“Your uncle knows my father. He was trying to smooth things over for you. My interest was piqued when I found out who you were. I watched the surveillance tape of you stealing my truck a million times.
“You’re good. Really good. However, I don’t think you use this much,” he says and taps his fingers to my temple.
I close my eyes and groan. This was stupid and too good to be true. I should’ve known it was a test.
I open my eyes as he pushes my hoodie back from my head. He takes a sharp inhale of air as he looks down into my face. He stands quietly watching me for a few beats. I fidget with my sleeves, wondering if he plans to kill me.
“You’re … wow … not what I expected.”
“Were you expecting a boy?” I find my confidence and snarl.
“No, I knew you were a sixteen-year-old girl. That’s why you’re still breathing, sweetheart. I had no idea you were a gorgeous sixteen-year-old girl. That’s all.”
“What now?” I breathe.
“I have a proposition for you. Since I got the car and most of the product back in New York, I don’t see why I have to punish you. Your uncle also agreed to compensate me for my troubles as long as I don’t hurt you.”
“Proposition?”
“Yes, Oni. I want you to come work for my family for the summer. Your uncle has agreed. I will keep you out of jail and alive as long as you’re working for me. You will stay at my estate and do as I say, but you have to say yes now.”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good, get in. You’re driving.”
Rico
“You can make a leftup here and jump on the highway,” I command as she drives.
This girl is fucking gorgeous. I wasn’t expecting her pretty face hidden beneath that hood. Those eyes, her lips, the deep, dark complexion of her skin.
I have to shift in my seat as I grow hard from her scent filling the Lambo. Her uncle knew she wouldn’t be able to resist stealing it. I set her up.
I had been intrigued by her from the moment she dared to steal the first car. The Trackhawk was filled with almost two million in coke. I’ll admit, she caught me slipping.
I had this chick in Brooklyn I’d been trying to take down for a few months. While I was up in my spare apartment pounding her out, this little thing was stealing my truck. She did that shit so fast I was impressed.
I wasn’t lying. I watched the video a million times in awe. She has skills.
“Why are you doing this?” she speaks up as we float down the road.
She’s an excellent driver as well. Not many people impress me, but Oni Raven is doing one hell of a job. I turn to stare at the side of her face.
“I see something in you.” I shrug. “It seemed like a waste to kill you. I have better uses for your talents. You’re smart on top of it all.”
“You sure about that? I have stolen from the mob twice now. I’m feeling all kinds of stupid at the moment.”
“We all make mistakes, sweetheart. What matters is how we learn from them.”
“Uncle Claude is foul for this. He set me up,” she pouts.
“I set you up. Your uncle just gave me a warning and some info on how.”
“Why are you here? I mean, in Miami?”
“I’m spending the summers here. You and I will travel back and forth to New York over the next few months,” I reply.
“When you say I have to do as you say, what does that mean?” she says softly.
