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Jahquel J.
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March 12 - March 13, 2025
“This my little yeah don’t get a nigga killed.” Aimee laughed. “Quameer, you know the saying is my little yeah yeah, right?”
“You can’t ruin something that is meant for you. I’m meant for you… I don’t care how much you feel you’re not worth being loved, you are, Suga.”
“I think you need to be fucked, Sug.” “I do.” She kissed the side of my face and held me around the neck. That was all I needed to hear as I pulled the shirt up over her head. Her breast sat there perfectly on her chest, staring at me, begging me to suck them while biting them in the process. “Sug, you know I respect you… right?” “Yes… I know,” she continued to kiss on my neck. I smirked. “I’m about to fuck you like I don’t… ight?” Capri smirked as she nodded her head slowly, ready for me to put her through it. As
“You have good advice when you ain’t acting crazy.” “I’m perfectly sane, Sug… just don’t do some shit where I have to show you just how insane I can get.” I gave her a quick peck on the lips before moving from her to grab the food from the front. “My trunk, Meer.” “That was light work, Suga… you gotta realize what kind of nigga you fucking with.
“Oh shit… I’m almost stepped on your tongue,” Alaia’s smart ass said, pulling me from watching my Suga handle business.
“I don’t give a fuck about who came before me, I just know that no nigga coming after me unless he wanna get a certificate.” “Certificate?” “Death certificate, Suga. All gas, no sense when it comes to you.”
“Then let’s make sure you don’t fuck up a good thing.” I smiled through my tears as he softly kissed me. “If… I…find… out… you… sliding… with… another… nigga, you really gonna meet the real Meer,” he said between each kiss on my lips as I stared into his eyes. The Inferno brothers both had soft, kind eyes. However, there was always something ominous brewing in them at the same time.
“Before I violate you, what the fuck do you want? Your daughter is sleep, no I didn’t fuck Capri while she was here, and I damn sure plan to after I drop her off … what up?”
“Mamãe está com ciúmes,” Peach said to me while her mother and Capri were talking. I knew she was jealous of Capri, but I would never allow that to slip to my daughter, so I corrected her. “Seja respeitoso,” I sternly replied. “Sim, senhor,” she looked up at me and then hugged me tightly as her mother walked toward the door.
“Aimee’s ass needs to stop acting like we ain’t been here and would ride for her when she asks. I get she has this dumb ass need to be welcomed by her biological family, but she needs to realize that shit ain’t gonna work out.
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“It doesn’t matter how much I dislike her family, she gotta see that they fucking bed bugs. Aimee feels guilty, so I know that shit plays a big part.” “I sleep like a fucking baby at night. She gotta stop feeling guilty for people who lived their lives like her pain wasn’t relevant. Her mother sat in my fucking face and called her a damn liar.” “Shit complicated.”
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It took me twenty minutes to make it to the coffee shop, and when I pulled up, she was holding a conversation with some nigga around our age with waves and tattoos. He had a bookbag on his shoulder as Aimee laughed at whatever he had said.
Landon??????
“Not too many,” Zoya mumbled. “Goon would,” I teased. “Gerald is a client and I’m not going to cross those lines with him…. I do know he needs to stop calling me to ask me dumb ass questions.” I laughed because I could only imagine. “Well, you are his lawyer. He retained you for a lot of money I heard.” “Capri, he called to tell me that he J walked. Claim we needed to get a meeting on the schedule to discuss our plans to fight the case.” “The case?” “He got a ticket for it, and I’m moved to believe that he forced that damn cop to give it to him because cops don’t even give you tickets for
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She should have known I would crash out behind her sexy ass. You don’t give me good pussy while moaning in my ear and think we don’t go together. With how good her pussy was, I already picked out her engagement ring, the granite in our new crib and named all three of our kids, cause she was giving me three seeds. If that wasn’t enough, I was silently debating on which kind of damn doodle dog we would get.
Truthfully, the only reason Quasim’s ass was here was because he wanted to run into Blair’s ass. He wanted Blair and then acted like he was scared when she gave him some attention. Sim needed to get his shit together because he was starting to give me vibes like his ass played for the other team.
Lmaooo
I spotted Karter in his section, and we headed up there. “Thought you had some other shit to do?” Karter teased. “This crash out got us stalking Capri.”
How we left shit seemed good, but I knew her well enough to know that her ass loved to overthink shit and by the time she would have made it home, her ass would have written me off as marrying this chick and fucking her while she was out the country. I knew my nutcase well, so I wasn’t giving her any room to get in that fucking head of hers.
All that P shit Quasim was preaching went out the window when he watched what had just unfolded. I watched Quasim rise, and his ass damn near floated downstairs. Me and Goon followed behind him, playing it cool since I didn’t have to knock a nigga out.
“Quasim, leave him alone… you not even my mannnn,” Blair slurred, as she tried to remove his hand from the nigga’s neck. “Meer, help me out… he don’t even like me for real.”
“You leaving this club with me, Blair… right?” He applied more pressure to the man’s neck, and Blair realized that this nigga was serious. “I’m not leaving anywhere with you… you ignore me and then come trying to puf—” “Tell his ass you le…leaving with him,” Homie being choked managed to squeal. Blair was so damn confused and didn’t know what to say or do. She stood there staring at the man and then up into Quasim’s eyes. I couldn’t help but laugh because Sim had a straight face as he choked this nigga out. “You leaving with me, right?” Quasim looked her in the eyes as he applied a bit more
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“Every good love story happens behind a prison wall or the courtroom,” Goon’s delusional ass replied. “Is you straight? ‘Cause what the fuck are you even talking about.”
looked down at my boots and went to leap over on his ass again. “He got fucking blood on my fresh timbs… I’m ‘bout to real—” “Chill the fuck out… We out before this nigga get his pussy ass friends and we gotta stomp they asses out because we not strapped.” “Well, considering you already done broke laws being here, you should have just brought your gun,” Zoya replied, leaned on the sink next to Capri. “Aye, Ms. Lawyer… chill it out with that smart ass mouth.” She blushed and looked in the opposite direction.
“Bro’, you so fucked up,” I laughed. “I am… so bad, Meer Cat,” she gagged, and I shot over to the other side of the elevator. I was solid and could hold my woman down with a lot of shit, but vomit made my ass sick. If she didn’t want this elevator covered in both of our vomit, she better had kept that shit in. “Suga, don’t you fucking throw up in this elevator.” “I had to burp…. Relaxxxxx.”
Why Is this soooo funny though?! This big ass man who just stomped someone out in the bathroom and then got mad when there was blood on his new shoes .....is about to vomit bc she gagged lmaoo
don’t know how the fuck she was running that damn fast in heels. She ran her ass right past my room. “Yo Sha ‘Carri, the room right here,” I called down the hall, knowing that I was probably interrupting the people sleeping since it was like three in the morning. Capri did some football move before she came charging down the hall at me. I stood there trying to decide whether I was gonna let her tackle my ass, or if I was gonna dip into this room.
Pleaseeeeee lmaoo
“I don’t give a fuck if that bitch gave you head, took her head off, spun around on yo’ dick, and then landed my jet. Don’t fucking charter my fucking jet without my permission, bozo!” Menace, my best friend, barked into the phone and slammed his phone on the kitchen counter.
“Add into my schedule an ass whooping for those niggas at the private airport. Why the fuck they allowing Landon to charter any fucking thing.”
Menace pleasseeeee
“Rum and a pregnancy test is crazy.” Her young ass had the nerve to continue with the judgment. I turned my face up as she slowly continued to scan my items. “Having your baby hair near your eyebrows is wild. You see me saying some shit about it?” She must didn’t like what I said because she tossed the pregnancy test box into the bag harder. “I hope it comes out positive, fucker.” I smirked. “Aww, thank you. I appreciate that.”
“Aim, I’m not trying to be my father. What he has going on in his home is his own. How many times do I have to tell you that we will do what works for us. Alaia and Erin do those things because that’s how they do shit in their marriages. My uncle and pops have different marriages, and run they cribs differently. I don’t need to do what they’re doing… this crib is pork free though.”
More reassurances
“I love you, Aim. Don’t ever question how I’m coming when it comes to you. I just need you to be open and honest with me when you’re struggling. I can see why school is an escape. Just know that we love you and we’re your family. Don’t ever gotta question how much our family loves you.”
He always reassured her... But gets most of the blame smh && he told her that he needs her tbh but she continuously kept secrets
“Your pretty wings,” he sang in my ear as he rocked back and forth, while we listened to the song. “Meer?” “What up, Sug?” he said in between kisses on my neck as he swayed slowly to the music while I held onto him. “You know this song is a breakup song, right?” “Say word?” “Word… have you listened to the lyrics?”
“I’m serious, Peach. Only if you’re okay with it.” She smiled at me. “I love Suga, so yes… ask her… Can I be apart of it?” “Hell yeah.” “Hells yeah!” she fist pumped the air, and I gave her ass that look. “Too far?” “Too damn far.” “Sorry.”
Peachhhhh!!!!!! Im ready for her to grow up so we can get her book
“Keep eye fucking what’s mine and Ding Dong ain’t gonna be the only bad man in this bitch,” I snarled, as I stared both Naheim and Kincaid in the eyes,
