Page 107 of Mia

“Did you know their story?”

She nodded. “I overheard them talking a few times.”

“And you decided it was a good idea to help those two sell these women’s bodies? Sick bitch.”

“I’m not sick! I just… the money was good. Too good to pass up.”

I slapped her. “These women weren’t a means for you to make a come up!”

Jazmine spit out blood and looked up at me with fire in her eyes.

“If I didn’t do it, somebody else would have. It wouldn’t have mattered if it was me or another girl. The job would have been done. Loyalty goes a long way with Miranda and JacQues. You not only fucked up his money, but you fucked up mine.” She smirked. The fear she once had was gone. “He made me the Madam after he thought he killed you. I’ve been bringing in more money the last couple months than Miranda had in years because I know what men want. I let them live out their darkest fantasies with my girls, and they pay very well for that.”

“And you’re proud of that shit?” Titan asked.

She looked at him and rolled her eyes. “Oh please. I’ve been selling pussy since I was sixteen. Niggas never cared about my reasonings. All they saw was a pretty face, a fat ass, and that good shit between my legs. You think they gave a fuck about morals?” She looked him up and down. “You look like you’d be a very loyal customer. Tell me, what’s your darkest fantasy?”

Titan chuckled. “My dick gets hard every time I watch my wife kill a bitch. Don’t tempt me, ‘cause I’ll put a hot one in your head, then fuck her right next to your dead body and shoot my load on your fucking face.”

I laughed. “Calm down, baby.” I turned to Jazmine. “Sorry, he gets a little excited when he knows he’s gonna get some pussy after. Now, what am I gonna do with you? I know JacQues is coming to see you later, so I want to leave him a nice little surprise.”

She shrugged. “Do what you have to do.”

“Fine by me.”

I moved to Titan’s backpack to grab my tools, but she stopped me.

“No! Wait!”

I turned back to her curiously.

“I don’t wanna die. We can work this out. I—I can take you to him.”

“I don’t need you to take me to him. I have plenty of eyes on that rat bastard.”

“I’ll leave town! You don’t ever have to see me again.”

“And I won’t.”

I dug through the backpack until I found the scissors. Rounding the front of Jazmine, I cut the skimpy dress she wore straight up the front. Not so surprising, she wasn’t wearing anything beneath it.

“You’re just an easy access bitch all around, huh?” I asked.

“You don’t have to do this! You don’t have to do this, please!”

“Tape her fucking mouth,” I told Titan. “She had all that smoke earlier, but wants to beg now?”

He pulled out the duct tape and ripped off a piece. She moved her head frantically as he approached her. Fed up with her shit, I grabbed her by the throat to hold her still while he covered her mouth. Releasing her, I stepped over to the bag and grabbed the machete and sharpener. The sound of the blade scraping made me excited. It had been so long since I got to really put my skills to use and this bitch was about to be my first victim.

“You ever been cut, Jazmine?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“It’s something about cutting through flesh. The key is having a sharp knife. Makes it glide like butter.”

Before she could blink, I slid the machete across both her wrists. She let out a muffled scream as the blood began to pour. The sight of it made a smile spread across my face.

“See what I mean?”