《ᴍᴏᴛɪᴇsʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴋɪɴɢ (#1 ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟʟs ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ)✓》2: Tiesha And The Meet
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The car came to a stop and Motiesha was ushered out. Her bag was thrown at her which she caught effortlessly.
She was led into a very big mansion that was painted in caramel and gold.
When they entered, the smell of all kinds of drugs struck her nose. Some were counting money, others were rolling weed and others were filling guns with bullets. They were on the floor, couch, and dining chairs and even some stood against the walls.
Most of the girls were walking around naked, the ones with dignity had underwear on.
Motiesha sneezed hard.
She hasn't been around weed in a long time, used to help Lowe roll his weed but now, Kiesha does that.
All eyes turned to her and she rolled her own eyes.
"Where boss at?" someone asked.
"Right here."
A shirtless dark chocolate male at least six feet tall appeared. His whole right arm was tattooed, some parts of his neck and pecs were also full of dark drawings and Tiesha gazed at some of the hardest abs she had ever seen.
Her nipples tightened.
He grinned as he assessed her body. She was putting on just a bralette and tight jeans but he definitely wanted to tap it.
"You got me pussy," he said to the guys behind her.
"I ain't no hoe!" Tiesha snapped at him.
"You damn well look like one," he smirked.
"What you want from me?" She asked instead wanting to leave this cloudy house already.
"What you wanna give?"
"Nigga bye." She said and turned around to walk away.
Tiesha heard people gasp, most especially the women. The guys behind her both pointed a gun at her head.
"What the fuck?" She turned back to him.
"You got something of mine." His voice was blank.
"Ain't got no shit."
"Bag," he ordered.
As he said that, one of the guys snatched her bag from her and poured all the contents out.
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"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
He smiled and she noticed something shining near her purse and someone picked it up. It was a ring.
A ruby diamond ring.
Motiesha kept quiet and just picked up her things. She picked up the shirt that fell out and put it over her head. "Imma leave now," she said.
"You going nowhere, Lil mama."
She glared at him. "Time's past 1, how you gon get home?"
"Not your shitty business." She was annoyed. Who the fuck was this nigga?
"Bitch, who the hell you think you be?" Some random girl yelled.
Tiesha looked at her. "Someone better than you in all ways, that ain't no way to give a lap dance. Even with ya naked ass, his print be sleeping." She scowled.
"Fucking bitch," the girl muttered and threw her cup at Tiesha who ducked as the cup shattered against the wall.
"Lil mama got fire," the hot boss chuckled.
"My sister is home alone," Tiesha said instead.
"This is the upper east, not downtown. You ain't gon get no taxi here and I ain't gon give you no ride."
"Thank you but imma walk."
He dragged her by her arm. "Don't fucking touch me!"
"Boss, how you gon let this hoe talk at ya?" Another person said. Motiesha rolled her eyes again.
"Yo bitch, you talking to Ky'Mon!" Someone yelled. "Ky'Mon Bells."
"Bells?" She snorted.
"You don't know me?" He asked with a small smile.
"Should I?" She asked him. Oh, she knew him alright. Lowe talks about him a lot.
Ky'Mon Bells, the biggest drug dealer, owns most businesses especially jewelry shops, warehouses, casinos, clubs, and illegal paper companies. The nigga had a lot of traps both open to the public and hidden from the public. He rules most parts of the city, especially the underground.
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Literally.
Tiesha wasn't gonna admit she knew him but the male already caught her red-handed and he snickered at her. "Wassup with Lowe?"
She glared at him.
"You the other bitch who keep coming to see him, says you off-limits."
"I am."
"Don't think so." He licked his lips.
"Why you want me to stay?" She asked but he ignored her.
"Money Maker!" He yelled.
A buff light skinned nigga came out of nowhere with a blunt in his mouth.
"Shawty, you looking snatched." He commented as he eyed her.
"She mine." Ky'mon almost snapped, sounding like a small child.
"Ain't nobody's property." Tiesha retorted.
"Ya think?" He snorted. "Prepare a room, she gon be stayin the night." He said turning to money maker.
"You damn wrong." She let out. She brought out her phone and speed-dialed her cousin's number. It rang twice before it was snatched from her.
"Who you calling?"
"Who tha fuck is Papi?" He asked looking at the screen.
Tiesha rolled her eyes as Lowe picked and Ky'Mon put it on speaker. "Hey mami, you on break?"
"The fuck is you callin mami?" Ky'Mon bellowed.
"The fuck are ya?" Lowe retorted.
"Her nigga."
"Tiesha who ya fucking? we gon have a talk." The female heard her cousin's voice get louder.
"Ky'Mon kidnapped me."
"Why he gon do that?" Tiesha knew Lowe was frowning.
"He–"
"Nothing, she mine for tonight." Ky'mon cut her short.
"Come pick me up!" She yelled.
"On ma way." He replied before hanging up the call.
"That your nigga?" Ky'Mon inquired and she shook her head.
He started clicking her phone and she tried to collect it. Seconds later, his phone rang. He showed her phone to her and she saw his contact name.
My King.
Mental note to delete later, she said to herself. He returned her phone to her and she turned her back to him to look out the window.
Ky'mon smacked her ass making her turn around to glare at him. Tiesha heard the guys snicker and the girls looked ready to kill her.
"He's here." She announced immediately at the sound of a car pulling up.
Lowe came in and looked at everybody before hugging Tiesha then he dabbed Ky'mon. "Sup Lowe."
"What's good, bro?"
"Yo Ky'Mon, why you got my sis?"
"I saw her and I invited her in."
"Right," Tiesha muttered.
"You hitting on her?" Lowe asked him.
"Hell yeah," Ky'mon answered back shamelessly.
Lowe looked at Tiesha and she mushed her lips together. She could tell he didn't like that very much. Just because he greeted Ky'mon doesn't mean they're friends.
In the hood, ass-kissing is common.
"I don't like him, let's go," she pulled her cousin by his arm.
"See you later, Lil mama."
When they got in the car, Lowe looked at her. "Nigga don't be looking at me like that."
Tiesha got a text message and she unlocked her phone to read it.
My King: Don't tell nobody bout the jewel, don't spill tea to Lowe too.
Fat Ass🍑: And if I do?
My King: Lil mama, you don't wanna know.
She almost dropped her phone at the sudden tone of her cousin's voice. "What you doing at Ky'Mon's?"
"Told ya psycho nigga kidnapped me."
"Why?"
"Says he want me." Lowe looked intently at her.
"Ion want him. I think I lost my job." She changed the subject.
"Wha happened?" She knew he was smiling inwardly.
"Ran away when a shooting broke out."
"You live to fight another day." He almost chuckled.
"Where Kiesha at?"
"Partying." He said nonchalantly and Tiesha's nose scrunched in anger.
"You have got to be kidding me?!"
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