Eleven Eight You Can Only Get This Feeling From A Thug – Robin (1)

Niggas know I’m the king of the streets…” eing solo in the drug game had a nigga sick for the last two years. I didn’t have my partner in crime, Marlah. We had been sidekicks for the last seven years. I had taken her in after she got put on my hood, and then her parents died. She had disappeared for a minute because she was taken to a group home. When she turned seventeen, she left the group home and was homeless.

I couldn’t see my lil’ homegirl on the streets. I took her under my wing and claimed her as my goddaughter because I was much older than her. I was twenty-eight when I took her in. Now I was thirty-seven. I wasn’t going to find anyone to take her place, not even Cari, and that was her best friend. Knowing Marlah was safe in Mexico with my granddaughter kept my head on straight when it came to the family business.

I took care of everything Marlah did when she was around, and Cari was one of my responsibilities now. Marlah made sure she looked out for her best friend, so I was too. I’d been with Cari for almost three years, and I loved her young ass. I learned a lot about her that I did and didn’t like.

She also learned a lot about me that she did and didn’t like. Through it all, we made us work for the sake of our daughter, Miracle. Cari was loving, feminine, innocent, and about her business. On the flip side of her greatness, she was young, gullible, naïve, and thought sex was love for a long time. She was a magnet to men, and sometimes she didn’t know how to keep them out of her space.

She was a sexy, yellow-bone with light brown eyes who wore her shoulder-length hair in curls or braids. She always dressed to kill, had a banging body, and had the gift of gab when it came to finessing. She used to be a stripper, and she admitted to me that she was an escort too.

She gave up that life for me if I promised to take care of her. Now, she was making her own money in the shops. I loved a young, hot girl, but they had a lot of baggage and drama sometimes. I stepped out of my brand new royal blue Mercedes in front of Lah’s shop that was now Cari’s. I saw Rich’s fly ass black on black Jag parked in front of me. I walked up to the shop and looked through the door briefly before walking in. I frowned when I saw Cari grinning in Rich’s face.

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You can’t find this drug in the hood, and be careful how much you take. YOU WILL become an addict. OceanofPDF.com I CHAPTER ONE jo-royal STILL WRAPPED UP… t had been two months since I got the phone call that I knew would change my life. I had to make shit right with my baby mother, and she was treating me like I was a loser nigga.

Every time I called her, she would hang up in my face, but that didn’t stop me from calling her. She was going to let me be in my child’s life, whether she liked it or not. It was nine in the morning, and I was lying in bed, calling her phone over and over.

She had me on some angry shit and thinking about all the fuck shit bitches did to me when all I did was try to be there for them. My ex, Kita, cheated on me, Ciara left me without seeing me one more time, and Marlah was acting like a bitch. I wasn’t letting Lah diss me again, so I got dressed and headed to her side of the city. I drove street to street looking for her blue ass truck.

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