When A Savage Needs Love: His BBW Obsession by Barbie Amor & Barbie Scott

Author:Barbie Amor & Barbie Scott [Amor, Barbie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2022-04-06T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

‘Scar’

When Love and I walked into the club, it was like the entire club stopped to watch us. Although she was looking good as a muthafucka, I knew the attention was on me. Not because I was fresh to death, but because I was here in the flesh. The entire city knew my name but never encountered me personally. I didn’t fuck with clubs, so this would be the last place I’d be seen visiting.

Right now, a nigga couldn’t focus on my surroundings because Sergio had my full-blown attention. This was his club, which was why he called the meeting here. I never heard of him being here, because had he, I would’ve been shot this muthafucka up. I knew he owned it, but I also knew this club was full of young hooligans and hood bitches who were beneath him. Sergio was a rich ass Mexican mafia muthafucka who had so much money his businesses ran themselves. The only reason he was here was to see me, and I was ready.

I stepped into the upper level VIP then was escorted to Sergio by one of his personal security. When I made it to the red rope, I noticed Hoosane in the cut lurking. He was surrounded by an army of niggas, but I didn’t make it obvious. I headed inside, and instantly, the tension was 100.

Love squeezed my hand tightly, and with the other hand, she held it on her purse, on the pistol I had given her. I wasn't proud of bringing her here, but it made me smile knowing she was war ready. I felt bad as fuck I had to drag her here, but the shit was sudden. We were supposed to be out at a nice candle light dinner, enjoying each other’s company. But instead, we were here for Lord knows what.

The night I was grazed with that bullet, we had killed a few of Sergio’s men. Not to mention, the nigga I let Rowa feast on back at the warehouse. I couldn’t understand, for the life of me, why would a nigga wanna come have a sit down after he left bloodshed. My better judgment told me he wanted peace because I was sure he wouldn't do the shit in his establishment.

“Scar, have a seat.” Sergio spoke like we were best of friends.

I didn’t bother to reply. I just took a seat along with Love.

“Scar, how's it going?”

“Cut the shit, Sergio. I ain’t here to be friends, so what’s up?” I looked at him seriously.

“I wanna end it.”

“‘End it’?” I replied like I ain't understand what he meant. “Already? Damn, I was just starting to have fun.” I sarcastically laughed, and I could tell I rubbed him wrong.

“You know you killed a few of my good men.” His face got stern ,and I could see the regret in his eyes.

“Of course.”

“Well, this shit is bad for business.”

“It was bad for business when you got into my business. Sergio, I’ve never fucked with yo’ bread. You stayed on your side, and I stayed on mine.

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