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KASIM - Two Hours Prior . . .

T he room was shrouded in darkness. The only sound that could be heard was light snoring.

Big Boy laid motionless, lost in sleep, unaware of the presence lurking.

Kasim's adversary stood frozen, eyes fixed intently on the sleeping form.

Every breath, every twitch, was observed and calculated.

Kasim's patience was wearing thin, his desire for confrontation simmering.

He wanted so badly to take him out while he slept like a princess but that would be too easy.

Big Boy began stirring, but his chest continued rising and falling with each breath.

The moment of reckoning was near. Big Boy's eyes flickered open, and he sensed the presence hovering over him.

In a swift motion, he sat up, and his gaze locked onto Kasim who was looming in the darkness.

For a moment, they just stared at each other with unspoken threats.

Big Boy was far from a bitch, but he was still adjusting his eyes, assuming he was tripping.

"Wake yo’ bitch ass up, Lil’ Boy ." Kasim antagonized him.

Big Boy knew now he wasn't tripping and had fully awakened. He looked at Kasim closely, ready to reach into his drawer to grab his 40 Glock. He knew if he made a sudden move Kasim was gonna kill him because he had an advantage over him by creeping into his home.

For some strange reason, Big Boy knew why the man was in his home.

He had no beef in the streets, so he assumed this had to do with Dallas.

The question was, who was the nigga in his home?

Instantly, Big Boy figured it had to be the nigga she spent nearly two weeks away with.

He couldn’t front, the nigga was big and looked like he would tear Big Boy ass apart which was why he wanted his gun.

From Kasim’s size to the cold dark eyes he bore, Big Boy knew he wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Since you like fighting women, yo’ bitch ass ’bout to fight me,” Kasim called out, waiting for him to climb out of bed. He could see the fear in the nigga’s eyes, but he sensed he wouldn’t back down.

Big Boy lifted from the bed as his eyes shifted toward his drawer. Before he could grab his gun, with a sudden burst of movement, Kasim lunged toward him and knocked him clean on his ass.

“Her pussy good too,” Kasim taunted, striking him with another blow.

Big Boy ignored him because Dallas’s pussy wasn’t worth him nearly losing his life.

The room erupted into chaos as the two men went blow for blow. Their bodies crashed against the furniture, their fists flew in a fury of punches, but Kasim was taking it light on him.

“I’mma fuck that good pussy tonight right after I beat you to death.” Kasim laughed while squaring up.

When the sound of grunting and snarling filled the air, Big Boy stopped to look in Kasim's direction.

He was breathing hard while Kasim continued to growl like a fucking beast. The shit was freaking Big Boy out.

When Kasim charged toward him, he was defeated.

Kasim gave him a blow so powerful he felt like his entire face broke.

He tried hard to defend himself but just couldn't. He folded and Kasim took advantage.

He continued to punch Big Boy until he was knocked out cold.

Kasim wasted no time dragging him by his ankles roughly and through the home.

Banging Big Boy's body into every wall, dresser, and table, Kasim continued to drag him until they made it outside.

When he made it to his ride, he popped the trunk and tossed his body inside.

He was satisfied with the sound of his trunk slamming then growled a sinister laugh to himself.

He walked around to the driver side of his vehicle and climbed in.

He placed a call to Tasim as he pulled off from the home.

When Tasim answered, he quickly spoke into the phone with his adrenaline still pumping.

"I got his bitch ass." Kasim smiled, thinking of Dallas.

This nigga had life and bullshit mixed up if he thought he would get away with harming a woman.

Dallas was a fragile soul, and Kasim took notice of that the day his father showed him the monitor.

This was one of the reasons he didn't want to go through with the winnings.

She didn't strike him as the other women with the obsessions for dick or money.

They all had husbands, and they were still whiling to slut themselves out.

"Where you gon’ take him?" Tasim replied, already prepared. Just as Kasim, Tasim was getting an adrenaline rush thinking about what they were gonna do to Big Boy.

"I’mma bring him to the cave in the Dynasty." Again, Kasim smiled widely.

"I'm waiting on you."