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TASIM

P ressing send on his phone, Tasim waited patiently for the phone to ring.

When her sweet but depleted voice graced the phone, Tasim smiled.

Although the job was all a set up, he couldn't help but think about Norah.

She was cute, hood, and he loved her feisty attitude.

After meeting her brother, he knew it came honestly.

Dragon was something else just from their small introduction.

Just as Norah, already, he could tell she was a force to be reckoned with.

Which was why he contemplated getting her into his dungeon, giving her a massage that would ruin her life while sticking eleven inches of dick inside of her.

He wanted to fuck Norah and make her come looking for him as she looked for her friend.

Despite his father getting a kick out of the whole ordeal, Tasim wanted to fuck her for his own personal reasons.

"Hello?"

"’Sup, beautiful?"

"Oh, hey."

"Oh, hey? Damn." Tasim laughed, making Norah blush.

She didn't have to ask who was it because she knew his voice even after one encounter. He had one of those husky voices that seemed demanding.

"I'm sorry. I'm just a bit under the weather. What's up, Ta . . . sim." She slowly pronounced his name, hoping she didn't get it wrong.

"Shit. Just checking in on you. I been hollering at my peoples about your friend. I just wanted to reach out. We haven't seen her, but I'm on top of it, ma. You got my word." Tasim sounded so convincing it made Norah smile.

"I appreciate you so much. This shit stressing me out." She released a weary breath.

"I'm sure." Tasim acted a bit concerned.

"It's been almost a week. Her boyfriend, the police, you guys, nobody has been able to help me. I just pray she's okay. Dallas is a sweet girl. She doesn't deserve this."

"You think something may have happened to her?"

"I don't know but this isn't like her. She was mad at her boyfriend but not enough to disappear. I mean, even if so, she'd reach out to me. She know I got her back, right or wrong."

"Damn. Well, keep the faith, ma. I'm sure she's okay."

"I hope so."

"You sound stressed, ma. Let me come get you. Ride out to the beach or something. Relax your mind."

"Sounds good, but nigga, I don't know you."

"Shit, I'mma be yo’ nigga in a couple weeks."

"Whaaaat." Norah began laughing so hard Tasim chuckled along.

"I just wanna make you smile. Real shit, though, I don't have to come get you. Just meet me there and you got an hour. Meet me at the Ferris wheel." Tasim disconnected the phone before she could reply. He wasn't sure if she would show, but he was a bit confident that she liked him.

"Oh, it's time to have some fun. Don't be like your brother, my nigga." Rahim laughed, shaking his head.

"Man, fuck you. You and that nigga the tender dicks. I don't love them hos. You know that."

"Aw, nigga, you almost fell for Michelle. The only reason you didn't is because she aborted that baby." They both shared a laugh, but Tasim really didn't find things funny.

"Fuck you, nigga. I hope you fall in love so I can clown yo’ dumb ass."

"I won't. Trust me. Anyway, the bitch Pops got me on a fucking pig. You know I ain't falling for no pig."

"A pig?" Tasim asked, surprised.

"Hell yeah. Came here too."

"And what you do?"

"Slid her ass a grey buddha then ate her pussy like I had a steak and A1 Sauce in front of me."

"Nigga, you gave a cop an Ecstasy pill?" Tasim laughed so hard he nearly fell out of the chair.

Rahim stood there smiling as if the shit was normal. Every so often, Tasim would look over at him to make sure he was serious, and each time he'd laugh because he knew he was serious as a heart attack.

"Man, I'm outta here. I swear, you one dumb mothafucka." Tasim fixed himself, looking over at his brother.

"When you get back, you might wanna go check on your favorite brother. Nigga up there losing it. Might be in his feelings because it's almost the seventh day."

"Nah, he good," Tasim tried to defend.

"Nigga killed Sable," Rahim threw out to ensure Kasim wasn't good.

"You lying?" Tasim stopped to look at his brother.

This was another surprising piece of information.

He knew how much Kasim liked Sable, so the shit blew him back.

He also knew his brother got a thrill off killing, but not Sable.

Sable was a regular and the only person that Kasim showed a bit of interest in.

It had to be her pussy because the way Kasim acted with Sable, it made him wanna try it.

"Yeah, shit getting deep. I'll holla at him when I get back. I'm on a mission.”

"A’ight. I'll catch him soon."Tasim left, making himself a mental note to go see about Kasim.

Just as Rahim stated, Kasim was his favorite, and he wasn't gon’ let him go out like a simp. He knew Kasim liked Dallas, but he didn't think shit was this serious. He could only imagine how the nigga would act when Day 7 took place.

Tasim headed out of the Dynasty and made his way straight to the parking lot.

Because he only had about thirty-five minutes to make it to the beach, he decided to hop on his Kawasaki Ninja H2R motorcycle and instantly revved it.

The track-only bike, which was not street legal, was equipped with 310 horsepower, enabling it to reach speeds exceeding 249 miles an hour.

Tasim was a Kingly, and in the Kingly world, there weren't any rules.

He drove his bike when and where he wanted.

If the police gave him a chase, he would outrun them, lead them to the Dynasty, and whatever happened after that just happened.