Down To Ride For His Hood Love (The Stockley Family Book 4) by Unique

Author:Unique [Unique ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nikki Brown Presents
Published: 2020-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

Walking through the club, I made my way over to the VIP where Mielle was sitting. Priest was out with Briscoe and Red, and she didn’t want to be at home alone, so I convinced her to drop the baby off to her parents and come chill with me while I worked. “Hey, boo. You look cute,” I noted, checking out her outfit. Mielle was dressed down in a pair of blue jeans, a white shirt, a multi-color Nike track jacket with a pair of Nike Air Max to match. What set the outfit off was the gold Rolex on her left wrist and the purple Birkin to match her shoes and jacket.

“Thank you, boo, and so do you. How long you dancing tonight?”

“Not long. I only came because I was home bored. I’m glad you called so you could come sit with me.”

“Girl, I was happy as hell to drop Bishop off to my parents. They’re always fussing about not being able to spend time with him”

“I’m about to go in the back and get ready for my set. Let me go knock this out then we can leave. I wanna go to the diner and eat.”

“Priest just texted me. He’s on his way up here,” she responded, looking down at her phone.

“Did he say anything about Briscoe coming?” I queried.

“Nawl. He just asked where I was and said he was ’bout to pull up.”

“Cool. Let me go. I’ll be back,” I replied, getting up from the couch.

I went to the locker room and touched up my makeup and took my braids out of the bun that I had been wearing. Tonight, I was dancing in a black one piece and I had on my purple fringe open toe/heel knee high boots. After getting myself together it was show time.

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The DJ was spinning “Poppin” by Roddy Ricch, and I was in my zone. After spinning around the pole, I walked to the edge of the stage and squatted down, popping my ass cheeks one at a time. I swung my braids over my shoulder and dropped down in a split. Swinging my legs around to stand, I felt a tug on my hair before my body was roughly yanked from the stage. “What the fuck?” I yelled.

Whoever had a hold on my hair was pulling on it so hard it was impossible to turn around and see who it was. The DJ cut the music, and I felt my hair being freed, giving me enough time to jump to my feet. One of the club guards ran over to me and grabbed me, shuffling me away from the stage.

Before my brain could register what was going on, a loud voice boomed from behind me. “Nigga, you done lost yo’ fucking mind!”

That’s Briscoe. Pushing myself out of the guard’s reach, I ran in the direction of where his voice came from. When I got by the stage, Briscoe was beating Cream senseless while Priest stood with a gun in his hand.

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