Blame It On His Gangsta Luv

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Published by Leo Sullivan Presents

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Unauthorized reproduction, in any manner, is prohibited.

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11 months ago…

Cazi

Caleek

Present Day…

Cazi

Aphrodite (Ro)

Yariah

Cazi

Caleek

Yariah

Caleek

Aphrodite

Cazi

Aphrodite

Yariah

Caleek

Cazi

Caleek

Lori

Yariah

Caleek

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Warning:

This book is strictly Urban Fiction and the story is NOT REAL!

Characters will not behave the way you want them to; nor will they react to situations the way you think they should. Some of them may be drug addicts, kingpins, savages, thugs, rich, poor, ho’s, sluts, haters, bitter ex-girlfriends or boyfriends, people from the past and the list can go on and on. That is what Urban Fiction mostly consists of. If this isn’t anything you foresee yourself interested in, then do yourself a favor and don’t read it because it’s only going to piss you off. 😉😉

Also, the book will not end the way you want so please be advised that the outcome will be based solely on my own thoughts and ideas. I hope you enjoy this book that y’all made me write. Thanks so much to my readers, supporters, publisher and fellow authors and authoress for the support. 😘😘

11 months ago…

Caleek

Of course I’ll marry you baby. I smiled as my girl let the tears fall out her eyes.

I rented a hall out and surprised Tasheem with a birthday party. Thankfully, no one ruined the surprise and she enjoyed every moment. In my line of work, we don’t get to spend as much time as I would like together. Don’t get me wrong, we never spent the night alone or anything like that but doing fun things took a back seat.

I was nervous about proposing because even though we’ve been together since high school we’ve had trials and tribulations throughout. I was young and cheated a lot like most boys. She caught me a few times but there’s a lot she doesn’t know about and I damn sure won’t mention it.

The reason I was skeptical is because Tasheem always said she’d never wanted to be married. Too many people got divorced these days, and she didn’t wanna go through the same thing, but I took my chance anyway.

Tasheem is truly my ride or die chick and has shown me on plenty of occasions. Most women won’t stick around for the cheating, possible baby scares, and fake ass bitches claiming to be my side women. The babies were a lie because a nigga never, ever dove inside a bitch without two condoms. Shit, it took me two years to start sleeping with Tasheem without one. Young or not, neither of us were virgins and I wasn’t sure if she stepped out because I did and wasn’t taking my chances.

As far as side bitches, I’d fuck women off and on but not once did I tell any of them we were exclusive. Being exclusive meant not sleeping with others and calling them mine. The only woman to get that is Tasheem and its going to stay that way.

I placed the diamond ring on her finger, stood and we kissed each other as if no one was in the room. The applause seemed loud and so did the cheers. Sad to say she’s not the woman of my dreams but she’s close enough. I wouldn’t say I was settling because I do love her but again, she’s not where my heart is and since I can’t have the one I want; she’ll do.

It’s about time nigga. My best friend Cazi said. We’ve been brothers since the playground years.

Like all kids, we fought all the time growing up, ended up in juvie a few times but over the years both of us matured and took all the money we earned selling drugs and put it back in the community. It’s the least we could do being its where we got it from. We aren’t billionaires but the two of us definitely had millions in the bank from investing, buying properties, businesses and saving.

A lot of men who dive in the drug game spend more time flashing the jewelry and cars when they should be investing in the future. Yea it’s fun showing off what you got but there’s always a nigga or two out there hating and plotting on your downfall. Hell, people we’ve grown up with have tried to take me and Cazi out.

As the saying goes, people claim to wanna see you doing good but never better than them. The second they see you’re making more, they attempt to take it. I say attempt because ain’t nobody taking shit from us. Our team is thorough and even though it’s only six of us, we have no worries whatsoever. It’s not to assume we’re not watching our backs because it’ll never be a time we won’t. I’m just saying we stay on top of things and because of it we’ve maintained a stress-free life.

I know right but you know how she is when it comes to marriage.

True. We gave each other a pound and he walked off and sat with his siblings at another table.

I’ll be back babe. I kissed Tasheem and dipped off it the bathroom. I used it, washed my hands, and opened the door only to be surprised by Riah.

Congratulations. I saw disappointment in her face but what did she expect?

Riah. I reached out for her and she went into the women’s room. I tried waiting but I know we won’t have a lotta time to talk in front of everyone, so I barged in.

Boy are you crazy? I heard Tasheem’s voice before I could speak.

Oh shit babe. I thought you were in here. I pushed her against the wall and tongued her down to play off the real reason I entered in the first place.

Can I get a quickie? She jumped in my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist.

Tasheem its too many people and anyone can walk in.

Who cares? You’re my fiancé. She smiled saying it. Her hands were under my shirt and I felt myself getting aroused.

Let’s find a closet or something. I let her down, grabbed her hand and led her out. She may be my fiancé but as a man, why would I risk anyone seeing her naked? Plus, I wouldn’t do that to Riah. I was happy as hell she didn’t emerge from the stall because there would’ve been some shit and its Tasheem’s night.

Right here babe. I pushed her in the room, let my jeans and boxers drop, and forced myself inside.

As fucked up as it sounded the only person on my mind was Yariah Perry. I had to stay away from her if I planned on getting married; otherwise I’m gonna be the exact reason Tasheem never wanted to be married in the first place because we’d damn sure end up in a divorce.

I don’t give a fuck if you kill her? I shouted to the masked man who held me and my girl at gun point. We were out eating and went to a club afterwards.

On the way home, we stopped at a red light and four cars blocked us in. I could’ve started shooting but with my girl just announcing her pregnancy I didn’t wanna chance it. This is the first time I’ve ever got caught slipping. I usually have someone following but because it was a good night for us and we weren’t beefing with anyone I said fuck it.

Caleek are you serious? Tasheem shouted.

Hell yea. Like I said before I loved the fuck outta her but if you let a nigga know how much, they prey on it; which is exactly what this nigga did. He assumed if he caught both of us, I’d give in. Little did he know I’ve always warned my girl this could happen so if you’re wondering yes, she’s playing her part. She’s not naïve to the streets. Regardless of being out the game people still try and get you for everything.

Bitch you know how it goes. I said in a stern voice. We had to