Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Her little ass is trying to kill me or make me kill that little pussy. I nod my head to the beat as I remain transfixed by my girl. She locks eyes with me and keeps moving that sexy body.
When she turns and pops her ass, I’m done. My restraint breaks and I’m on my feet. I’m headed straight for her until the two girls who have been sitting with us run in front of me, blocking my way.
They start to wiggle in front of me, annoying the shit out of me. Oni looks at me and frowns. Then, some guy walks up and starts to dance with her.
All I see is red. When he places his hands on her hips, I can’t see straight. I lose all focus.
“I think the fuck not. Fuck outa here,” I growl, and shove past the two annoyances.
Oni
With all these bodies crowded together, it’s hot in here. Sweat is dripping down my back and between my boobs. The music is bumping, and that drink is definitely hitting.
I sway and do a little two-step. I’m feeling nice. There was a lot of alcohol in that drink.
I’m not even thinking about Rico and his little friends. The guy who’s dancing on me is starting to get grabby and I’m not with that. I continue to dance and start to throw my elbows to give him a hint to back off. I even dance away to get closer to Emilia, who’s rocking her hips and lost in the music.
“Okay, girl,” I sing.
Emilia bops her head and smiles at me. I grab her hand and rock from side to side with her. That’s when this dude comes up on me again. I turn to tell him to back off, but Rico has placed himself between us and he’s glaring the guy down.
Rico pushes me behind him. I now have a full view of his broad back, so I don’t know if the guy has backed off or not. Not wanting to dance with either of them, I go to walk off. My arm is grabbed, and I’m tugged back.
“Get your hand the fuck off her,” Rico snarls.
I go to yank away, but the guy ignores Rico and tugs me to him. Rico wraps his arm around my waist and tugs me into his chest. In the next motion, he pulls a gun and points it at the guy’s face.
It all happens so fast. The guy is looking into the barrel of Rico’s gun with a grin on his lips. That’s when, out of the corner of my eye, I see another guy I know isn’t with us pulling a gun.
Without thinking, I reach for Rico’s other gun and pull it from its holster. Lightning fast, I aim at the guy aiming at Rico. Rico tightens his arm around me, but I hold fast.
“You don’t want to do that. Drop that shit before I drop you,” I say.
Rico kisses my forehead. “I think you should listen to her,” he says as he releases me and takes his gun from my hand to aim them both himself.
He backs away from me to have both guys in his view as his arms are spread out. Aldo comes and grabs me, tugging me out of the way. Mario creeps up behind the guy I had been aiming at and places his gun at the guy’s head.
“Looks like they’re not vetting who gets in here anymore. Not everyone should have such privileges. Whatever, you two are done,” Rico growls.
“Come on. He’s got this,” Aldo says in my ear as he tries to shove me to leave. Ed has Emilia, but my focus is still on Rico. “Come on, Bonnie. Clyde can handle this.”
I look at Aldo and purse my lips. I wasn’t trying to be Bonnie and Clyde. That guy was going to hurt Rico if I didn’t act fast.
We get outside the club, and my heart is racing. The guys rush us into our car and Eduardo jumps into the driver’s seat. I look around wildly as he pulls off, leaving Rico and Mario behind.
“They’ll be right behind us. Stop worrying,” Ed says.
“Oh shit, you pulled a gun on that guy. That was so badass. You and Rico looked made for each other. That was crazy,” Emilia says.
“I don’t know what I was thinking. I saw him going to pull the gun and I reacted.”
“Did you even know how to use it?” Al asks.
“No,” I whisper.
Aldo and Emilia burst into laughter. My cheeks heat and I feel so stupid for my actions. Here I go, still making bad decisions.
“Wait until I tell Rico this one,” Eduardo grumbles. “You don’t pull a gun unless you’re ready to use it.”
“I wasn’t thinking that far ahead. I just didn’t want that guy to shoot Rico.”
“She’s definitely a ride or die,” Emilia sings.