Hate the Player and the Game

chapter 46

Chapter 46

Diamond

              Months had started to pass and I had been spending allot of time with Royale. I spent time with Ludah here and there, but most of the time we had together we would just argue about me being with Royale. Ludah didn't understand that I had to be with Royale for business reasons. I didn't want to think of it as if I was using Royale, but that was basically what I was doing. Everyone on the streets of LA knew me as Royale's knew Woman. We showed up at parties together, we gambled at casinos together, and we were seen everywhere with each other. I finally gave up the pussy to him so his old ass could bust a nut, and sexing up Royale wasn't that bad. He had a thick dick and could put it on me good enough. We used condoms every time we fucked because I didn't trust him. I was told about how many one night stands this nigga then had. Ludah had been so angry at me lately that he wanted nothing to do with me. Sometimes he would show up at my town house and would give me angry, rough sex, but other than that, he would just stand in his position with his gun starring at me in anger.
          I had been secretly stealing from Royale. He trusted me enough to start doing business with me and he told me all of his ideas and what he was planning to do in the near future with all of his money. I would sneak a few thousand here and there and stash it in Santi's underground. I would make sure that no one would find out about it. Sometimes I would make sure that no one from Royale's turf was following me before I went to Santi's. I didn't like the fact that I had to steal, but shit I liked Gucci, Louis, Fendi, and Prada and what I wanted I got. The more time that I spent with Royale, the more I liked the idea of being his woman. Sometimes the uppity bitches looked up to me like they wanted to be me when we visited the country club. I had everything that I ever wanted in LA. I had came, saw, and conqured.

           
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               Life was good for the next few years dating Royale and having Ludah on the side, but things started to change when I turned twenty-three. Royale had started to notice that something was up with his money and he had been starting to get real angry lately. He would have never suspected that it was me taking his shit. In a way I felt a little guilty, but at the same time money was the reason that I even fucked with Royale in the first place. I didn't mean to make him fall in love with me, but if that's what it took to get my paper, and to make sure my product was getting swept through the streets, then so be it. We would all be in Royale's pent house watching him pace and curse himself out. He had recently started a beef with Francis' older brother Faustin. A few years ago when I killed Francis, his Mafia family started to hunt down the niggas who did it and it all came down to Royale because he was the only one beefing with Francis at the time. The Russian Mafia had been on our tales off and on since then, but still hasn't tried shit. They would send us letters threatening to kill Royale and his whole turf, but it didn't scare me at all until one day they sent a letter threatening to kill his wife. I was the only bitch that Royale had been fucking with and I knew that the wife was supposed to be me. Everyone knew me as Royale's woman. I couldn't drive to the mall and go shopping without thinking that someone was following me. Royale had one of his big soldiers named Gin drive me everywhere and follow me around all the time. It felt good to know that I had my own personal body guard, but I was still scared that something would happen.

                One day, I couldn't take staying in the house any longer. I had been living with Royale and still paying for my town house in Venice. I knew that one day I would have to go back to it so I never sold it. I walked into my walk in closet and picked out a short white summer dress that flared out at the bottom. I slid my feet into some bright, white open-toed stilettos. large silver ear rings were in my ears, and silver bracelets graced my wrist. I did my hair so that the expensive black and brown weave fell down to my back in long, big curls. I glossed my lips, baby oiled my legs, grabbed my Fendi bag with my .32 and my car keys and headed out. Royale hadn't been home so it was just me, the maids, his soldiers, and my body guard. Gin had been in the bathroom so I tried to leave while he was taking his shit. When I got to the door, two of Royale's soldiers blocked my way with their big rifles. I stepped back shocked that they would even do such a thing. I was the queen of this house and they would listen and respect me. I knew that Royale had probably ordered them not to let me go anywhere because of the dangers it could cause. I had been stuck in the damn house for months now and I just needed some fresh air. "And just what do yall think yall are doing"? I asked. They were not permitted to talk to me because Royale didn't like to think of his men flirting with his woman. Every now and then he would catch them starring at my ass, or looking at me when I walked around the house in my short, silk robe. All of his soldiers wished they could taste me or wished that I could be theirs. All of them wished that they were in Royale's or Ludah's place. Every one including my body guard knew of the fake affair that I was having with Ludah except Royale. The soldiers respected me more than they did Royale. When I told them not to say shit, they didn't because they knew I would smoke a nigga and leave them dead if I wanted to. I was falling for Ludah. I wasn't in love with him, but he was the person that I wanted to be with. He knew that I had to do what I had to do when it came to my business with Royale, but he didn't respect it. He hated seeing me parade around with Royale and he hated standing there at night in Royale's house listening to us fuck on some nights. I heard that some of Royale's soldiers would clown him for it when their shifts were over. Ludah just had to get over the fact that I was Royale's woman and there was nothing he could do about it. He just looked at it like I was his woman first and Royale took me from him. I knew that he wanted me to be his twenty-four-seven, but it is what it is. Ludah was just my young meat when I was tired of Royale's old ass. I hadn't been looking for love and didn't want it. I just wanted what I came to LA for and that was to ball because like I said, I was a balling bitch. I just happened to meet some people and my life turned out the way it is now. Gay Tony was angered when I told him about me and Royale. He booked a flight to LA just to see me and when Royale clarified that I was fine with him, Gay Tony got off his case.                       Anyway, I stood there with my hands on my hips watching the handsome men stare at my big breast instead of listening to me. "Excuse me.......let me through". The men wouldn't budge. I knew that Gin was almost done taking his shit and I was running out of time to leave the house. I looked back at Ludah who had been starring at me admiring that I was his woman too, but also resenting the fact that I was sleeping with some other man at night. I stamped my foot trying to pout, but Ludah took his eyes off of me and started to look forward like he was supposed to. When I heard grunting coming from the bathroom, I ran up the grand stair case and up to the guest room. I opened the window and stepped out onto the roof of the porch. I put my back up against the house and slowly started to ease my way to the big tree that sat next to it. When I got to the tree, I resented wearing white. I stepped onto the branch and climbed down the tree as swiftly as I could being careful not to ruin my dress. My heels finally touched the soft, fake grass and I ran with my purse across the rounded drive way to my new car. Royale had bought me a black and Grey 2002 Phantom a few months ago and I couldn't be happier. I hopped in before any one would notice that I was gone and started the car. I quietly drove out of the drive way and out of the neighborhood that you would have to have lots of money to live in. Once I was gone, I felt free. I felt like the independent girl that I once was. Being stuck in a 1.5 million dollar house all day might sound like the dream life, but from my experience, Id'e rather live in my town house and be able to do what I wanted to do. Being Royale's girl came with big challenges because he was a drug lord and I was soon about to be one when I got from under his wing. Royale was getting older and told me that he recently started to make his will. It scared me, but I was dying to know what was on it for me. I blasted my music listening to Nelly's voice and bobbing my head to it. I drove around a few times to make sure no one was watching me then I drove to Santi's place to check up on him and put a few thousand that I had in my purse in my stash. Before I officially moved in with Royale, I would stay at Santi's underground some late nights and just talk to him. I would tell him about my life and he would tell me about his. He dreaded me ever going back to Queens, but I knew that some day I would have to. Gay Tony told me that my apartment was still up and running so I knew that Queens was calling my name. I hadn't heard from Armani and Alex for the past couple of years. All I knew was that Dee was still locked up and that Alex had a healthy baby girl. After Santi's place, I drove to Malibu and did some window shopping. I had put everything on my card from the account that Royale had made for me. He didn't know about the two accounts that I already had or the thousands of dollars that I had stashed away at Santi's place. I figured that any money that I did have, I wouldn't tell any one about because it was none of their damn business. I sat outside of a store with two huge shopping bags in my hands starring at a pearly white Nautica dress that I wanted so bad with silver glitter. I tilted my head to the side as I starred at it. I was so deep in thought that when I felt someone tap me on my shoulder, it scared the living shit out of me. I turned around to see a chocolate face with long blonde weave that was almost to her ass. I looked down at the huge breast she had and the thigh's that she had to match. Chardenay looked great and I was so glad to see her, but I couldn't believe that she was really here in Malibu. I wondered what money she had to be making to be doing it big like this.