Thanks 4 Nothing

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4 weeks later

Leel POV

"Did you get the new shipment," Smoove asked me?

Smoove is the leader of the Franchise Cartel. He has many operations in more than 50 countries but particularly mostly in the United States. He is one of my well known connected suppliers.

They are involved in the importation and transport of multi-ton quantities of illicit drugs, including methamphetamine, heroin, and fentanyl, from Mexico to the United States.

They're dominating the market right now. They supply the drugs and I supply the protection.

*Knock*

*Knock*

*Knock*

I'm trying to discuss important business and I can't even do what I need to do without being interrupted.

"Hold on Smoove, I'll hit you back later," I muttered out before hanging up.

"Come in," I gritted out trying to hold in my anger.

My assistant fluttered through the doors.

This is her 3rd time disturbing me today. This better be important or I swear to Jesus Christ himself.

"What do you want now," I asked looking at her irritated?

"Do you want pink or blue flowers at the Thanksgiving venue," My assistant, Cassidy asked me.

It took everything in my power to remain calm. I guess everything I told her went into one ear and out of the other one.

I'm not worried about no fucking thanksgiving Venue. Ma dukes already got that shit situated. I literally just got off the phone with her.

"I specifically told you to let my sister and my mother take care of shit like that. You continuously coming into my fucking office after I have already told you what to do," I angrily spat out.

"I'm sorry sir," she trembled shifting.

"You just interrupted a very important call with one of my most strongest ally. This can fuck up everything," I screamed beating on the table.

"I'm sorry sir, I promise you it won't happen again," she streaked out apologizing again.

"I know it won't happen again because you're fired. Since you clearly can't do your job I'll get somebody else to do it. Get the fuck out my office," I said fanning her out of the door

"Stupid ass bitch," I whispered slamming the door behind her.

''I sigh,'' having a seat at my desk.

I stared at the Ace of Spades bottle contemplating on whether I should drink or not. I really don't drink like that because I know how I can get. But I just don't care right now.

"Fuck it, I need a break," I whispered popping the bottle open.

I've been working my ass off all week. I've gained 9 new investors and not to mention the new connections we just gained. Hell I deserve a drink or two, besides a little wine won't hurt anybody.

I put the bottle to my lips letting the smooth liquid trickle down my throat. A feeling of warmed swiftly took possession over my body.

2 Hours Later

I busted out laughing watching my phone ring for the 100 time today.

It's been a while since I felt like this. And I feel so good, I'm not gonna lie.

I stared at my phone again, watching it ring. I leaned back in my seat enjoying my high.

When I finally got the courage, I picked up my phone. I looked at the time in shock.

"4:35, damn I'm late to the Venue," I mumbled sobering up a little.

I shot up out my seat racing out of my office but not before grabbing the Spades bottle.

I had so many missed calls and messages.

I rushed out of the building hurrying to my car. I used my phone to start my Tesla while setting my destination on the map.

I put the car in autopilot leaning my head back again continuing to enjoy my high.

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When I finally arrived. I took another sip of the wine mentally preparing for the hardship that's about to come.

I know as soon as I walk into this building I got to see all my fake ass friends and family. I took another sip finally getting out.

I walked up to the building spotting Marcus, one of my security guards.

He nodded greeting me before opening the doors of the building.

I nodded back stepping into the venue. I took a moment to grasp in my surroundings.

I was not expecting this event to be decorated so beautifully. It was so packed.

Everyone was doing their own thing. In there own little world. They didn't even notice me enter.

I looked around some more noticing King at the table with my momma.

I stumbled making my way through the crowd. When I made it to the table I took a seat beside King.

"Amigo, ¿qué diablos te tomó tanto tiempo," King said as his eyes widened?

Translation- Dude, what the fuck took you so long?

"No te preocupes por eso, tuve que manejar algunos asuntos.," I responded dismissively.

Translation- Don't worry about that, I had to handle some business

I raised up out of my seat going over to greet my ma dukes.

"Happy Thanksgiving ma," I said kissing her on the cheek.

"You're an hour late to your own event. What held you up," she asked scrunching her face up?

"I was finishing up some paperwork up in my office and I lost track of time," I responded lying.

"Oh okay, have you greeted your aunties and stuff yet?"

"Yes ma, that was the first thing I did when I came into the building," I smiled lying again.

"But I can't stay for too long. I'm about to fix my plate and head back to the office. You did a great job decorating by the way," I said about to walk off.

I stopped in my tracks hearing my momma say, "Thank you son, and Happy Thanksgiving to you too."

I smiled walking to the food table. I sigh seeing Bre and Ciauna at the table fixing them a plate.

"Of course they're at the food table, Fat asses," I whispered snorting grabbing me a plate.

I began flooding my plate with everything that I noticed. I felt eyes staring me down. I ignored them continuing to fill my plate up.

I grabbed another plate for my desert.

"Damn, take the whole table," Bre said sarcastically laughing with Ciauna.

"It's looks like you beat me to it," I laughed watching her smile drop.

I smirked grabbing my 2 plates strutting past her and out of the building.

If you can pitch out a joke. You should be able to take one.

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