celebrating his 21st birthday while I was there for a business meeting. I wasn't looking for love or anything, but when he approached me at the bar with his sexy bedroom eyes and hypnotizing smile, I was
“Maybe you do smart mouth-ass nigga. She hasn't come home yet so I figured she was with your wife or Legacy.”
“No Davion, I haven't seen Makayla but if I do, I'll tell her to take her ass home to you,” “Okay good looking out,” I replied disconnecting the call.
“Damn, K where in the hell are you?” I whispered to myself. “You got a nigga over here going insane.” I was worried like shit. And all things considered, I understood where she was coming from, even though I didn’t like how she was doing me. “Just bring your as home,” I whispered again.
Makayla had me running through the house talking to myself like a crazy man. I would surely go crazy without her because my life would be incomplete. If she comes home anytime soon I would try my best to make everything up to her the proper way. Six hours later, and no Makayla, I started changing my mind.
CHAPTER FIVE
Looking for a Rider
LEGACY
When I got back to the house I was glad to see Jacori’s car was gone. I still didn’t believe he had the nerve to walk up in here taking a shower like he was fresh out of some pussy. He knew I was not about to let that slide. I may have gone too far with the dildo, but he pissed me off. He knew he couldn’t afford to lose me because I was the only reason that he was on in the first place.
I frowned as I walked in and took a whiff of an unsavory aroma. My living room smelled like corn chips and old milk. I knew then that Javon had been there with his non-sock-changing ass. He pretty much stayed out of my way because I always made him take his shoes off before coming into my house. I opened the windows and sprayed some air freshener before walking upstairs to my bedroom.
After sliding off my shoes, I got in the bed and tuned into an old Maury marathon when Jacori walked in scaring the hell out of me.
“You out your feelings now so we can talk?” Jacori asked sitting next to me. I was about to answer when his phone rang. Fucking with the Plugs Daughter by Kevin Gates played loudly. He looked at his phone and back to me before answering. I peeped how he felt the need to walk over to the window to talk. Me being the concerned wife that I was, I studied his facial expressions and body language to see what type of phone call he was taking.
Jacori was a handsome, brown skinned, muscular, seductive, tight-eyed Adonis and sometimes I knew he would dibble dabble with other women. Did I mind him cheating every once in a while? No. Why? Because he was going to be a man. I did my dirt every once in a while. I did my shit on the side too, but our agreement was to always be truthful about who we were dealing with and to always use protection. I had a feeling he wasn’t honoring his end of the bargain. The only queen in his life was me and he was supposed to make sure I knew it every second of the day. This morning showed me something else, though. He knew that I wasn't to be fucked with. I was the only woman allowed to sit up on a high horse. I was his connect to this business and this lavish lifestyle. Jacori was fucking with a boss which is why he could fly across the country first class, dipped in the latest and finest shit
I am Legacy Legend,the daughter of the most notoriou s Tennessee kingpin, Latieric Legend. I know multiple Colombians; ones that showed my dad the ropes of the game. And when I turned 16 my dad showed me the ropes because he didn’t have any sons to show them to. He showed me how to cook up the dope and ship it off unnoticed. I learned every aspect of the game.
I was the female that every man wanted to link up with. I met Jacori four years ago at the Ice Bar and Grill. He was celebrating his 21st birthday while I was there for a business meeting. I wasn't looking for love or anything, but when he approached me at the bar with his sexy bedroom eyes and hypnotizing smile, I was
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