《Queen pin》Part 2 of US
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Sin opened the passenger side of his car for me and walked over to the driver door but not before handing the boy earlier a couple of hundreds from what I'm seeing he dapped him up and then got in the car With me
"Where we going sincere" I asked as he pulled off and hooked his phone up and looked at me and said
"Just sit back and ride lil shoota" he said which he been calling me since we first met I sat my ass back and he turned on Nipsey which was one of my favorite artists
"You know this one of my favorite artists I think his music speak real shit" I said head bobbing to the song
"Yeah me to we go back" he said while he flashes me a lil smile then turning back to the road
"You lying you know him" I said getting hype asab Nipsey was also known in the streets but kept a low profile being that his music is taking off
"Yeah we den did some fucked up shit together but he never went Hollywood on us he just opened a store not to long ago" sin said
"I heard we should check it out one day" I said as I looked at him admiring his looks and his mom and dad made a beautiful as child
"We is" he said which made me get a lil butterflies like im gangsta got me going soft I left it there and just listened to the music and song the song
Bout 30 mins later we pulled up to a wharehouse another person would've been scared but if he wanted to kill me he gonna have to pull up hell of a fight
"I ain't gonna kill dior" he said which ik he want lying cause he call me dior when he serious he got out the car and came and opened my door
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"Ik ima a real shoota"I said
He grabbed my hand and walked me to the entrance we walked in " sin,ms.don" some boy said and lead up to the back There was no one else here
We made it to the back when I seen a whole bunch of guns I knew we was at a shooting range now this was fucking a date by sincere face I knew he knew I liked this
"Had to bring my lil shoota to the shooting range" he said and picked his gun I walked to where he was and picked mine
"Good choice" he said I smiled and walked to to the posters whea you shoot
"Your choice would've been my first pick but this will do" i looked at him and shot my gun with one hand instantly hitting the neck
Sincere shot his and hit the the middle of the stomach which he was aiming for and looked at me and winked at me
After a while we cleaned up and was now heading out we got in the car and listened to the music in comfortable slience
We pulled up to the restaurant so I can drive my car back I liked sincere but he didn't need to know where I laid my head at yet
He completely understood and drove me to the restaurant once again he opened my door and walked me to my car
"Thanks for tonight sincere I needed this" I said and gave him a hug and he put his neck in between my neck we stayed like that for a few minutes before he pulled back and kissed my forehead and cheek
He walked with that a man of little words I been thinking since we first had met each other even on the date he'll let me do most of the talking which I didn't mind at all
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I pulled off from the restaurant and headed of to my house tired was in understatement I needed to kick off these heels off the
The next day
"No" I said I was here arguing with my dad about the gala that happens every year I never go because I was a girl when they thought I was boy they assumed I couldn't make it or they didn't care
"you are going half of the people don't even know what you look like and it good for busniess and making new deals" my dad said which was true but I still didn't want to go but I needed to and I needed to show my face off
"Ill see you Wednesday" I said leaving his office
"good choice" he yelled out when I was almost down the hall my mom wasn't at home she was on a trip in the Bahamas which I knew she needed and happy she had a get away she still called me earlier to tell me she was safe even though she had body guards every where
when I was a child I hated that shit watching everything I do and following me its get annoying but I knew It was for the right reasons
I needed to find a dress for the gala and I needed talk to sin about the new shipments I had in mind and tell Bree about the gala so she can be prepared I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing
it was Bree I "Dior u need to come down here asap the blue" she said with that I sped down the street blue is just one of our traps so I named them cause why not then I heard my phone ring again
it was sin "did you know about this" he said with a mad tone yelling in my car speakers
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y'all are free to cuss me out for this Late chapter but RIP,NISPEY AND VON shit sad
how y'all felt about the date
where promise?
getting juicy
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