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Bronx... even during spring, the weather was a bit chilled. It wasn't anything like Manhattan, but the life here was, well... it had that ratchet feel to it.Born to a Sudanese mother and a Russian father, I was the only daughter and daddy's girl. My father gave me everything and anything I wanted, I was given.I should be proud of being a daughter to a very wealthy and powerful man, but indeed, I wasn't. My father is the devil I hated the most, deadly and full of evil.Drugs, illegal dealings and murder was his own way of achieving his self proclaimed wealth and he never spared anyone, not even his family.Several times, I have seen him murder several people right in front of my very eyes. Though sickening, I became used to it.I fled Manhattan to Russian to find my inner peace. To hide away, and forget ever being related to him...Almost 21,even though I hated myself and this life I was given, I cannot escape from it only through death.I sighed, entering my Mercedes C300 luxury saloon car."Today was fun", I said to myself, turning on the engine.My mind went back to the art room. The new friend I made, What was his name again!?...Jake De Walter...I smiled.He is... I couldn't find words to describe him. To start with, he is really tall. I had to tilt my head up a bit to get a glimpse of his face.He was wearing a red, long sleeved shirt and blue denim pants with brown high top suedes. He was very handsome, though he didn't look like a Frenchman, he was admirable. His prominent narrow nose, thick black eyebrows, black wavy short hair that was in the sling back style and deep set, compelling, blue eyes. His firm, pursed lips and the most attractive thing about him, is his seductive stance. He had this poise and simplicity, neither proud nor humble. His tone of voice was the type that could arouse a woman, the soft tones and selected pitches, it could romance you without any tactile sensation.His English was clear and the fact that he was very jovial and free spirited, made me admire him the more.Wait, What?.What the hell am I thinking about?. But still, something about him reminds me of Ryan manchester.I rolled my eyes, staring at my purse that laid on the passenger seat. I lifted it, thinking,Should I call the agency or scrap it?.I already have it in mind on getting a house and the agency I am working with haven't gotten me a nicer home to buy.I quickly opened my purse, taking the card out of it.I took out my phone, dialing the number written on it. It rang for a while and then the person picked,"Hello. Billy's agency here. How may I help you?", a voice said."Hello Billy, my name is Rachel. I was given your business card by a friend and I was told you have nicer homes and apartments",I said."Oh ,yes yes. Good morning, Miss or Mrs Rachel?", he asked."Miss", I replied."Okay ma'am. I have a lot of readily available apartments that will suit your style, taste and it is comfortable to your wallet, purse or bank account. If you like, we could start by checking out a few available ones today or anytime you wish", he said."Today will be fine. I am currently less busy", I said."That's good to hear. What time? I am as free as hell and ready to get you wowing at the few I have in store", he said in a funny, melodious tone.I laughed, this day is just so funny."Sorry, I couldn't help it. It's almost ehh...",I checked my wristwatch,"... 11am. Why don't we get moving around 1:30pm?. I need to rest for a while, is that okay?", I asked."Sure beautiful, any time you wish, I am at your service", he said.I smiled."Okay Billy, later then","Later ma'am. Have a good rest", he said."Alright, thank you", I said, cutting the call.I dropped my phone down on the passenger seat, smiling as I drove off..... Billy came around to pick me up at the hotel in a truck. As we drove, I can't help but laugh at all the funny stories and jokes he told. He told me about his rough life before he inherited his father's business and decided to focus on that. It's hard for me to open up about my personal life to him, we just met. But, he didn't think in such a manner. He told me a lot about himself which I acknowledged him for that."So... you haven't told me what your surname is", he said."blake.""Wow. By any chance, are you related to the famous Collins blake?"I flinched."No. I don't even know who he is", I replied, glancing at him.He shrugged a shoulder."It's just that, not everyone bears that name and he is very popular", he said, taking a turn to the left.I looked in front."Yeah.I am a Russian, hence the name. If you're a visitor in Russian, the name Blake is quite popular", I said."Oh fascinating, I should visit whenever I have the chance", he said, a big smile was on his face."Yeah", I said absentmindedly.Blake... to me, being related to him, was a curse. I could still remember those nights I would hear gunshots and blood being spilled on the tiled floor.I would become so terrified, as faint hearted as I was, I would pass out. In those horrific nights, I had a guarantee of safety. Though I can't remember how he looks like, but he was my guardian angel.Uncle Ryan... I smiled.He would hold me tight till I slept. "It's okay, my love. It will soon stop".With tears in my eyes, I would look into his blue eyes."When, when will it stop?", I would ask.He gave me that smile that came with a reassurance, pulling the duvet up to my chest."Soon. Pretty soon. When you grow up to becoming an adult, you will have to choose. Either you want to be a part of this kinda lifestyle, or you want out. Go to sleep, so that you can grow well", he said, kissing me on my forehead.Uncle Ryan was like a father to me. Being daddy's baby girl, didn't imply that I shared a good relationship with my father. He gave me luxurious things, but he was never the kind of father I wanted.I missed him, Uncle Ryan. I heard he was murdered five years ago. I was heartbroken because, I didn't get to see him before he died. I was just 11yrs old when I left America for Russia."We are here", Billy announced, parking in front of a building.I peered through the window, it wasn
âď¸Rachelâď¸|The Next Day|: Already settled down and putting my things in order, I decided to take the trash out. Honestly, this was way difficult than I expected. Cleaning my own home, was something I regarded as stressful. I was always used to people doing things for me, so doing this things myself, was hectic. Today is another day, I will have to go look for a job around. I don't know how ordinary people do these things but I wanna give it a trial. Like for example, I already have my curriculum vitae in check and I wrote to a few companies. I haven't gotten any response yet, but I was hopeful.My friend zoe stays in Bronx and now that I get to stay alone, I could have visitors without any problem or restrictions.I settled down on a couch, keeping the trash bag in between my legs so that I wouldn't forget to take it out in a jiffy. I picked up my phone laying on the cushion, hoping that her cellphone number was still available as it has been a while since we last spoke.I
"Do you live here?", I asked.He stuffed his phone into his pockets."Yes. I live here. It is a surprise you know. You are my neighbor now. I can't believe they fixed you up here", he said.I saw the way his eyes raked my body slowly. I became aware of the fact that I was wearing a skimpy night dress with a robe draped over my shoulders. I quickly covered my body with the robe. Fuck... this is embarrassing.He cleared his throat."Nice to have a new neighbor around. It gets lonely here, being the only person occupying 31b floor. We have other neighbors but they are behind us, occupying 31a and 31c",he said.I smiled. Not like I wanted to, he practically just saw my body. I should have worn the robe before stepping out."That's good to know. I am not the type who likes mixing up. I prefer my own space better and stay out of trouble as much as I can."He chuckled,"I know right. People can be mean", he said, flashing me a pair of dazzling white teeth.I blushed instantly,"I should be going, I ne
|Evening| FLAMES BAR|: ****"Uncle Ryan, when are you going to come back again?", she asked.Smiling, I knelt down in front of her."Ha,I haven't even be allowed to leave. Yet, you are already missing me", I said.She held her big teddy bear in one hand, giving me puppy eyes. Racheal fondness of me, makes me imagine how much my little daughter will love me this way someday."Uncle Ryan...",she began sobbing,"... it's just that, my father sent you on another mission and I am scared. The last time you came back, you looked like you were going to die and I don't want you to die", she said.My smile slowly turn into a slight glumly look."But I didn't die, Rachi. You know it's hard for me to get killed. Sometimes I miscalculate and then shit happens and...""I love you, Uncle Ryan", she said, hugging her teddy bear. I could see a big blush on her little cheeks.I stroked her hair gently, leaning forward to kiss her on the cheek."I love you too, my baby girl. Even in the dark, I see you as my li
It was a bit hot in here. I got up, unbuttoning my shirt, staring down at her as she laid, watching me. She looked flustered and dazed, panting slowly. My cock was out and in between her legs, I was still erect.The shirt came off, I moved down. Flipping her around and putting her in the doggy position."let's go crazy pumpkin?",i asked."Yes daddy, please fuck my ass", she begged, spreading her ass cheeks for me.I grinned, running my fingers into my hair and then brushing it back. I placed the tip of my cocked on her butthole, spitting on it to serve as lube.I grabbed her waist, slowly pushing into her tight butthole. She whimpered, grasping the edge of the couch."Pull out! Too big!!",she said.I chuckled, spanking her ass hard."You wanted to do this, sugar. I don't think i wanna stop now. So please, bear with me", I said, pushing all my length into it.I clutched her hair, pushing her face into the couch. Her butthole held onto my cock as it twitches.I pulled out few inches
âď¸Rachelâď¸|Evening|:Zoe called me telling me she was packed in front of the building. I was excited, we haven't seen each other for over ten years. I quickly took out a robe from the wardrobe. Scuttling out of the room. Going down through the elevator, i scurried towards the building entrance. She leaned against the car door, operating her cellphone."Zoe!",I called with a hint of excitement in my tone.She looked up from her phone. A wide grin was plastered on her face."Rachi!",she called, briskly walking towards me. We hugged."Sick head! it's been ages!! GIRL!!!",she exclaimed, checking me out.I giggled.Zoe and her silliness, I thought she would have changed over the years."You look good!", I said.She scoffed."Nah. It's not like you didn't change too", I said.Zoe was a tall blondie with the body of a runway model. My dearest best friend and confidante.We chattered, laughing as we entered the building. We were about entering the elevator when someone tapped my shoulder.
đšRachelđšAfter a wild night with Zoe and I drinking liquor and merrymaking, we were so drunk that we slept late.It was morning again and I had a mad hangover. I woke up on the couch, feeling really sore and sobered up. I checked for the time on my phone, hoping it's not that late.11:21am!!! Oh shit!.I glanced to see Zoe was still sleeping in a reckless position on the couch adjacent to mine. She was snoring loudly and a bottle of half filled red wine was on the couch and beside her.I laughed, wincing when I felt a slight, piercing pain in my head. Slowly getting up from the couch,I walked to where she laid."Zoe, it's morning already. Get up",I said,tapping her arm.She mumbled something,turning to lay on her side. I sighed,"GET UP YOU CROCODILE SLEEPING HEAD!!!",I yelled.She got up abruptly from the couch."AHHH!!",she screamed,glancing at me.I laughed,slumping on the couch she was sitting on."What did you do that for?!",she asked,her voice was pitched
...|Lafayette Warehouse| 3:22pm|:"You are so early,Mr Jake. Ah? You brought company with you",Edward said,glancing from Black Ace to Billy."If you ain't comfortable,imma tell them to wait outside.""Oh no,don't do that. It is fine with me. They are quite the perfect clique." He said,with an incredulous smirk on his face.I grinned."Thank you...",I glanced to the side to see his men taking out the bags of drugs from the caravan."... as disclosed,everything have been delivered. The only thing left out now is,my money.""Oh yes yes..." he quickly turned around,"... come have a drink with me.""I will pass."He turned around to look at me."Ha,you are no fun. Just strictly business...",he lifted a hand. I saw a female boyguard come closer,holding a briefcase."... that's the $14m as promised."Jay took the briefcase from her.I smiled."Nice doing business with you,Mr Edward. Another time."He smiled."Yes yes,Another time."I turned around to leave. I remembered something,quic