Thread: The Lives We Lead (jaceyboo & Traveler)

There was shit that his woman understood about the life he led to provide for her, but Darren knew that she was a good enough girl she was obedient and beautiful, and she could fuck like the Queen of the Nile when she had a few drinks in her. Dareen had loved her every since he first saw here there, on the playground in the eighth grade. He was just a piss-ant pot runner then, selling a few dime bags for his cousin and palming a few dollars for his effort, but even then he knew that he wanted Aubrey for his own. She was hot. He didn't approach her until he had his act together though he was nearly 22 and she was only 20, but by then he had learned enough about women to know exactly what to tell her and what to do to snare her heart and make her his. Of course, he had been shorter when he was a kid. Short and skinny, but quick. Quick to run, quick to learn, quick to claw his way up the dealer ladder until he ran the entire region. No drugs got in or out without his say so. Nowadays there wasn't a fucker around who would call Darren Roman of being a short, skinny kid. No... he stood at nearly 6'4 and was 230 pounds of pure muscle and attitude. He was the kind of guy who could have any girl he wanted on her knees, begging for his attention. But he only wanted Aubrey. She was his woman his lady. Everything he did to build his empire he saw as being for her benefit, though he was also so afraid of losing her so he kept her in the Warehouse under careful watch. It was for her protection, of course. Today the metal door to the lift opened and the locks were thrown, and Darren walked into the grand warehouse and towards Audrey's personal rooms like he was the king. He had a big smile on his face and he clapped his hands together to announce his arrival. Behind him were his usual guards and entourage of thugs, but there was also a new face. This new face was close at hand, and when Darren caught his lover's eye he put an arm around the stranger's shoulders and grinned broadly at Audrey. Babe! I want you to get dressed in your sexy red dress we're going to go and celebrate on the town! He squeezed the other man's shoulder. Aren't we, Tony? Darren looked at the other man like he was his long-lost brother. Indeed, the guy could have been related to him. He had the same dark, swarthy handsomeness that came from heritage in the Mediterranean, and though his face was covered in a six o'clock shadow, his lean jaws and bright green eyes pierced through the air as he looked at Audrey for the first time. If you say so, boss, he said, appearing sheepish and somewhat embarrassed. Don't boss me, Antonio! You busted their balls today, saved me two hundred grand! Darren squeezed Tony's shoulders again before letting him go and walking towards Audrey. You wouldn't believe this guy, Baby! Those motherfucking nigger cocksuckers tried to intercept our shipment today and this guy - Antonio! - he fuckin' gets in there and totally ruins their fucking days, didn't you Tony? Darren grinned and pointed at the other man. This guy, he's regular Bruce Fucking Lee. Didn't fire a shot but they're all sleeping with the fishes now. Darren clapped his hand together like he did when he was happy. So... we're going to celebrate, eh? Get my man laid and show him a good time show him how I treat my most loyal men, hm? He reached over and cupped Audrey's ass in his hands to pull her forward and kiss her possessively in front of his men. How's that sound, Baby? Let's go have us some fun!