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  “He must want a show,” I heard Persia yell over the loud music.

  “Should I give it to him?” I asked.

  “Girl, don’t get fucked up by that crazy ass nigga. I saw how he pinned your ass up against the wall,” Alicia blurted out.

  She was still standing there being nosey as hell and it was aggravating me. I didn’t mix with new females. Don’t get me wrong, I was a nice girl and people loved me but I didn’t need any new best friends, I had Persia, plus the way she stared at me made me uncomfortable. I was going to give Adonis a little show but decided against it. Persia was intoxicated and I was too shy to get on the dance floor by myself. Maybe another time, I thought as I looked back over at him at the security guard.

  ADONIS

  “So you want us to hold them, you don’t want them to leave boss?” Chuck my security guard asked while looking surprised.

  “Yeah don’t let their asses go anywhere. Make sure that all of these mothafuckas get out of the club, but have their asses sit right on that couch until my brother and I

  come down. I’m not letting that ass go nowhere.” Briana had my undivided attention. She looked so pure and delicate. I had to have her. If she thought she was getting away from me, she had the game fucked up; I run this shit.

  She had a lil smart mouth on her but it was nothing a mothafucka like me couldn’t fix. “Make sure you let every security guard know not to let them out of this fuckin club, understand?”

  “Understood boss.”

  I saw Chuck getting on his walkie-talkie relaying the message when I made eye contact with Briana again. “Damn,” I mumbled to myself.

  I needed to catch up with my brother to see where the fuck he was. I headed upstairs to my office and Cortez, one of my soldiers got in my face. “Damn boss, you’re bold as fuck but I don’t blame you, she bad. See if she got cousins my age.”

  I ignored him and looked around the room. “Y'all saw my brother?” Tank pointed to the window and there that nigga was with shorty again. Briana was just staring at them; he had to say something funny because both of them laughed.

  She had the prettiest smile and dimples that I’ve ever seen; shawty was just bad. No words could describe her beauty. It was now going on two am, and it was time for the doors to close. I finished going over the paper work and the numbers we made tonight with my club manager and was ready to head out.

  “Boss, we hit big numbers today and this is only our second week. If we keep making money like this, we will be pulling in five million in six months.”

  “Nah, we need to aim higher than five million. You see those fucking lines outside, wrapped around several fucking buildings? Think big mothafucka, I say ten million tops.”

  Mothafuckas knew my name and knew what I was about; my name alone rang bells. People wanted to be around me so the club was the closest thing they had to being in a nigga’s presence. Once word got around that I opened up a club downtown, people were about to start coming from all over. Five million was chump change, hell ten was too but fucking with a nigga like me, you had to think big and aim higher.

  He nodded in agreement, then Chuck's voice came over the intercom. “Boss, we got the girls, we’re waiting for you.”

  With that being said, I finished up in my office and headed downstairs. Just to be in her presence again had me feeling excited, which wasn’t normal for a nigga like me.

  I walked over to her and she shot me a glare. I only laughed inside because I thought the shit was cute. “So, are you ready to be grown now and give me your number or are you gone make this hard on yourself?” I asked.

  “If I give you my number can I go? I’m tired and it’s late plus I want to get my friend home.”

  “That’s all I want for right now,” I stated.

  She looked at me and sighed, “It’s 312-899-0900. I’m going to be busy tomorrow so if I don’t text back....”

  I had to interrupt that shit because I wasn’t having it. I bent down in front of her and looked her dead in the eyes to make the shit that I was about to say clear. “When I call, you pick up, when I text you, text back. I don’t want to hear shit about you being too busy because I can guarantee you, I have more shit on my plate then you; don’t play me ma.

  Don’t ignore me because I will find you.” I stood back up and was done with the conversation. “I’m gone text you Briana, don’t play me ma,” I said with a serious tone and walked off.

  BRIANA

  After Adonis walked off, Ramses later followed and I saw Persia, she looked at them then looked at me and said was ready to go. We walked to the parking lot and I held on to Persia while trying to pull my dress down at the same time, having hips was a blessing and a curse.

  As soon as we made it to the car, I buckled Persia in; she was very tipsy. I hope she remembered everything she said to Ramses because she told me they were going on a date tomorrow and if he was anything like his crazy ass brother, if she backed out, I’m sure he would find her just like Adonis said he would find me.

  I closed the door and walked over to the driver’s side as soon as I opened the door, I saw an all-black Maserati pull up on the side of us. The window rolled down and it was Adonis, Ramses, and some guy that resembled Lil' Durk in the back.

  “Don’t fuck with me ma, answer that text,” he said while smirking.

  “I didn’t even get a text from you,” I said with an obvious attitude. The game that he was playing was starting to get on my nerves. As soon as it rolled off my tongue, my phone lit up with an unknown number flashing across it.

  “Text me right now ma, I’m waiting,” he said while looking at my thighs.

  I sent him a text saying, “Leave me alone,” and waited for his response.

  Everybody in the Maserati laughed like it was some fucking joke. I was agitated and ready to go home so I opened the car door. Ramses got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side to talk to Persia. I opened the door and started to get in until I heard Adonis call out.

  “Nah ma, bring that ass right over here,” Adonis said getting out the car.

  I looked at Ramses and Persia.

  “You better go over there before he physically comes to get you,” Ramses said while laughing.

  Deep down Briana liked the fact that a man Alicia said people feared and powerful was pursuing her, but she thought that he was too much man for her. She was only twenty; she didn’t know what pleasing a man like him was like. She looked over at the car and turned around.

  “What do you want Adonis, I’m cold and tired. Please let me go home,” I pleaded.

  “I’ll never leave you alone,” he said with a cold glare in his eyes. “I’m taking you out tomorrow. I know where you live and I’ll be around your house at nine.”

  “You can’t do that.”

  “I can do whatever I fucking want to,” he said coldly while walking up to me.

  I started to back up and my back hit a brick wall. I was trapped once again; I was so uncomfortable.

  “Didn’t I tell you that I could find you? You can’t hide from me, you still didn’t tell me your full name from earlier.”

  “It’s Briana,” I said while rolling my eyes and exhaling. I wanted him to feel like I didn’t want him near me; he was going to have to work for my attention.

  “Now, can I take you out tomorrow or are you going to act like a little child and say no?”

  “If we run into each other again then I’ll agree to it but right now, I’m not feeling you, so you need to get up off me before I mace your ass.”

  He came so close to me that our lips almost touched. His breathe was minty but I could still smell a hint of alcohol, I was melting inside. How could a complete stranger do this to me?

  “I’m gone have to fix that fucking mouth of yours ma, you’re something else,” he smiled and looked down at me.

  His cologne invaded my nostrils, he smelled so damn good. He towered over my small body while placing his hand in the small of my back. I finally had
enough courage to look up at him. Our eyes met, he stared at me while I gazed at him. I quickly looked down because it was so intense.

  “I’m gone let you go baby since you ain’t trying to give a nigga no play tonight. I’ll hit you up tomorrow. We’re gone follow you home so that I know you get there safely.”

  For some reason this shit was turning me on. The seriousness in his voice had my kitty purring. At this point, from what that odd girl told me at the bar, I knew he had ways of finding out what he wanted so I didn’t feel the need to ask how he knew where I lived.

  As far as I knew, he put in an effort to find out where I lived. To me that was important because he had to be really feeling me, right?

  I slightly pushed him from in front of me and started walking back to my car. Something told me to stop and look back and when I did, there he was eyeing the hell out of me. I don’t know if he had a thing for feet but he always stared at my mine. I watched his eyes as he slowly looked from my feet, legs, hips, breast and then face. That thick tongue went over his bottom lip and he smirked. I turned around with the quickness and got into the car.

  “Aight ma, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Ramses said, finishing him and Persia’s conversation. He walked back to the Maserati and I pulled off.

  ADONIS

  To be honest, a nigga had never been shot down like that before. Once I approached a female, she was fair game and I could have her any way I wanted. For Briana to sit up there and turn me down like that had me wanting her more. If this was the game that she wanted to play, then hell, I was up for it; I loved a challenge. This girl was gone belong to me and it wasn’t shit she could do about it. I’ve never had butterflies over a bitch but she gave them shits to me. It was just something about her that I couldn’t shake.

  After we followed her home, I sat in her driveway contemplating if I should barge in her house and take her home with me; I wanted her ass that bad. I opened the car door to go get her when Turk stopped me.

  “Nigga, you haven’t even gotten the pussy yet and you’re already trying to kidnap her; fuck wrong with you? Lay back nigga, damn.”

  My cuzzo was right but I wasn’t trying to hear that shit. I saw her peak out of the blinds.

  “Bruh, she probably thinks that we’re about to kill 'er ass. Let’s shake this mothafucka, you’ll see her again don’t worry nigga,” Ramses and Turk slapped hands while laughing.

  “Nigga shut the fuck up because you were ready to go in the house with Persia once she got out her car,” I said while cutting my eyes in their direction. These niggas had me fucked up, they didn’t know what I was feeling but I decided to take their advice though. I got back in the whip and my cousin Turk was in the backseat talking all types of shit.

  As they rode through downtown Chicago, Adonis couldn’t keep his mind off Briana. He liked that she played hard to get. When he talked to a bitch, they would give it up right then and there if he asked but with her, it was different. She seemed like she didn’t want shit to do with him and that made him want her more, the challenge enticed him. If she were talking to anybody right now, that shit would have to cease immediately because he was taking over. As he toked on the blunt that he rolled earlier, he came up with his next move for tonight. If it was a game that she wanted to play then he was going to give her one.

  BRIANA

  I woke up to the sound of my cell phone ringing; it was five in the morning, Who the hell is calling me this early in the damn morning? I said to myself. Grabbing my phone off of the nightstand, I sat up in bed to answer it. It was an unknown number, I answered on the fourth ring, “Hello,” I said with an evident attitude.

  “Did I wake you?” a deep raspy voice was on the other end. All of tonight’s events came rushing back to my mind. I was excited that he called but wouldn’t dare tell him. Men like him were used to getting their way so you had to play with them until you finally gave in.

  “Well it is five in the damn morning Adonis, what do you think?”

  “I’m coming over,” he stated.

  Was he actually serious right now? “Are you crazy? I don’t know you and I didn’t give you permission to come over.”

  “Listen ma, it’s raining and thundering, I know that you’re scared so let me protect you.”

  I heard him laughing on the other end but I didn’t find shit funny. “Adonis, if you want this talking thing to work out, you're going to have to abide by my rules. You can’t come over my house right now.”

  “I’m on my way baby, I think the signal fucking up the connection, I’ll see you in ten."

  Before he hung up, I heard him laughing again. Did this nigga think he was slick? I know damn well the connection wasn’t lost or messed up because I heard everything he said clearly. Now I had an attitude because his ass was messing with my beauty rest. While pulling the covers back on my bed, I put on my bunny slippers and headed down stairs. It was thundering and raining hard as hell; I didn’t even notice it until he said something about it. I sat on my couch with my legs pulled up to my chest while watching the door.

  Was this a game to him or did he do this with everyone? He said that he would be here in ten minutes so I was going to wait down here until he arrived. If he's late I’m not opening the door, I thought. I exhaled, closed my eyes and waited. What were he and I going to talk about? I didn’t know him, yet he was on his way to my house. I was scared and intrigued by this mysterious man. My curiosity was getting the best of me because I would have never done this shit in a million years. I was snapped out of my trance when I heard two loud knocks on the door.

  I sat still contemplating if I should open it or not, What if he's a killer Briana? You could be making a big mistake. While rocking back and forth, I sat there for a couple of more minutes. The sound of thunder and his hard ass fist banging outside of my door startled me. I hurried off the couch because I was afraid he was going to tear my damn door down. When I opened the door a slight chuckle escaped my mouth, he was completely soaked. His shirt stuck to his body and I could see the imprint of this abs. He had on a wife beater with jogging pants, his muscles, tattoos and that smirk on his face made me so wet, probably wetter than he was standing outside.

  “You gone let a nigga in or do you want me to drag yo ass out here too?”

  I rolled my eyes and stepped to the side.

  “Damn, it’s dark as fuck in here, are you gone turn the lights on?”

  “No, I like it that way, the candle is enough light. This is my house not yours so abide by my rules.” I went into my linen closet to grab three towels so that he could dry off. I was also putting one on my couch so that he could sit down. I just bought a new furniture set, he wasn’t about to fuck up my shit. “Here you go,” I said while handing him the towels.

  He took his wife beater off and I swear I could have fainted. He had a perfect V in his stomach; this man was just fine period. While he dried off, he never took his eyes off me.

  “Why are you here Adonis?” I asked with an evident attitude.

  “Because I wanted to see you. Are you wearing that for me?” he asked while eyeing my body lustfully.

  I looked in the mirror that sat by the door and cursed myself because I had on this little pajama set from Victoria’s Secret that barely covered my body. The shorts were booty shorts times ten on me, they could pass for panties; the shirt was tight and stopped just above my belly button. I felt practically naked while standing in front of him. “I’m going to go change.”

  “I didn’t ask you to change so don’t, sit right here,” he sat down and pointed to the space next to him.

  “Adonis, I want to go change.”

  “And I told you not to,” he stated calmly.

  I gave in and sat next to him. I looked straight ahead and felt his eyes on me.

  “I needed to see you ma, I wanted to make sure you were alright. You don’t need to be by yourself while it’s raining like this.”

  “I was doing just fine, I was sleep.”

  “I s
till needed to make sure that you were okay.”

  “And calling wasn’t enough?”

  “I said I needed to see you, didn’t I? I can’t drive in that shit so I need to crash here for the night.”

  I looked at this nigga like he was crazy.

  He laughed, “Listen baby, I’ll sleep on the couch, I’m not sleeping with you.”

  “Even I knew that, you’re lucky to be here right now. Listen, I’m not sure if I feel comfortable with a stranger sleeping on my couch.”

  “I’m not a stranger ma; well, I won’t be for long,” he said seriously. “It’s only one night ma, you don’t want me getting in a car wreck, do you?”

  “No,” I shook my head and stared out of the window. It was pretty bad outside.

  “Well alright then, I’ll sleep on this couch.”

  I couldn’t believe I gave into him that quickly, what was wrong with me? He could kill me tonight and no one would know who did it. I got up and started walking towards the stairs. I looked back at him and he was sitting with his eyes closed and his head leaning back. I took the opportunity to look at his body again. The tattoo art that accentuated his body was flawless. My eyes traveled all the way to the bulge in his sweatpants; thank God for whoever created sweatpants for men. As my eyes traveled back up to his face, I caught him staring at me while smirking.

  “You wouldn’t know what to do with it ma, gone head and take that ass upstairs.”

  I was caught and I couldn’t say anything so I did as I was told and went back up to my room to continue my beauty rest.

  I woke up at around ten the next morning and immediately got up to fix my hygiene. I walked out of the bathroom and saw Adonis’s wife beater on a chair in my room. How did he come in my room without me hearing him? I walked over to the couch and saw a wad of cash. Maybe he left it; I thought and immediately ran over to my bed to call him.