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  Duffle Bag Cartel 3

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  Duffle Bag Cartel 3

  A Novel by Ghost

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  Chapter 1

  I grabbed Natalia by the neck and slammed her in to the wall. She yelped. “This how you wanna play shit? Huh?”

  She started breathing hard. “Ack. Ack. You heard me.” Her voice was strained.

  I unloosened my grip just enough to let her breathe and kissed her lips. “I’m finna fuck this red pussy. That’s what you want, ain’t it, bitch?” I was choking her again and yanking her skirt upward. My right hand went into her panties. Her pussy lips were smooth. They appeared freshly shaved. I separated them and slid my middle finger deep into her center. Her labia wrapped around it right away.

  She moaned and threw her head back and gagged. I loosened my hold. “That’s what you call a Brazilian wax Phoenix. It’s nice and smooth for you. I’ll always keep this twat up to par for you. I’m yours. Now fuck me into submission.” Natalia slapped me and pushed me in the chest.

  Before she could get away I grabbed a handful of her hair, and yanked her backward, slung her to the floor and straddled her body. “This what kind of games you wanna play, bitch. Huh?”

  “Get off of me, Phoenix! Get off of me right now. I’m not playing.” She swung her fists at my face.

  That fight made me hard. I ripped her bra from her frame. Her breasts spilled out. I smushed her titties together and sucked hard on first her right nipple and then her left pulling on them until they were rock hard. Two fingers on my right hand worked in and out of her dripping hole. Her thighs were spread wide open.

  “Unn. Unn. Unn. Stop. Get the fuck off of me. Get off of me, Phoenix!” Natalia’s back arched, her mouth was opened wide.

  I covered it with mine. “This is my pussy, Natalia. This my shit. You gon give me the key to the Game. You hear me!” I growled.

  The finger fucking continued. Faster and faster. Her lips sucked at the digits. Pussy juice dripped out of her. It saturated her yellow ass cheeks that were humping upward into my hand. Her clit was poking out like the tip of a pinky finger. I could smell the earthly scent of her pussy mixed with her perfume. It was alluring. The scent was enough to encourage me to go harder. The inside of her womb felt like soft, wet velvet. I pulled the fingers out and sucked them into my mouth. The flavor was salty, and pussy rich. I loved it.

  “Fuck me, Phoenix. Fuck me hard. Right now. Come on! Please!” Natalia begged.

  I was naked in a matter of minutes. Kneeling over her and stroking my piece, while she fingered her pussy and watched me. I crawled closer and placed the head on her lips. She sucked me into her mouth and continued to play with her gap, pinching her clit and running her middle finger in circles around her pearl. Her ass popped up from the ground. Juice leaked from it.

  I allowed for her to deep throat me for five minutes. Just when I felt ready to cum, I pulled out, and got between her legs and positioned my dick on her hole. The lips opened right up. I slid through them with one powerful thrust.

  “Awwww! Shiiiiit!” She screamed. “Yes!”

  Suddenly I was pushing Natalia’s knees to her shoulders and fucking her with long strokes as hard as I could. The pussy was so wet that I was slipping in and out rapidly. A squishing sound emanated from her box. My thighs, and balls were drenched. Her scent was so heavy in the air that I became high off it. I was murdering her flower.

  “Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Fuck me, Phoenix. Everything. Everything, baby. Everything is yours. Aww. Shit!”

  She squeezed her eyes tighter. “Harder. Beat this pussy. Beat this pussy up.”

  I didn’t need her to tell me what to do, I was already doing it. I was killing that shit so bad that I started to hurt myself. My dick plunged deeper and deeper. Our stomachs smacked into one another. I sucked her neck and came hard within the deepest recesses of her cat.

  She must’ve felt it because she began to shake.

  “Unnnn. Unnnn. Cum in me. Cum in meeeee Phoenix!” Natalia went into convulsions and dragged her nails across my back.

  The door swung open to the hotel room again. Kamya rushed inside with a gun with a silencer in her hand.

  “Get up, Phoenix. Get up or I swear to God I’m finna kill you and that bitch.” She cocked the gun, and pulled back the hammer, ready to fire.

  My dick popped out of Natalia’s pussy with a loud suction sound. I jumped up with her juices dripping from the head of my dick, mixed with my own semen. Both my hands were raised and where Kamya could see them. A nigga was not trying to die for some ass today.

  “Kamya, what the fuck is wrong wit you?”

  Natalia rushed to the bed and wrapped a sheet around herself. “This makes no sense. We aren’t doing anything wrong.” The edges of her long hair was matted to the side of her forehead.

  Kamya pointed the gun at her. “Bitch, if you don’t shut up you’re going to be the first family member that I kill. You got some nerve dropping into our lives and then taking him away from me. Y’all couldn’t even wait for me to get out of the building before you were fuckin. You don’t give a fuck about me, Phoenix!” While she kept the gun trai
ned on Natalia, she said this last part screaming at me.

  “Kamya, I don’t know what to say. I guess, I’m sorry.”

  She shook her head. “No, you not Phoenix. All you care about is you. You don’t care about me, or her, only yourself. It’s all fun and games to you. You don’t give a fuck about my feelings, or the way I feel about you. You took my fuckin virginity. You got me addicted to your ass, and this is how you treat me. It’s not fair. It’s just not fair Phoenix.” She burst into tears.

  Natalia wiggled out of the bed and fell to the floor out of sight. I didn’t know what she had up her sleeves, but something wasn’t right. Kamya acted as if she either didn’t see her or didn’t care. Her laser focus was on me.

  “Baby, put that fuckin gun down. I do care about you, and how you feel about me. Me and her getting down ain’t got nothing to do with my feelings toward you. You’re my heart.”

  I didn’t know how to play this situation. I had thoughts of rushing Kamya and taking the gun way from her ass. It would have been easy. The way she was holding it, a simple smack of the hand could have knocked it out of her grasp. But, a major part of me didn’t want to hurt her. After all it was my fault that we were in this position. I didn’t have any dick control. That was my problem. I had never been able to get control of that.

  “If I was your heart ,Phoenix, you wouldn’t be in here fuckin this bitch before I could even get out of the building. You don’t love me. You never have. It’s clear to me now. I swear I hate you right now.”

  Natalia grabbed a gun out of her purse and aimed it at Kamya. “Kamya, come on now. Drop that fuckin gun. I don’t want to shoot you, but I will if I have to. Please don’t make me do it.”

  Natalia stood there naked. She tapped her trigger and a red beam appeared from her pistol. The light pinned itself on Kamya’s forehead.

  “Take that shit off of her head, Natalia. It ain’t finna come down to that. Now I fucked up. This is my fault. Y’all cease that shit.”

  Kamya shook her head. “Why should I, Phoenix? Why should I cease this? You’re killing me. Whether this bitch puts a bullet in my head or not, you are still killing me. I can’t handle what you are doing to me. You’re making me weak. I am supposed to be able to depend on you for my shelter and my strength, but I can’t. You’re hurting me so bad.”

  I’d never seen Kamya so emotional. Her state of mind was effecting me in a major way. I felt like shit, lower then scum. I wanted to heal her in any way that I could. I honestly loved her with all of my soul. I didn’t know that I meant as much to her as I really did. Now that I was conscious of her true feelings, I wished that I had handled things differently. I didn’t know how for sure, but I felt that my understanding of Kamya was clearer now.

  “Kamya, please, baby, put that gun down. This shit ain’t finna go down like this.”

  “Listen to him, Kamya. Listen to him. Please. We’re all family in this room. There is no need for blood shed. We can share him.”

  “Share him, bitch!” Kamya raised the gun and aimed it at Natalia.

  Natalia fired two slugs from her gun. Boom. Boom.

  Kamya flew into the night table and knocked the lamp off of the table. She fell to the ground and curled into a ball.

  “Nooooooo!” I hollered and rushed to her side, knelt down and picked her up. Kamya lay weakly in my arms. There were two holes in her chest with blood gushing out of them rapidly.

  “Baby. Baby. Fuck. What did you do, Natalia? What did you do?” I groaned, holding Kamya close.

  Natalia got dressed. “Phoenix, we gotta get out of here. We gotta get her to a hospital. You know I didn’t mean it. Had I not shot her she would have shot me. What would you have done?”

  Kamya shook in my arms. She began to cough and tried to utter a few words, but no sound came out. Her eyes were bucked wide open.

  “Phoenix, we need to get her to a hospital right away. Now! Get your ass up and get dressed.”

  ***

  I threw on my clothes as fast as I could. Then I scooped Kamya into my arms and headed down the back stairwell . Natalia was right behind me. When we got outside two of her body guards jumped out of her black hummer and rushed over to us. They spoke to her in Russian. She pointed at me, said something in her native language, and then one of the huge men was taking Kamya from my arms and placing her inside the hummer.

  “Phoenix, come on, we’ll take your truck. Let them get her to the hospital, this is the fastest way, come on we’ll follow close behind.

  Their hummer pulled off and stormed out of the parking lot. They placed a siren in the window. And then I understood why Natalia preferred for them to take her.

  I got behind the wheel to my truck and started it and threw it in reverse. “You should have never shot her, Natalia. What the fuck was you thinking?”

  I stepped in the gas. The truck began to move backward, but before I could get out of the parking spot, two black vans pulled in back of me and blocked my path. Fuck, they had me boxed in. The side doors to both vans swung open. I could see multiple masked gun men. Then the passenger to the first van jumped out, and the sight of Toya nearly caused me to have a heart attack.

  She stood back. “Blow that muthafucka up. Kill him and that red bitch!” She ordered.

  Chapter 2

  I couldn’t believe my eyes at the sight of by daughter’s mother. I was sure that Toya was dead. I had been sure that either Dragon, or Mikey had taken her out the game a few months prior. But no, here she was. Toya stood at the front of one of the vans, giving the order for her shooters to take my life. Mine, and my cousin Natalia’s. I couldn’t allow for that to happen.

  “Phoenix get us the fuck out of here!” Natalia screamed. “I’m calling for back up right now.” She assured, taking her phone out of her purse and texting like crazy.

  Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

  The windows of the truck exploded. Glass went everywhere, as more shots sounded.

  Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

  “Phoenix! What the fuck are you waiting on? Punch it!” Natalia hollered, falling to the floor of the truck.

  I ducked down as far as I could and stepped on the gas. The truck sped backward and crashed into the two vans loudly. Sparks flew into the air. There was a loud sound of crunching metal. More shots came our way.

  Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

  The windshield of my truck was the next to go. Five bullet holes appeared in the glass and then it fell inward, and into my lap. My truck scraped its way free, knocking off one of the bumpers in the process. More rapid fire came my way before I punched the gas for the second time and shot across the parking lot at high speed. When I came the exit of the parking lot I stormed out of it, and into the street like a bat out of hell. Two cars that were coming from the intersection to the right of me slammed on their brakes and skidded a few feet, before crashing into the side of the truck knocking it sideways just a tad. The impact caused the airbags to deploy. The steering wheel looked like a white parachute. I expected the truck to be disabled when I stepped on the gas, but instead it lurched forward.

  Natalia looked up from the floor, with a cut on the side of her forehead. A slight trace of blood dripped out of it, and down the side of her face. “Get us out of here Phoenix. If you don’t we’re going to die. My guys should be on there--.”

  Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

  More tinkling of metal as the bullets landed in the paint of the truck. The back window exploded, and then the right side ones did the same. Natalia began to scream.

  Zroom! Errr-uh! I found myself flying down Main street in an attempt to evade my attackers. I didn’t understand what was going on. How was Toya coming at me so hard? And why? Was it because I’d taken her so-called first, true love Bryon out of the game? Because I had killed him for putting his hands on my daughter Shantê? And then her once in front of me?

  Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

  I swerved the truck from right to left, weaving in and out of the traffic. This was drama
at its finest, heat at its maximum capacity. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw the two vans in hot pursuit. Toya sat in the passenger seat of one of them. She had an angry scowl on her face, I was able to see that after her van rolled past a street light, and the light illuminated the interiors of the truck.

  I pushed my whip to forty miles an hour, then to fifty and then sixty. Made a violent right turn and nearly spun out of place. The steering wheel shook. I got on the entrance ramp for the highway and increased my speeds. Looked into my rear view mirror and saw the two vans doing the same. What the fuck was their deal? Why was Toya having them to pursue me so forcefully? Was she aware that I’d just knocked off Dragon, one of the deadliest men in the south? The head of the Black Haven projects, and cousin to her so called first love? Or was she coming at me because after her mock kidnapping, I’d not come looking for her as hard as I had for our daughter Shantê when she had been snatched away?

  Maybe it was all of those things, and then something else. Maybe Mikey, my long term right hand man turned enemy had gotten a hold of her and put a bunch of bullshit in her ear. Maybe he was trying to seek revenge through her because I had fucked his wife Alicia and gotten her pregnant. Or maybe Toya was salty because I was bringing another child into this world. A child that would have no strings or attachments to her and me as a collective.

  The vans sped up on each side of me, though they were still back a nice ways. Then they were bussing again. Assault rifles shooting rapidly.

  I reached under my seat. Grabbed the forty five automatic and handed it to Natalia. “You know how to shoot one of these?” I asked switching lanes.

  She nodded, cocked the gun, and used the handle to knock out the remaining glass. Once she cleared a way for her arm to stick out of it, she was aiming back at them pulling the trigger.