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My chest ached as I closed the door behind me.
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CHAPTER TWELVE
Part Two: The Fall
“Grilled cheese,” Truck said, wrapping me in a hug from behind while I stood at the counter.
“Do I look like the short-order cook here, Truck?” I quizzed, hand on my hip.
“No. You look like my queen. Who also likes to make me grilled cheese sandwiches.” He grinned at me because he knew I couldn’t resist his cute gap-toothed smile. He kissed my cheek and went to sit at the table while I made him a grilled cheese.
King’s dark eyes were on me the entire time. I felt it and it unnerved the fuck out of me because my body didn’t understand why we weren’t still fucking. I’d been going through withdrawals from his dick for weeks and weeks and my pussy still didn’t get the drift. She still squeezed when he put his hands on my hips to move by me. When he looked at me, my entire body went haywire.
“What, King?” I snapped, looking at him on the couch. I mostly hung out at the four kings’ apartment when I was off. I felt safe there. I felt like part of the family.
“Yo, let me holla at you real quick Ju.” He stood to his full imposing height of six three and walked out on the balcony. We both knew it wasn’t smart to be alone in his room. We’d had a few close encounters where I was ready to climb that man like a fucking tree and bounce on his dick.
I plated Truck’s grilled cheese and sat it in front of him just in time for him to pull me down on his lap for a quick kiss on the cheek. Even though he was on the balcony, King watched me. I rubbed Truck’s back and smiled at him before going to see what the fuck his highness wanted.
I closed the sliding glass door behind me and folded my arms, waiting for the bitching to commence. He’d been so uptight since we stopped fucking. He needed some pussy, clearly. But I knew for a fact if I saw him with another bitch, I would lose it.
King plucked at the diamond-encrusted lion’s head charm on the slim gold chain he got me and I brushed his hand away. All the lower-level kings had the privilege of rocking the lion’s head while the four kings wore playing card charms.
I’d learned that King was the king of spades because…ofcourse.
Pretty Boy was the king of diamonds because he was the flashy one.
Truck was the king of hearts because who had a bigger heart than Truck?
Sumo had been the king of clubs. The muscle.
“Check Truck or I will,” King said, staring out at the city, resting his elbows on the balcony railing.
“Check him for…what?” I asked, a laugh clinging to my words.
“Come on, Ju. You don’t see that shit? He’s all over you. All the time, bro.”
“Truck?” I squawked. “My Truck. My sweetheart?” I asked, pressing a hand to my chest.
“Yeah. That nigga. You keep treating him like he’s a kid. He’s not. He’s smart as fuck and he…” King looked me up and down appreciatively and my skin heated. “Wants to smash.”
“Truck?” I said again, making sure we were talking about the same man. I’d seen him with women on Friday nights when we all hung out but I couldn’t see him looking at me in that light. “I’m like his sister,” I said.
“Yeah, a sister he wants to fuck.” King stood up straight and I fought the urge to lean into him and smell his expensive, clean scent. “Check that shit. I told you, every man in the Kings is going to try you at some point. Even the three kings.” He still had a hard time dealing with the loss of Sumo in the Kings.
Truck, King, and Pretty Boy found Sumo shortly after he’d been outed and beat his ass within an inch of his life. They couldn’t prove he stole the money from the safehouse so they didn’t kill him but they almost did because we all knew somehow, Sumo was responsible for them losing two-hundred thousand dollars and King wasn’t going to let that shit go.
Now, there were three kings and the lower-levels were chomping at the bit for the top spot. They’d do anything to prove their worthiness to King.
“Areyougoing to try me?” I asked King, knowing I was pressing his buttons. His nostrils flared and he leaned down so his lips were on the shell of my ear. He wanted to press my buttons too.
“If I want you to be mine, you will be. There’s no trying. You know that, Ju. We’re too good together.” His arrogance knew no bounds.
“You still don’t know who the fuck I am after all this time, King? I do the choosing.” I shoved him back with two fingers against his forehead and he cracked a perfect smile.
“Bad ass. Go handle your boy in there before I hurt his feelings.” He walked back into the apartment and I followed, looking at Truck finish off his sandwich.
