Devil's Angel's

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August

"Summer are you gon' stay tha' night with a nigga ta'night?" I asked as I sipped from my drink.

"That depends on if you are gon' behave."

"Summer you know ya ass like when I put this tongue on you, so stop actin' up or I'ma give you something that will make ya ass act right."

"Inappropriate August." She chuckled.

"Oh I can show yo ass inappropriate. Keep testing me."

She was about to say something when a waiter brought a glass of henny to us. I was looking hella confused because I didn't order a glass of henny. I had my own personal bottle here.

"Kim, who did this come from?"

"She said that she was your secret admirer. She wouldn't tell me her name."

"Well take this shit back."

She shrugged and took it back. I looked around the club to see if anybody was watching us. Something was up with that shit. I don't drink no drinks that a female sends my way because they be on that trying to drug a nigga shit.

"August what was that all about?"

"That's what tha' fuck I'm trying to figure out. "C'mon." I grabbed her hand and made it down the stairs.

We walked towards the bar and I wanted to find out who asked to have this drink made.

"Amp."

"What it do?"

"Aye who had a glass of henny sent to VIP?"

"Bruh it was that Cal-thottie. She didn't know I was watching her and Jerod the whole time. They been watching y'all like hawks the whole night. That bitch psycho and Jerod a little off his rocker too."

"Preciate Amp." I walked off and headed to my office.

"August what are you doing?"

"You'll see in a second." I walked to my security office that was built in the inside of the office. I could see a lot of things all around my club.

I walked inside and sat down and pulled Summer on my lap. I looked at all the computer screens, but my focus was near the bar. I hit a few buttons that would let me see what was happening around the bar.

I absently rubbed my hand up and down Summer's thigh as I watched the screens. Just like clock work what I was looking for popped into view.

"Bingo. That bitch must think that I'm crazy."

"Callie put something in that drink didn't she?"

"Yep and I'm put my foot up her ass. She so fucking jealous of you until it don't make no sense. She might as well get over that because you ain't going nowhea."

"You must be trying to make us official then."

"Trust me Summer its official you just didn't know it. It was official day one. I just didn't want to own up ta' that shit then, but now a nigga is."

"Aw I promise you got a good one right here."

"Oh I know and I'm gon' always protect you." I pulled her head down for a kiss.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and I deepened the kiss. I knew that she could feel my dick against her ass, but she turns a nigga on.

I reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. I gripped both of her thighs tightly.

"Summer you driving me crazy. I want you so bad, but I'm waiting until you ready, but damn if it ain't killing a nigga."

"Be patient and it will be worth the wait."

"I know. C'mon lets get out of hea' befo' I fa'get everything you just said."

She laughed and she stood up. I couldn't help but look at her ass. I just shook my head and sat there for a minute studying her. I leaned up and let my hands roam her curvy frame.

"August behave."

"I am, but I can't help but admire you. You never did say if you were gon' spend tha' night."

"I will, bu-"

"Nah, Summer ain't no but. We ain't gotta have sex, but I am gon' eat it til you can't see straight. In fact I might even let you ride my face."

Jackson

I was sitting in m office looking over all the money that the church was taking in. I was at a good place and I planned on keeping it that way. I looked at the time and it was after one in the morning. I stood a stretched. The doorbell rang and I furrowed my brows in confusion. I had no idea who the hell it could be at this time of night, unless it was Callie or another woman I was dealing with.

I sighed and made my way down the hall. I looked out the peep hole but I didn't see anybody. I found that odd. I waited a beat before I opened the door and when I did I was shoved inside my house with a gun to my head.

"Good ole Pastor Jackson. You have been hiding from us, but hiding season is over. Where the fuck is my money Jackson?"

"Look I don't have it right now, but just give me a few weeks."

"Jackson you have had long enough to have every damn dime of my money and I have been patient with you. Now I'm going to give you forty-eight hours to have my six figures or else...."

I was knocked to the grown as they walked out. I laid there with my chest heaving and I knew who I had to call. I scrambled to my feet and got to my phone. I dialed Jerod's number and listened as it rung.

"What's up Jackson?"

"Get here and fast."

"What's going on?"

"Devil's Angels....."

Just a little filler until I get to the deep stuff.

Excuse Mistakes!










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