A Deceitful Love 2 by J'Diorr

Author:J'Diorr [J'Diorr]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Urban, United States, African American, Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B010H2TXF8
Publisher: Mz. Lady Presents
Published: 2015-06-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16: Santiago

“I’m gonna love this job after all.” -Santiago

Angel definitely kept her promise and hooked a nigga up with a job. But the last thing I was expecting was to be bothered with her ass all day.

“You ready to go driver,” Angel said laughing as we walked to the car.

“When you said job ma, I wasn’t expecting to be a chauffeur,” I said irritated that I even agreed with this shit.

“Don’t knock it till you try it. First stop is the Aurora Mall then we can get into the other things,” Angel said. My cell phone rang and it was Myaa. She had been calling me for the last few days and I’ve been ignoring her.

“Hey, no personal calls on the job. Let’s go!” Angel yelled as she kicked the back of the seat. I pulled out of the driveway en route to the expressway. This was going to be a long day. I could tell it already. I met with her grandfather, Mere earlier that day. She was right; her family was loaded. Everything from the house to the cars parked in the driveway screamed money and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. He explained that Angel was a wild child since her father died. The picture on the wall looked familiar but I wasn’t sure where I had seen the face.

“Hey Angel, who was the nigga on the wall in that portrait?” I asked as I turned the radio down.

“Are you talking about the portrait in the den? Sorry, my family has big ass pictures of everybody,” she said laughing.

“Yea, I think that was the den. Whichever room your grandfather was in when we talked.”

“Oh that’s his son, well my father. His name was Quamanye but everyone called him Q. Some bitch ass niggas shot him in his head and left him in the middle of the street one night. I really don’t know the whole story but no one caught the person who did it,” Angel said as she picked up her cell phone. For some strange reason this name, this “Q” person sounded so familiar. I couldn’t think of it at the time but I knew it would come to me.

“Okay, we’re here. How long do you plan on shopping. A nigga needs a nap,” I said as I let the driver’s seat back.

“Nap, nigga you’re my bodyguard as well. If something happened to me while I’m at this mall then that’s your ass Mr. Postman,” Angel said.

“You know you got a smart ass mouth.”

“Then shut me up,” she said. I looked through the rearview mirror and she had her skirt up with her fingers in her pussy.

“Damn, it’s like that huh?” I said as I turned around and looked at her.

“Are you gonna watch or join in,” she said as she bit her lips. I could see her hard nipples through her sheer blouse.

I’m gonna like this job after all, I said as I hoped in the back. An hour later, we were shopping.

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