“Oh yeah? What’s the number I should be talking then, Lil’ Mama?”
“That watch alone is worth 250 grand. I know that because I have one that looks identical to it upstairs. My best friend gifted it to me as a ten-year anniversary. That bracelet is an exclusive with only five made. I bought two as a best friend set and one by itself was seventy grand. You’re over a quarter million dollars off those two pieces alone. There’s ten other pieces on this table, plus rings. You’re shitting him. I get that because these are stolen, he shouldn’t be asking for much, but if you were to combine all these pieces together, you’re well over two million dollars,” she explained.
I was a nigga that came from nothing, grinding every few months to make sure Twenty-One could eat. Did I truly know the value of shit? Hell nah, but I knew my crew needed funds and enough of them to sit the fuck down for a while. This whole transaction was our ticket of comfortability.
“You didn’t answer me beautiful. What’s the number I should be talking?” he repeated.
“At the minimum, seven-fifty. I say that because the stones are already cut, and he’s a fuckin’ thief. Giving him their valued price is clown behavior, but who am I to look in on shit.” Her smartass mouth was one a nigga could do without and that was the God honest truth right there.
Nevertheless, she deserved a silent applause. Brat was making sure I remembered a nigga who didn’t value shit didn’t deserve shit. Also, karma was a bitch. A thief could get shitted on the same way we shitted on others. It was anybody’s game when that was in the equation. I appreciated her being here though and that was real shit. There was no telling how many times he gave me the short end of the stick. Hell, that was what he offered today but Brat was throwing salt on his plan.
“How long you been fuckin’ with this young ass nigga beautiful? He don’t even seem like yo’ speed. This nigga don’teven know how to count bread unless it’s in paper form. It’s clear you need to drop him and fuck with a real nigga,” Zeus egged on.
“No, thank you. Black, wrap this up,” she said trying to stand.
I was on my feet and helping her up before she had time to think. Leaning in, I whispered in her ear, “That’s another twenty-four for saving a nigga ass.”
“Whatever,” she spewed.
I waited until she was out the room completely before I was seated again. Zeus looked at me wearing a menacing grin. Whatever was turning in that nigga head had him amused. I kept my gaze locked in on him as Tia never loosened in my grip. We may had done business together but that ain’t stop me from being flat out comfortable. A nigga knew to stay ready so I ain’t never have to get ready.
“You a slick muthafucka ain’t you?” I questioned.
“Been slick nigga. Your lady the only one to ever catch me. You don’t know what to do with her, Black. Let me take her home with me and show her how real niggas provide. I’ll make it an even mill,” he bargained.
“Aye Brat!” I called out to her to prove a fuckin’ point. Cheyonne wasn’t even mine for real, but I already knew I had the upper hand. She wouldn’t have called Zeus’s bluff if she wanted out.
“What?” she answered.
“An even mill with you added to the tab. Now, forgive an inexperienced muthafucka but damn, am I tripping? I thought you was worth more than that,” I taunted.
She laughed, and I smirked from how cute it was. It was the first time I was genuinely hearing it. “My net worth is twenty-eight mill. Two hundred, fifty grand is what I spend on yearly cleaners for me and my parents’ home. Please, Black.”
I ain’t know shit about Cheyonne outside of where she resided and the whips she pushed. Her pockets were herbusiness, and I didn’t give a fuck to know how much was in them. He wasn’t ‘bout to play her pretty ass like that two-fifty was needed though. I told her wasn’t nobody touching her as long as I was here, and I meant that.
“There it is nigga. What we doing, Zeus?” I was irritated at this point. I wasn’t ‘bout to keep going back and forth with his ass on what was owed.
“Thank your lady. She got you paid today nigga. She think you deserving of seven-fifty, so I’ll top you off even with eight. Nigga you lucked up.”
“Nah, I see it the other way around.” I had to get the last word in ‘cause for him to think I was gon’ settle for anything less after the numbers she brought to the table was crazy.
“Help me count this money so I can get the fuck out of here. I want her, and I’m starting to envy you young blood. She too certified to be with you, and I ain’t taking that back,” he stated with confidence.
I smirked and grabbed one of the money counters from him. We went through them bills for damn near an hour before he was handing over my well-earned bag of Benji’s. We dapped up one final time before parting ways.
I had a bag full of money that needed to be split but the team wasn’t gon’ know ‘bout the total amount at all. The life we all lived should’ve been us up and out the way by now. However, we were stuck hitting licks and finding ways to stay afloat. With this move, none of us would be taking a loss for a while.
Walking into the kitchen, I found Brat at the counter eating her a bowl of fruit mixed with granola. She was the only one that would eat that bullshit. It looked like she never got full off that shit. Just eating to say she ate when her body wasn’t even feeding off that shit. She needed to let me get in them guts and I’d thicken her ass out.
“You must let people fuck you over often. That was too easy for him, Black,” she voiced speaking on the transaction with Zeus.
“I’m a nigga that’s looking for ways to support my people, Brat. If I think it’s cool enough for them, I’m taking it before a muthafucka change they mind. I know when a ball too low and that wasn’t for me. I got people to feed.”
“And the person you stole from doesn’t? What are we talking about here?” she questioned with a scrunched face.
Smirking at how quick she was with every lil’ thing I threw her way; I found that shit to be the biggest turn on. She wasn’t scared to pop her shit and the way she handled Zeus had a nigga ready to bend her pretty ass over the counter and do her something bad. She was already beautiful, and I loved that Zeus noticed. In his eyes, I had a model on my hip. My entire roster didn’t compare to her and that was a fact. Her old ass was shutting bitches down effortlessly.
“You got that,” I said rounding the corner of the island.
