King woke up to the sun shining bright in the room. He didnâ€™t know what time it was but he must have slept pretty late because Ryan was gone and he usually felt when she moved. King headed to

Rich Boy Mafia

King woke up to the sun shining bright in the room. He didnâ€™t know what time it was but he must have slept pretty late because Ryan was gone and he usually felt when she moved. King headed to the bathroom to relieve himself then downstairs where he could hear laughter coming from the kitchen.

Ryan was cooking and the twins were in their bouncers. Camron was sitting at the table talking with Harlem Jr.

â€œHey family.â€ King made his presence known.

â€œHey, dad.â€ Cam spoke.

â€œWhatâ€™s up, Unc?â€

King swore that boy was so much like Harlem it was funny. He looked like him and acted like him.

â€œHey, baby,â€ Ryan cooed. â€œSo what are your plans for today?â€

â€œIâ€™m chilling today, ma. A nigga tired and all I want to do is chill with my family today. Maybe we can go out to eat or catch a movie or something.â€ He had been neglecting his family because he was working so hard to secure their future but no more. He was going to make sure he made time for them no matter what.

â€œThatâ€™s cool with me. We can eve grill some stuff and invite the family over if you want.â€

Thatâ€™s why he loved her. She was always so giving. â€œYeah we can do that. Iâ€™ll call everyone up after we have breakfast.â€

After they ate breakfast the kids went upstairs to play video games and Ryan cleaned the kitchen. King decided to watch the DVD that had come in the mail the previous day. The package didnâ€™t have a return address on it and when he opened it up the DVD itself didnâ€™t have any words it which was weird. Intrigued, he popped it into the DVD player and sat down. Maybe this act was something worth looking at.

Nothing could explain the feeling he felt when the picture popped up on the screen. He saw murder. He didnâ€™t even remember going into the kitchen or how he got there but his hands were firmly around Ryanâ€™s neck and all he could see was red: the color of blood.

â€œYou trifling ass bitch! You fucked that nigga in my house? Huh?â€ He wanted answers but didnâ€™t realize that Ryan couldnâ€™t breathe. The color was draining from her face and he didnâ€™t care. His mind was filled with images of her hugged up with Imran in his house and it looked as if they were fucking.

King finally let her go. â€œI donâ€™t ever want shit else to do with you,â€ he stated breathlessly. â€œYou better be glad for the sake of my kids that Iâ€™m letting you stay here. But if it doesnâ€™t concern them donâ€™t say shit to me. You are fucking dead to me.â€ King stormed out.

Ryan sat on the floor crying. How the hell did he find out? King had his facts wrong. She hadnâ€™t slept with Imran. Sheâ€™d tried to stop his advances. She had to figure this mess out and quick. She couldnâ€™t lose King.

~ ~ ~

King made his way to Game Over Records with murder on his mind. He couldnâ€™t believe the same nigga he broke bread with and invited to his home was fucking his girl. He was about to beat the shit out of Imran. Ryan had gotten a pass because of his kids otherwise he probably would have killed her.

He walked right pass the receptionist and into Imranâ€™s office. He was in a meeting but King didnâ€™t give a damn. He walked over to Imran and his fist connected with the manâ€™s face before he could utter a word. King then commenced to beating the shit out of him. He beat him so badly that he wasnâ€™t moving. King hadnâ€™t taken any notice to Imranâ€™s business associates begging him to stop or calling the police. By the time heâ€™d come out of his blind rage King was in cuffs. He couldnâ€™t believe heâ€™d gotten into all this drama over a female whom he thought loved him. Once again he had been played and now he might be facing attempted murder charges. How could he explain this to his kids? What was going to happen to RBM now?

Country	USA
Author	Demettrea
Binding	Kindle Edition
Format	Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct
Label	Sullivan Production, LLC
Manufacturer	Sullivan Production, LLC
NumberOfPages	208
PublicationDate	2014-04-20
Publisher	Sullivan Production, LLC
ReleaseDate	2014-04-20
Studio	Sullivan Production, LLC

Rich Boy Mafia

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