Falling For A Hood King by Latrice Shvonne

Author:Latrice, Shvonne [Latrice, Shvonne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Sullivan Productions | Leo Sullivan Presents
Published: 2015-10-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 30: Julius

While Natalia was being pampered, it was time for me to go have this meeting with Hugo's potential connect. This the type of shit I be talking about. I have no problem meeting with a connect, but for some reason I feel like his little errand boy. I know he sent me on these out of town trips because he trusted me the most, but it just didn't feel like that. It didn't matter what I had going on, he wanted me to drop everything and go.

I threw on blue jeans, a light blue button up, and a black casual blazer. I threw on some all black chucks to complete my look, sprayed my cologne, and then headed out. I decided to go business casual, that way I didn't have to worry about being too dressed up or too dressed down.

That Bentley ride was only for last night, so today I took a taxi. The connect said he was staying at the Sheraton, so it wasn't too far from where I was already staying. Like I assumed, the taxi pulled up in no time. I paid my fee, and then headed inside. The lobby area was off the damn chain, and I made a mental note to stay here when I was footing the bill. I lowkey felt like Hugo should've had Natalia and I up in this shit. Then again, I was here to do business, not vacation; in his eyes, at least.

I asked the employee where the lobby bar was and once I found it, I decided to take a seat since I didn't see him. Hugo said the connect knew what I looked like, and that was all he could tell me. What kind of shit is that? I was used to Hugo's bullshit by now though. I decided to check a couple of texts, while I waited.

Franceska: Where you been? I dropped by yesterday.

Me: Handling business out of town.

Franceska: I miss you, can I see you when you get back?

Me: I don't know ma. I'm tryna stay faithful right now.

Franceska: You know I won't say shit Ju, I'm not even like that!

Me: Aight, I'll get at you when I get back ma

Franceska: Okay baby, I love you.

I shook my head, and locked my phone. I honestly don't know what I did to make all these bitches fall in love. Natalia was literally the only woman I gave any kind of extra attention to. I dicked these hoes down and then barely answered their calls, but somehow by our next convo they were in love. Franceska was some Dominican chick I met while out with my boys one night. She was sexy as hell, and I knew immediately that I was gon’ fuck.

"Julius?"

I turned around to see a short, fat, black man. He appeared to be about 55 years old, and smelled like money. You know them colognes old niggas with money wear. It don't smell good, nor does it stink, it just says…money.

"That's me," I responded, and stood up.

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