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“Nah, I heard you tell me you love me though. Little Jupiter is in love with a motherfucking boss.”
“You had to find a way to compliment yourself, didn’t you?”
“Always, baby.”
“Ugh. Don’t call me that right now. You almost got yourself killed.” I hit his chest and he grabbed my fist.
“You’re mine now, I’ll call you what the fuck I want to call you.” When the banter died down, King touched my hair then pulled my fingertips to his lips and kissed them, noticing his blood still stubbornly there. Even King’s blood did what it wanted when it wanted.
“You saved my fucking life, Ju. And don’t say no humble shit like Jay did all the work. Nah. You made the call. You mobilized. That’s King shit, baby.” Why did I tell him not to call me that? It made my knees so weak.
“King shit, huh?” I tried to fight off the smile but it wouldn’t go anywhere. King poked my dimple and nodded.
“King shit.” We locked pinkies, then he pulled me closer and kissed me, biting as he went. God, that man knew how to set me on fire.
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Please tell me I can fuck him soon because I’m about to wear out the batteries in my vibrator. If I don’t get King’s dick inside of me, I’m going to scream.” I stood at Juju’s bedroom window, listening to her talk to Jay in the living room.
I’d already gotten the all-clear from Jay the day before yesterday but she’d been helping me walk for weeks. I just needed to know if I could run, jump, and drive. The real test was climbing through Juju’s window. It was a little stiff but I managed fine.
For three weeks, I healed and got better little by little. And for three weeks, Juju wouldn’t fuck me. She tortured me by walking around my room in little shorts with her ass hanging out and tiny shirts with no bra, showing me her sexy titties and pierced nipples. I had no idea she was wearing out her batteries though. I was going to have to help her out. I was done with her withholding my pussy.
While I listened to Jay and Juju talking in the living room, I checked my phone to see messages from a few lower-level kings giving me updates on Sumo’s whereabouts. After I got shot, we had to lay low. I could have flooded the streets and flushed Sumo out but I wasn’t one to fly off the handle. I had to calculate first, then I could smoke him out.
By waiting, I was able to stack information and I knew it meant Sumo was getting comfortable. He was being seen around more and more. He’d recruited the same eager motherfucker who tried to walk up on us at the park and join the Kings. His name was TC. We’d sent him on his way with hurt feelings and now, it seemed Sumo found him and was rebounding.
That wouldn’t be the case for long.
I told Pretty Boy, Truck, and Ju to float the word around the streets that I’d been shot and was down and out. I wanted them to paint a picture of the fall of Legion of Kings. I wanted Sumo to think we didn’t know where he was or where he was keeping our money.
I knew though.
We all knew and I had more than fifty kings that wanted his head on a fucking platter. They didn’t take kindly to Sumo’s theft holding up the progress on them owning businesses. I’d promised each king under me a money washing business. We were going to flood Inglewood with Legion of Kings businesses. Eventually, we’d spread out further and there wouldn’t be a spot in LA that didn’t have Kings on their streets.
Sumo had to die first though.
While I had my phone in my hand, I sent Juju a text and listened from her room at the response.
Me: Bring your fine ass over here to this dick. *eggplant emoji* *water drop emoji*
In the other room, I heard Juju’s phone ding then I heard her laugh out loud. It was such a beautiful sound. Sometimes, even though she was mine and I loved her more than anyfuckingthing, I couldn’t believe it was real.
“Oh my god, this fool is too much,” I could hear the smile in her voice.
“He seems like too much, Juju. How the hell do you deal with him?”
Damn Jay, low blow.
“Have you met me? I can deal with King. Plus, the way he treats me…” She grew quiet and I wondered what her expression was. How she was holding her body.
“All I hear is you two going at each other’s throats,” Jay said.
“Fighting is our love language.” Juju had a grin in her voice. She was right.
I knew I could be a pain in the ass to deal with. No other woman could handle me the way Jupiter did.
