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A part of me hated bringing her into something so dangerous. If she got killed…let’s just say, Pretty Boy was right. I would try to murder everything moving in LA.
“Okay, I’m down.” And I knew she was. She was always down to ride for her brothers and that’s why I let her into the Kings. She was one of us before she even knew it. Beforeweeven knew it.
I loved and hated having her in the Legion of Kings because as much as she was my partner. My brother in the fucking streets. She was my world too and if something happened to her, I wouldn’t be any more good.
…
“Sumo dies tonight. We have immunity from twelve as long as we’re in Inglewood so let’s lure him back here.” I said as we sat in Darby Park watching a basketball game play out.
“Juju came through with the connect from Inglewood PD?” Pretty Boy asked.
“Oh, yeah. She did that. If everything goes the way I want it to, we’ll have political protection after the fall.” I watched Jupiter walk across the court in head-to-toe YSL. She’d just gotten off work and came straight to the park.
My words fell silent as I watched her hips switch and listened to the click of her heels on the blacktop. Damn, she was bad. GOAT by Eric Bellinger played in my head as she walked toward me. Juju was definitely the GOAT.
“What’s up, Queen Ju?” Truck was the first on his feet to hug her but that wasn’t anything new.
“Hey Truck,” she grinned, letting him lift her off the ground.
“What’s up, big head?” Pretty Boy said, handing her a lit blunt.
“Beige Drake,” she shot back, sitting on my lap and taking the blunt from him.
“What are we talking about?” She asked after her first pull.
“Sumo. Tonight,” I said.
“Oh…” she sighed and rolled her shoulders, arching her back and making me look at her cute little ass. “What time we riding out?”
“Seven. Let’s stagger it,” I said. “Truck and Juju, y'all ride out before me and Pretty Boy. Sumo is going to expect me and Ju to ride together and I don’t…” I squeezed her leg tight.
“I got her,” Truck assured me. I knew if I had to put Juju with anyone, Truck was it. All of us had each other’s back but as much as I hated to admit it, Truck was in love with Jupiter. A man in love will go to war. That’s what I needed.
“I know.” I gripped the back of Juju’s neck, rubbing it and she rewarded me with a gorgeous moan. “Kill on sight and get the nigga he’s running with too.”
“Jesus, King…” Juju sighed as I held the back of her neck. Hearing her sound like that snapped me out of Kings’ business and put my mind in savage mode.
“That feel good, Ju?”
“So fucking good,” she said, a moan running beneath her words. My other hand went to her waist as I pulled her back toward me and slid my hand around to her throat, tipping her chin up. I kissed her neck and she draped her hand over mine, making me choke her.
“You know if you keep this shit up, I’m going to fuck you right here.”
“Promise?” She purred.
“Woah, woah…nah.” Pretty Boy said, shaking his head. “Cut that shit out. Now.” He pointed at both of us.
Me and Jupiter blinked, snapping out of our little bubble. “Shit, I forgot y'all were here,” I said, moving my hand away from Juju’s neck.
“We’re still very much here and so is everyone else,” Truck said, standing and walking off the court. Juju looked at me over her shoulder and sighed.
“I’ll go talk to him,” she said, standing and leaving me with an awkwardly hard dick. I angled myself away from Pretty Boy, putting my legs under the table.
“Y'all niggas need a room,” Pretty Boy remarked.
“Sorry, bro. She…does something to me and I forget everything else exists. I can’t lie.”
“I get it. I don’t want to see Ju like that though. You don’twantme to see her like that.” I heard the earnest warning in his voice and groaned.
