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Marsh stretched his neck and flared his nostrils while he locked onto my gaze. “You know more than you’re telling me, Jupiter. There’s a reason you’re advocating for them.”
“I’m not advocating. I’m trying to help you because if you can’t even get control of your own goddamn city, who the fuck is going to elect you governor of the entire state? Maybe you’d be better off as Mayor. Aim lower since you don’t know how to make hard decisions.” A sharp smile donned my face and Marsh shook his head at me.
“I’ll think about it. If you know something about them, you need to let me in on whatever it is. Give me some leverage, Juju.”
“Why? I help you out enough as it is and that’s pushing it, Marsh.” I was trying to give myself some leverage with King and cover my ass, not give Marsh leverage. I’d made headway though because he agreed to think about it.
…
Why the hell did the system have to be down at work the last couple of hours before I got off? It stretched my day out to an unnecessarily long crawl. I didn’t get out of there until the sun was starting to set, which meant I’d have to go straight to Darby Park without stopping at home to change.
I still looked cute because I refused to ever indulge in ugly. I just didn’t want King to see me in work clothes. The real question was why the hell did I care what King saw me in? He knew how the fuck I looked.
My mind flashed back to the hungry way his eyes ate up my bare breasts last night when I flashed him. Typical man.
I found the four kings sitting on the basketball court watching a game, it seemed to be their usual hangout spot. For them to be so predictable, I wondered why the fuck Marsh had never walked up on them and offered them some sort of deal.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Sumo, the biggest man I’d ever seen in my life, stood when I walked across the court to their table. His cold, dead eyes bored into me with the intent of instilling fear. Too bad I wasn’t afraid of anything.
“Fuck you too, Sumo. King asked me to come.” I let my arrogance permeate the air with a smile. King barely flinched, flitting his observant eyes over me. He did it in such a smooth way that I didn’t realize my skin was hot until he was done looking at me.
Damn.
I needed some dick. Any time King looking at me made me hot, something was wrong.
“What’s up, queen?” The tall guy with a sizeable head and a goofy smile looked up at me, shading his eyes from the sun.
“Hey,” I smiled back. “You’re the one who actually knows how to talk to a woman. What’s your name?”
“I’m Truck. This right here is Pretty Boy, and that’s Sumo.”
“She knows him. She just used his name, genius,” Pretty Boy scoffed.
“Oh…right,” Truck nodded then went back into his world of whatever was on his phone.
“Yeah, good old Truck,” King said standing. Once he was on his feet, the other three stopped whatever they were doing to look at him. He commanded attention wherever he went, which would explain why he walked into every space like he owned it. Even the guys playing ball on the court, paused their game to look when King stood. It sent an icy chill along my backbone.
Look at all that power…
“Listen up, motherfuckers,” King said, his deep voice pulling the eyes of the three kings. “This is Juju.” He looked over his shoulder at me and winked. Conceited bastard. “I’m putting her on observation until further notice.”
“What the fuck?” Sumo’s thick voice rang out over top of whatever Truck and Pretty Boy were saying. They all quieted to listen to him. “You’re putting her up for observation? You didn’t run this shit by us, King.”
“And I don’t fucking have to,” King spoke in a low, but barely controlled tone, holding Sumo’s dead gaze. “Like I said, she’s under observation.”
“Um, not to break up this lovely little brother’s spat and shit but what the fuck is observation?” I asked, walking up to King, standing beside him. Even though I wasn’t intimately close to him, I found myself staring up at him and trying to catch wisps of his scent. It was something expensive and manly. I couldn’t put my finger on it but it complimented him well. At least he knew how to dress and smell good.
Not like I was keeping tabs on him or anything but I noticed stuff…
Like those delicious cheekbones that looked like they came straight from the Cherokee tribe. Or those two perfectly sized lips. Top and bottom, symmetrical and full with a small triangle of mauve in the center of smooth, moisturized mocha. I definitely wasn’t noticing the strong way he stood like he was ready for anything at any time. Feet apart, hands clasped in front of him and the ease of someone who came from a long line of royalty. God, and he had the nerve to be slightly bow-legged. Fuck.
His eyes were deep coffee brown with thick dark lashes and a slight tilt to them that made him look exotic like he wasn’t from America but somewhere else. Someplace where they grew crops of kings like him.
I tore my eyes away from him and listened instead of watching.
“Observation means the four kings will watch you. We’ll know everywhere you go. Everyone you talk to. We’ll know when you take a shower. When you fuck someone…” King tilted his head to the side and eyed my body before smirking at me like he was laughing at a joke in his head that I wasn’t privy to. Bastard. “You’re on our radar for consideration so we need to know everything about you. Even the shit you don’t want us to know. You won’t know when we’re following you or which one of us it’ll be. Could even be some of the lower-level kings.”
“It’s usually us though,” Truck nodded in my direction with a happy-go-lucky smile revealing white teeth with a slight gap between the two front ones. He reminded me of a bad-ass little kid that you couldn’t help forgiving no matter how many times they ate all the fruit snacks.
