Page 26 of Search My Soul (Taylor Family Saga #3)

“You knew as well as I did that Remi had no business handling our money like that. He’s a young, arrogant son of a bitch and he fucked up.

Isn’t that the reason why you went to OG in the first place because you knew that he was gonna fuck up the business?

Let’s be honest with ourselves for a moment here.

The reason why you’re so upset is because you feel guilty.

Instead of taking charge and doing what needed to be done, you hesitated.

OG is the patriarch of this family, but he is no longer running this business.

You should have let Remi go the moment he fucked up and none of this would’ve happened.

“Your guilt has no place in our business. At the end of the day, somebody walked off with two million dollars. Remi was a walking lick, and unfortunately, he wasn’t wise enough to protect himself or pay attention to his surroundings concerning the company he kept. That’s a part of the game.”

“Oh, there it is. The coldhearted motherfucker we all know and love. Everybody thinks I’m the evil one because you’re quiet and you keep to yourself, but I know you.

You don’t give a fuck about any of this shit.

If you did, you would be just as upset as I am.

Regardless of the mistakes that he made, he’s still family. ”

“By marriage only. He carries no Taylor blood, and this incident only proved that he isn’t one of us.

He’s a grown ass man. You want me to cry because he played a stupid game and won a stupid prize?

The world doesn’t stop, nor does our business pause just because his stupid ass got shot.

I don’t have no sympathy for mothafuckas who take on more than they can handle.

That’s real life, and that’s the only life that I live in.

“Do I love him? Yes. Do I want whoever is responsible to be dealt with? Yes. However, I’m not going to allow his poor decision making to affect me, my money, or my motherfucking organization.

You can call me coldhearted all you want to, but you and I are more alike than you wanna admit, little brother. ” Pure smirked before walking off.

I could feel my anger spiraling, so I thought it was best for me to leave.

At the end of the day, there was nothing I could do here, and being in this cold, sterile hospital would only make me anxious.

Since my sisters were on their way up, I decided to leave before they got here.

I hated all that crying shit, and it would only make me feel angrier.

By the time I got to my car, I had over ten missed calls.

I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, and I knew if I answered, I would take my anger out on them.

Instead, I backed out and proceeded to exit the parking lot.

My thoughts were running together, and I must not have been paying attention because the next thing I knew, I was crashing into a parked car.

“Fuck,” I cursed under my breath. I didn’t need this shit right now.

My eyes rolled as I stepped out of the vehicle. I prayed the other driver had some sense, or this wouldn’t end well.

“What the fuck? Are you blind or dumb? Who the hell hits a parked car in a hospital parking lot?” she ranted as she paced the parking lot.

I trudged over to where she was standing with my hands in my pockets.

She was making a bigger deal out of this than was necessary.

Her ugly ass car barely had a dent in it.

If anything, she should’ve thanked me for giving that piece of shit some character.

“Aye, I don’t have time for this bullshit right now.

We can do two things: either you can let me tow this piece of shit to the auto shop and have it fixed, or I can give you the money for how much it’s gonna cost to get that funky ass dent out of your car.

” Her lips snarled as she glared at me. Every time I saw shorty, she seemed to get finer and finer, if that was even possible.

Still, I didn’t have time for her stank ass attitude, and if she knew what was good for her, she would watch her mouth.

“You’ve got a lot of fucking nerve. You’re the one who hit my car, and you have the audacity to stand here with an attitude as if I did something to you. Are you fucking crazy?”

“As a matter of fact, I am, but that’s not what we’re talking about right now.

I gave you the options, so you can either pick one or you can get the fuck out of my face.

I’ve got more important shit to handle and I’m not doing the back-and-forth with you about this pile of scrap metal.

Do you want the car fixed, or do you want the money? ”

“Does this usually work for you? You fuck up and then throw money at the situation to make it go away?” She snapped with her arms crossed over her big ass titties.

I’ve always been an ass man, but it was something about her juicy titties that made my dick hard.

I could see myself putting my face in between them and taking a good ass nap.

“Hello! Do you not hear me talking to you? What the hell is your problem?” Her screeching voice broke me out of my trance.

Instead of responding right away, I started pulling money out of my pocket.

Her car looked like it was only worth two bands, but I decided to be gracious and give her three.

Hell, maybe that would be enough for her to put a down payment on a decent fucking ride.

“Do you want this money or not? I already told you I don’t have all day, and you’re wasting my time. This piece of shit is barely worth $500, so you can take this money, get another used lemon, and maybe even buy yourself a new pack of bundles,” I taunted, waving the money in her face.

“Or I could file an insurance claim, fake a neck and back injury, and sue you for a lot more money than you’re offering me now.

How does that sound? Hmm?” I knew she was trying to fuck with me, and it almost made me laugh for a second.

She wasn’t like the girls I was used to.

Her smart-ass mouth set her above the rest. Most women knew not to go toe-to-toe with me because they could never win an argument against me.

“Oh yeah? And what happens if I set this bitch on fire with you in it? How much money do you think you’ll get from that?” The smirk on her face dropped as the two of us stood face-to-face.

“I’m not afraid of you. I don’t give a fuck who you are in the streets or what you do for a living. Now, if you wanna talk to me like a normal, respectable human being, then we can do that. If not, I will gladly call the police and let them sort this shit out. The ball is in your court.”

“Calling the laws would be the worst mistake you ever made. Those motherfuckers would take one look at this shitty ass piece of metal and get right back in their fucking cruiser. You’re making this way bigger than it needs to be.

“As a matter of fact, don’t even worry about it.

I’ll go ahead and have this piece of shit towed to the shop and I’ll take care of the repairs.

I’m sure there’s probably more than one thing wrong with this motherfucker anyways, so I’ll be doing you a favor.

” I sent a message to Nick, who worked at the auto shop I owned.

He was only a few minutes away, so I decided to wait for him to come.

“Do you get a kick out of being an asshole, or am I just special?”

“To be honest, I do enjoy pissing people off. It actually helps my day go better.” I smirked, leaning against her scrap metal. You would think that she would be driving something a little flashier since she made all that money at the club.

“I thought shaking ass paid more than this? This mothafucka looks like it only has about three more trips to the grocery store before it falls apart in the middle of the parking lot,” I teased her, knowing I was getting under her skin.

“Why are you so concerned about what I’m driving or how much money I make? Let me find out you’re obsessed with me.” She huffed, sticking her tongue out at me like a child.

“Obsessed is a reach. I won’t lie and say the pussy wasn’t good, but not enough for you to flatter yourself. I just wanna know why you haven’t upgraded your whip. Most of the bitches in the club get their ass done and a new ride within the first two weeks. You must not be making much.”

“I see you’re one of those men who don’t like to acknowledge the truth.

You and I both know that this pussy had you fiending for another taste.

I would be willing to bet that you still dream about me riding that dick all night and into the morning.

You miss the way it gripped and how soft my ass felt in your hands.

You don’t have to front for me, little daddy.

As far as my income, if you’re so concerned, why don’t you buy me a new one? ”

My face scrunched up in disbelief.

“Who the fuck do you think I am? I ain’t no trick and I’m damn sure not buying a car for a mothafucka that’s not my bitch.

Now, had you taken the money, you might have been able to afford a gently used lemon, but you let your attitude block your blessings.

And I don’t have to dream about you. I can get pussy any time I want from any bitch of my choosing.

Including you.” It wasn’t a lie, but she was spot on about my dreams. I couldn’t seem to get shorty off my mind, no matter how hard I tried.

Even now, when I should have been focusing on Remi’s shooting, all I could think about was bending her over and deep stroking her tight ass pussy from the back.

“Aww, what’s the matter, papa? Are you afraid somebody might find out that you caught feelings for a stripper?”

“I didn’t catch feelings for a mothafucking thing. Like I said, the pussy was cool, but that’s where it ends. If anything, you should be blessed that I even fucked you because I don’t mess with strippers.”

“It’s okay, daddy. You and I both know that you don’t have the means to handle a bitch like me, and I’m not just talking about your wallet.

” Did she really just try to come at me like that?

I stood there, both stunned and intrigued by the smart-mouthed beauty.

There was something about her that interested me in a way I couldn’t seem to understand.

I felt drawn to her, and even though we were arguing, I wasn’t ready to leave her presence.

“Now I know you’re playing. I have more money in my pocket than you probably made all year, and there isn’t a bitch out there that I can’t handle.

Now, if you play it cool, I might let you ride this dick one more time.

Otherwise, you’ll be left with only memories of the first nigga that ever made you cum back to back.

” Shorty bit down on her bottom lip, letting me know that I had her right where I wanted her.

“You are one cocky, arrogant son of a bitch. The only reason you got some pussy was because that dark liquor hit me at the wrong time. You were nothing more than a convenient dick for me. Certainly nothing to write home about.” She was lying through her fucking teeth, but I had something for her ass.

Right now, I needed to take care of business, so I couldn’t entertain her the way I wanted to, but you’d better believe I was gonna come back to that ass.

I was gonna make her pay for everything she said.

Nick pulled up and got her car situated. Little mama was not happy when I told her he would be taking her home. If it weren’t for this shit with Remi, I would have gladly driven her home, but I couldn’t focus on anything else.

“I’ll hit you up when I do a full assessment on your little piece of car. If it can be fixed, I’ll do my best, but I would consider looking into a new whip. I can’t see this death trap lasting more than another year,” I informed her.

“Do what you can and let me worry about the rest.”

“A thank you wouldn’t hurt.”

“It depends on who you’re asking because it would cause me great pain at the moment,” she sassed.

“Yeah okay, Juicy. I see I have to break you down, but it’s all good. You’ll be in love with me soon enough.”

“Okay, baby. You must be a glutton for punishment. I’m only here for a good time. Love is a word that doesn’t exist in my vocabulary.” I smirked, hearing her use my words against me.

“I’m looking forward to proving you wrong, baby. I’ll be in touch.” I’ve never encountered a woman I had to chase, but it intrigued me. I hoped lil’ mama was ready because now that I had gotten a taste of her, I wasn’t sharing her with anyone else.