It seemed like a revolving story when it came to Norah. Once again Tasim was outside of her home watching her every move. He watched as she climbed into her vehicle and sped off as if her life wasn’t in his hands. Dressed in a black ski mask with a few goons surrounding him, he couldn't do shit but shake his head. Once again, she vanished without a word, leaving him confused but missing her presence like a mothafucka. He was torn between wanting to put a bullet between her head and kissing her tender lips. Granted he was upset about the fire but he knew why. Shit not only the rumors around the way but her friend had been missing. There was no telling what she had found out so there was no telling what her thoughts were. Therefore, Tasim was faced with a choice: play it cool or makehis move. Mr. Kingly wanted Norah dead and the shit was just too confusing. The way she was moving he wasn't sure if he should let her live or not. She was there one moment, gone the next. Tasim's heart pounding in his chest just seeing her move so freely.
"What's the plan?" one of his goons asked, eager to kill. "Grab her now or wait for a better moment?" he asked because Tasim had pretty much zoned out watching the taillights of her vehicle.
"You keep watching her." was his only reply lost in the memory of her smile.
Tasim's grip on the silver chrome pistol tightened as he watched her pull into the gas station nearby. Tasim contemplated his move because of the cameras.
"We wearing mask my nigga." Right on time one of the men stated.
"Let's get her." Tasim replied and the driver wasted no time swerving the van behind her whip.
Norah instantly spotted the white van and panic set in. She wanted to take off running, realizing she may have been in danger. The men quickly jumped out along with Tasim. Under strict orders they were to let him grab her. He ran up behind her and snatched her up. She began struggling, terrified. She knew it was only a matter of time The Kingly's would catch up to her and by the smell of the Clive Christian cologne she knew it was Tasim. She released a breath because there was something about his gentleness. She looked into the two holes that exposed his eyes, shocked that he wore more concern than hatred.
After placing Norah into the van, they began driving towards a disclosed location. The entire ride Norah was still in a panic but Tasim was in a deep thought. To Norah the driveseemed like it took forever, but it wasn't a long one to Tasim because he didn't want to face reality that he may havehadto end her life.
When they arrived, Tasim exited the van then pulled Norah out. They all headed into the building but the goons stood post by the door. When they walked inside Kasim was seated at his desk watching her. He had this creepy pair of eyes but something told her there was a pleasant surprise. Norah moved her eyes along to the figure that sat in the corner. It was a girl but she had her head down. When the girl looked up, the flicker from the candle exposed her angelic face. Norah thought that she was seeing things but the illusion was actually real.
"Da…Da." Norah tried to speak but couldn't contain her emotions. Dallas jumped from the chair and ran over to her best friend. They both stood there shocked by the reunion. Norah, who was overwhelmed that her friend was alive, began to cry. Dallas was overwhelmed because this reunion was a long time coming. She had missed her best friend and each time she knew she was in the Dynasty warmed her heart and broke it at the same time. Kasim felt like it wasn't the time and each day she suffered.
"I'm okay Norah. Kasim and Tasim both have been taking care of me. It's a long story but Big Boy harmed me and Kasim saved me in a sense." Dallas blew the strand of hair that swung in her face. It was definitely a long story for another day. Although she wasn't sure if Big Boy was alive or not, she had this weird feeling Kasim had killed him.
"But why? Why did they hide you so long from me? Dallas I've been dying without you. I wasn't sure if you were dead or not." Norah cried with frustration thinking about it.
"Please don't cry. I'm so sorry." Dallas looked back to Tasim taking Norah into an embrace. Tasim stood to his feet to assist Dallas. He wrapped his arms around her and she lookedup. She wanted to punch him so badly but she was grateful. She was grateful he didn't off with her head after setting The Dynasty on fire.
"I'm sorry Tasim." Norah gave him a very apologetic look. She stared into his eyes in hopes he wasn't gonna actually kill her. She loved Tasim and now she chose him in a crazy sense.
"You good ma." he couldn't help but kiss her. Norah accepted his kiss with honors. They stood there making out as if no one was in the room. Tasim's heart melted with every smack of the lips and both Dallas & Kasim watched smiling ear to ear. Dallas was happy to see her friend so in tune with a man. As long as she'd known Norah, Norah was a complete player and hated the ideal of a relationship. She wasn't sure what would come from it, but she prayed her best friend had found love just as she had done. Kasim was the best thing that happened to Dallas and every day she thanked God.
The reunion was so overwhelming everyone watched with tears of joy and relief. The best friends wrapped each other into a tight hug now speechless for a moment. As they processed their emotions, they wanted to ask so many more questions but right now they relished in the moment. They're both sobbed as relief washed over them in waves. When they pulled back, they began to process everything. The disappearance, the fear, the uncertainty. Norah looked at Dallas…
"I thought I'd lost you," She whispered, voice shaking. The emotions were raw and very overwhelming. She turned to look back over to Tasim, eyes still red from crying. He hit her with a single head nod already knowing what she was thinking. She then looked at Kasim. A slight smile spread on her face. For the first time she saw his full features.
Okay best friendddd.
She thought, because Kasim was very handsome. His ass was a little weird but in a cute creature type of way.
Out of nowhere, the door opened and in walked one of the masked men. Everyone looked behind them alarmed but Tasim. The mask man removed his mask and Dallas chuckled.
"You niggas done romancing because I have a party to go to?" Shy removed her gloves and dropped them on the chair. She was happy for her brothers and their little love triangles but unmoved by their romance tactics. They had been through so much in not even a course of one year with these girls. If this was what love was, Shy wanted no parts. Again, she was happy for them all but to each is on. "Heyyyy Dallas." Shy waved because she and Dallas were very acquaintances.
“Heyyyy Shy.” Dallas giggled, causing Shy to smile.
“I’ll see you losers later. Oh, and Norah, welcome to the family chile.” Shy called out over her shoulder.
“Where you off too?” Kasim frowned because despite the mask and gloves she was dressed to impress. The mini dress she wore told him she had a date. He couldn’t help but steam knowing it had something to do with her daddy dearest.
“I have a date with a client.” She stopped and looked back. “Well not a client per say but work for your dad. A new hire.” She shrugged then walked out of the door.
A new hire?
Tasim thought until his eyes fell down on Norah. Just like that she took him into a daze. He’d deal with Shy later. Right now, he was gonna let Norah & Dallas continue reuniting then he was gonna take her back to his mansion and fuck the shit out of her. Because he couldn’t kill her, he was gonna kill her pussy and make her beg for mercy.
EPILOGUE
"SHY KINGLY"
As Shy’s luxury Lambo pulled into the valet of the most exclusive party of the year. There were so many exotic cars, women dressed in little to nothing and men that wore their best garments and jewels. All of the who’s who, sucka’s and nobody's that slipped through the cracks attended Billion’s celebration. Billion was celebrating his 34th birthday as a kingpin so he brought all the dope boys outside from every trench in the nearby cities. Shy couldn't front, she was very impressed but not moved. She was only here for one thing and that was her father’s strict order. She exited her vehicle looking like the stunna she was. She handed the valet her keys and made her way to the mansion's grand ballroom that was alive with the pulse of bass and heavy music. When it came to LA's elite, cartel bosses, tech moguls, and old money, Shy was no stranger. Tonight, she couldn't mingle with the city's most notorious players but she would snag a few niggas she could creep with later on in the game.
