His Wildflower Her Savage 2: Falling For A BBW (His Wildflower Her Savage: Falling For A BBW) by Master Piece

Author:Master Piece [Piece, Master]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: S.Yvonne Presents
Published: 2022-08-14T00:00:00+00:00

SERIAL

I sat at the head of my conference room table, looking each man in the eyes. After dismissing the majority of them, I was now left in the room with Savage, Dak, and a disturbed-looking Trill. I could smell the liquor from across the room spill from his pores as he tried to straighten his posture and pop a mint in his mouth.

“Is there a reason you ain’t putting us on this mission?” Savage spoke first, and I was ready for anything these niggas had to say. It was no secret that they weren’t big fans of Icella for stupid reasons that had no proper validation.

“Y’all don’t fuck with my bitch, so it ain’t no point in having y’all protect her.” I sparked my blunt and leaned back in my cushioned chair.

“Yo bitch?” Dak sat up with his brows creased.

“I have been being real easy on niggas. I don’t get in y’all personal shit. You feel me? But… if niggas don’t start showing some respect! Shit gon’ start feeling like we colleagues and not homies.” I tapped my chest to let them know my words were solid.

“Our personal shit don’t affect you nigga.” Trill slurred as me and him made eye contact. His emotions were on display which was very odd. Trill wasn’t the drinking type of nigga, nor was he emotional. It made me wonder what the fuck was going on with him.

“Ever since this fat ass hippo came around, she had your ass on soft. You broke the code for this hoe and even had us at war behind some pussy you ain’t want to come up off! We wrapped shit up with Luciano with the help of Beast! Now you right back fucking with her patchy-looking ass. I’m so fuckin sick of…” before he could finish, my Glock was aimed at his shoulder. I fired a shot and watched a chunk of meat fly off to shut him up.

The shot was so powerful it knocked him out of his chair as he cried out in pain first, then laughed maniacally. Savage was up first, followed by Dak. I casually stood and walked around the long desk to make my way to him with my gun still aimed now at his face.

“Fuck, you take me for nigga? A pussy?” I seethed while cracking my neck. I was ready to kill Trill for popping off slick at the mouth.

“Come on, my nigga he just drunk. Let him live, my boy.” Savage tried to downplay the situation as Trill kept laughing. Dak tried to tell him to shut up, but it wasn’t working.

“Fuck you nigga! I ain’t got shit else to live for! So kill me!” He spit blood out on the floor while Dak tried to apply pressure. After years of being tight with these niggas, I never thought I’d see the day that we would be at odds like this. Trill was fighting his own demons, and it was now pouring into his everyday life.

“All you niggas been

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.