The Hood's Coldest Princess by Lace Shantelly

Author:Lace, Shantelly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tiece Presents
Published: 2024-02-16T00:00:00+00:00

Ricky “Roc” Robinson

This girl lost her mother fucking mind, and I was damn sure about to help her find it. I loved Ivy but, sometimes, she went too got damn far, and this was one of them times. After she tried to run me the fuck over, I knew the bitch lost her mind. Ain’t no way my dick had this bitch crashing out like this.

After I got up from the ground, I hopped in my car ready for the chase. I was gonna beat Ivy’s ass and her dyke ass friend too. That bitch Breezy should’ve pulled that fucking gun out and shot me because threatening to shoot me was just as bad in my book. I pulled off and was following them because these bitches had to see me and, later, I was gonna fuck the shit out of Ivy and calm her down. But, first, I had to teach her a lesson about playing with me.

They turned off the main road and hit a side street, and that was just what I needed. I turned right behind them and hit the gas hard as fuck.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bullets entered the windshield of my car, barely missing me. I had to duck down to make sure these retarded ass bitches didn’t kill me. When I ducked, more bullets hit my truck. Instead of continuing the chase, I hit the brakes and put my car in park. After the shooting died off, I lifted my head and pulled off madder than a mothafucka. Snatching my phone off the floor, I answered it.

“Bitch, I swear to God if it’s the last thing I do, I’mma fuck you up, Ivy!” I growled into the phone.

“You should know better than to come for me if I don’t send for you, Roc. I tried to be Betty homemaker for you, but you wanted a savage. Well, now, you have one! I told your ass from the start of this relationship not to play with me, and you did just that.”

“You can pop that hot shit but you gonna see me bitch!” I spat, unable to hide my frustration. If I got my hands on her, I’d kill the fuck out of her with bare hands.

“Pull up then. I’m not hard to find and I promise you I ain’t ducking no action my nigga. Plus, I’m taking your traps as of right now. You don’t have no spots, I’m running all this shit.”

“You and that old wrinkled up nigga you call daddy ain’t running a motherfucking thing but y’all dick suckers. Savage owes my Pops millions and, until he’s paid in full, I’m calling the shots.”

“We gon’ see about that,” she spat and hung the fuck up.

I hated this bitch so fucking much right now, I couldn’t see straight. With murder on my mind, I drove straight to the hood. It took me about ten minutes to pull up and, when I did, I called my homie Kutt.

“What up youngin?” I asked.

“Not shit, what Ivy talking about?” he questioned off top.

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