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So I'm guessing you got the plot from Savages correct?
Yes I got their relationship from Savages because I wanted to see how I can translate it into fan fiction.
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three| secrets
Secrets can break trust. They can destroy all that you hold dear within a blink of an eye. Why do lovers keep secrets? To protect? Is it fear of judgment or fear of embarrassment that could cause one to rely on secrecy?
We as human beings, sometimes feel a secret is sacred and can remain buried as long as forever–time can keep a secret like you can. But just like karma, the past will come knocking, all can and will be revealed.
You can’t live in the dark forever, for everything eventually comes to the light.
Wouldn’t be a secret without the thrill of danger…
SOMARA | YARI
After a long hectic night at work, I was definitely in need of a rest once Jermaine left. Even with the usual arguments of my neighbors and some gunfire, a few hours had passed, I was able to fall asleep again. Noon crept up on me, my phone ringing loudly throughout the bedroom as I lifted my tired arms to feel for it.
My fingers brushed against the vibrating device, finally. “Hello?” I answered.
“Hola mami!” Loren squeaked into the phone, causing me to hold it at least an inch from my ear.
“Good morning..” I spoke again, this time clearing my throat.
“It’s noon baby. Wake up.” She produced a fake whine. “I think everybody should meet up today.”
Although I felt like staying comfortable in my bed, it had been a few days since I’ve gotten to see any of my girls. It would be refreshing to spend time for once, to enjoy each other rather than our men or women in Loren’s case. I agreed, reluctantly considering the last time we spent time–her “girlfriend” Erica intervened.
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lmao this is something i would do to a friend
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when ur arguing with someone and they tell u to calm down

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Ya’ll are saying Ciara is loosing because of who she’s currently with because Future is the hottest nigga out right now. Keywords “right now”. They were once in love, in route to marriage, and she’s the mother of his child and he’s bad mouthing her, but this new guy is saying nothing but good things about her. Took her to the White House. Said God put her in his path and they’re waiting but y'all hype because this nigga Future think it’s funny saying he didn’t have to wait. I hate y'all. Any kind of woman slander, black woman slander to be exact, you guys pull all kinda jokes out the bag. We can’t do better. We have to be with a nothing ass nigga that continuously puts us through a lot and we stay around in order to get any kind of respect from you guys. Then we’re a ride or die. We can hold a nigga down through it all. That’s love. But when we know our worth and won’t stand for the bullshit and strive for better we’re all kinda bitches. We all gotta do better.
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Prologue: Love
(A/N: This story will contain explicit content; this is a secondary blog primary is Free Spirit I’ll any followers that I’m not following with that blog2)
Love : An intense feeling of deep affection or a person or thing that one loves.
Charlie Hudson
Riding on his face I tilt my head back in pleasure as this moment felt so right. He groaned as he took continuous slurps and digging his tongue as far as he can get against my clit. He held me down by my side making sure I wasn't going anywhere as my hands roamed through his dark curls. Just when I was getting ready to have an orgasm he removed his tongue and threw me back so that I was lying on my backside.
Aggressively moving my legs apart he entered me roughly without warning. The pleasure masked the pain I was feeling.
This is what I expected out of Genesis, he was the rough one. Spending 3 years in Afghanistan I expected this out of him. When it's just the two of us there was no kissing involved none of that lovie dovie shit. All he cared about was getting his nut. He fucked me like crazy and it drove me crazy.
Moving along with his aggressive thrust, Genesis bit down on his lip matching my rhythm. Letting out a loud moan I felt as I was about to reach my climax again. Smirking to himself Genesis put his left hand on my pelvis while his right hand choked me.
At first I was little skeptical but the rush was just so bombarding I let it slide as he rammed his tongue into my mouth. Like I said he wasn't much of a kisser so that was a bit of a turn off.
Quickly pulling out of me, Genesis turns me over on my stomach. Getting in position I arch my back just the way he likes it as he entered me. Starting off with a nice sensual stroke I threw my head back in ecstasy as his pumps began to speed up. Grabbing a handful of my hair Genesis grunts pulling on it. Biting down my lip I threw it back and for the third time I felt this long awaited orgasm.
Pinning my face down in the sheets, Genesis thrusted in and out of me while holding my waist. Grabbing on the sheets I let out a loud moan as I let him do his work. Moaning out "fuck" I came on his dick as I finally got my awaited climax. Groaning to himself Genesis pulls out me throwing me to the side as he strokes his dick letting his semen out on our sheets.
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"Have you talked to Oli lately?" I asked as I wrapped my hair up in a high bun.
"No his phone keeps going straight to voicemail"
Oliver was the other third of our trio. He went out on an important business trip. He didn't tell us much about it, just that it was a trip that he had to take. Which was odd, he always took Genesis with him. Genesis was the trigger man Oliver was the brains.
Our product was starting to get popular which meant we needed another source to clean our money. We already had a pharmacy but that wasn't going to hold up for too much. Along with growing the best weed in all of California Oliver and Genesis also cooked up the best cocaine too.
"I pitched to him about opening up a laundry mat for cleaning the money but you know how Oliver can be. He has his mind on opening up this club."
Genesis stated getting out bed and walking over to the bathroom.
"You know when he gets back I want you two to do something special for me" I got up and followed behind him into the bathroom.
My boys always made me happy and I was grateful for it. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world to have both of them to myself.
Oliver and Genesis both were to in love with me to ever think about sleeping with other women because as long as you got me what other woman do you need?
"I'll see what we can do for you"
Genesis smirks at me as I made my way into the bathroom walking towards him seductively.
Genesis was sexy from head to toe. Good chocolate skin, nice body anything a girl could look for in a man appearance wise.
The dick game was on point too.
When I was close enough Genesis forcefully grabbed me by my hand bringing me towards him. Nothing was said we just stared at each other with such lust in our eyes. With Oliver not here he didn't have to worry about sharing me.
Justin Santiago
I didn't want this life that I was living. It was just given to me. I was destined to live this life it's the life I only knew now.
I had dreams at one point, I had dreams at becoming a famous Architect and live the American Dream with a wife, two children a girl and a boy hopefully and a dog named Mandy behind a picket white fence much like my father.
So I thought.
The sudden death of my father stopped all of that and I was forced to take over his drug empire that I didn't know anything about. My mom was to show me the ropes on how to run the biggest cartel of all of North America only at the age of 22.
I was supposed to graduate from UCLA next semester with my bachelors in architecture. Then start graduate school to get my masters.
It was still a shock to me that the life I thought I was living was all a lie. My parents weren't successful business people. My dad wasn't a Stockbroker and my mom wasn't a big time Lawyers they both were drug lords.
I stood watching as the pallbearers carried my dad's casket to its respectful place to where he would be buried. As the rain hit the pavement, my mom was on one side and my girl Riley was on the other as we watch them place my dad into the ground. My sister Viviana was across from us crying on my guy Seven arms hysterically.
The priest said his words of wisdom or his little prayer whatever you want to call it before they proceeded with the burial.
"You need to get two of your most trustworthy men" My mom spoke as we were walking back to the limo.
I felt like this was all a dream. That I would wake up and my dad would be here and everything would go back to normal. This wasn't a dream this was real. I was going to have to run a major drug cartel.
How could they keep this a secret from Viviana and me? They were living a lie and now she wants me to lie to Viviana also? How can she just assume I wanted to live this way?
I'm sure she knows how to run their 'business' she's been running it with my dad for lord knows how long. Sighing to myself maybe this is why José ran away. He must've found out what they did for a living.
"Ma how do-"
"Quiet Jesus" She cut me off. "Do you see that man sitting on that car over there?"
I cut my eyes over to the man she was talking about. There stood a fairly tall caramel skinned man leaning on top of his black on black Charger. Right on the other side of the fence. He was suited up nicely in his suit and tie.
"That's detective Ward one of the detectives that were investigating your father. The other one is Detective Jamieson. I took care of him"
What does she mean took care of him? Like kilt him?
"That life you thought you had is over with now. There will be people watching your move, Riley's move and even your friends move from here on out."
My mom spoke with such aggression in her voice.
"Now you have to man the fuck up and do what you have to do for your family."
She turned away and walked back over to the limo. The clicking of her heels descending was all I heard as I stood there taking everything in. Rain ran down my face masking my tears as I stood there looking at my father's grave. I just wanted to let it all out all of this pain and confusing I've been feeling since my father's death.
Who was I?
Was I Jesus Santiago the college graduate, or Jesus Santiago the drug lord?
"Jesus Santiago"
The detective greeted me snapping me out of my trance. Walking over to the fence he wore this sly smirk as we stood face to face. Seeing him smirk made me want smack it right off of him.
"I'm detective Malcolm Ward but I'm sure you already know that."
"Why would I know your name? You've been standing over there this whole time like some creep"
"Well your father wa-"
"My father was a stockbroker who was just at the wrong place at the wrong time" I dismissed myself turning around to walk back to the limo.
"I just want you to know one thing Mr. Santiago" He yelled after me as I was about to get into the limo. Stopping I turn around looking at him to hear what he had to say. "We'll be watching you" he smirked yet again before getting into his car speeding off.
Looking over to Adonis who was on his phone texting away. I then look over to Seven who was still trying to control my sister Viviana.
From that moment on I knew the only people I trust were these people sitting in the limo. They were the only family I had at this moment "Adonis, Seven" I called after them as they both look in my direction. "Y'all ready to run California?"
Those words brought a smirk to my mom's face.
Detective Paul Jamieson
Coming into the force you have to think about what kind of cop you want to be. You can either be a good cop and get walked all over or you can choose to be a bad cop and still get walked over.
The question is, is it all worth it for a measly 60,000 dollars a year?
"Calling all units calling all units a robbery just took place at Los Angeles Federal bank the getaway car is identified to be a black minivan I repeat the getaway car seems to be a black minivan"
An agent spoke over our police radio.
"Let's go check out the scene" I told my partner Alice Gray.
I was tired we were on this stakeout for 8 hours and nothing has happened yet and I doubt anything was going to happen anytime soon.
"Then sitting here for 8 hours would've been for nothing, let somebody else check it out.” She blew it off.
I swear having a female as your partner was much tougher than having another male. Females took the job a little more seriously than males because they were underestimated. So they came to work with a chip on their shoulder.
Taking a deep breath I grab my coffee taking a sip. I should beat Ward's ass for asking for a transfer.
"Come on Gray nothing is going to happen. Santiago's funeral was today. So I doubt the drop is going to happen" I reminded her as the lie came out smoothly. I knew the drop was going to happen today. I just had to get her away from it.
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"Veronica Santiago. Funny seeing you here"
I said taking another sip of my whiskey I didn't think a Sports Bar was her type of scene I was expecting fancy restaurant downtown.
Why was I in a sports bar anyway? I should be out celebrating with the rest of the team.
Taking a look at her. Her face was pale and her eyes were red and puffy like she had been crying. Smacking on my teeth I should be the one crying after the day I've been through today.
"R-R-Rons dead" she spoke coldly.
Grabbing my glass I threw it against the wall as it shattered everywhere. I spent my entire career chasing after Ron Santiago and I was close to bringing the whole Santiago Cartel down.
I wanted to see Ron Santiago's face when I put him behind bars. Not getting the pussy way out.
Something inside me was somewhat relieved that my major problem keeping me from my family was dead and gone. Now I can go back to my daughter.
I had to keep them in hiding dealing with The Santiago's I didn't want them to know anything about my personal life. I didn’t want them to know who my 4th cousin twice removed was.
"Why are you coming to me with this?" I ask taking another sip of whisky. Letting it trickle down my throat it burned like hell.
I know they knew about me and Detective Ward investigating them. Hell all of Los Angeles knew about my investigation.
"I know how close you are coming to busting us and about the drop that's happening on the 22th"
If she knew about all of this why didn’t she stop the drop? Isn't she next in line since her husband can't fulfill the duties?
"I want you to lay off us for a while I know how close you are coming to cleaning us out and it's too much for my family right now they are still taking the loss of their father in we are human Paul"
Staring at her, I wanted to throw her out of this bar myself. She had to be stupid to come to me with some dumb shit like this.
"And what do I get out of this?"
It wouldn't hurt to hear her sorry as plea. I wasn't going to stop taking down The Santiago Cartel would be the highlight of my career. I can get promoted up to chief and really get my family back on track.
"300,000"
"Fine let’s go" Alice started the car and pulling off to the banks crime scene.
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Main Cast
Oliver Curry / 25
Charlie Hudson / 23
Genesis Wilson / 24
Paul Jamieson / 30
Jesus Santiago / 22
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Supporting Cast
Calvin / 23

Thomas / 23

Ezra White / 28
Shannon Gray / 28

Frank Tucker / 45
Malcolm Ward / 33
Riley / 21

Seven / 22

Vivianna Santiago / 19

Adonis / 21

Veronica Santiago / 42

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