Trife Life To Lavish (A King Production Presents...) Read Online Free PDF

friendships withstood all the bullshit,
and that's what she shared with Nichelle.
    Nichelle and Tierra started walking towards
the apartment, and Simone practically tossed the
baby to Nichelle before they even made it to the
stairs. "Girl, thank you! He's almost sleep, and I left
some bottles in the refrigerator, and his Pampers
and everything else you need is right on the table,"
Simone explained, as Nichelle patted the babies back while he lay on her shoulder.

    Radric and Renny sat in the car watching the
three ladies interacting, but Renny had his eyes on
one lady in particular. "Yo, who's that chick?"
    "Oh, that's jail bait."
    "She don't look like jail bait to me," Renny
commented, sizing up Nichelle's ample ass that he
was visualizing seeing out of her jeans. Then when
he caught a full glimpse of her face as she turned
towards Tierra while cradling Simone's baby, he
became even more drawn to her. She seemed so at
ease and affectionate holding a child that wasn't even
hers. It was as if she had a natural motherly instinct
and innocence that Renny found utterly sexy.
    "She ain't that young, but nobody you should
waste your time with."
    "Why is that?" Renny wanted to know.
    "For one, she got a man, and from what I
understand, they both in it strong."
    "What that got to dowit' me?" he asked, glancing
over at Carmelo, who was leaning against his Benz.
    "You still the same selfish motherfucker you
always been," Radric chuckled. "But seriously,
there's a ton of pussy out here, and a rich, pretty
boy like you can have any piece you want. Let
them two lovebirds have each other."
    "I got you, man. I'll leave that alone." That's
what Renny said with his mouth, but his mind had
another agenda. He had seen a lot, and done a lot handling his business in these streets. And besides
pushing dope and making money, too many things
didn't catch his attention. But when something
did, he became completely fixated on owning it,
whether that was cars, clothes, jewelry, homes or a
woman, and his new fixation was Nichelle. Renny
didn't know when or how, but he was determined
to add her to his collection.

     

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    When you play the game that many refer to as `street
life', you're always given choices. For a lucky few,
those choices lead to the `hood riches they crave,
and for the rest, either a jail cell with their name
written on it, or even worse, an early death sentence.
Although the risks are clearly laid out, the seduction
of the game always lures them in.
    "Simone, you ready for tonight?" Tierra
asked, as they sat in the pizza joint, waiting for
their order.
    "Where ya going?" Nichelle inquired, sipping
on her Coke.
    "Nowhere exciting, just hooking up with
Radric and Renny... again," Simone huffed, not
sounding the least bit enthused.
    "Why you say it like that? I thought you were
feeling Renny," Tierra smacked.

    'Was=when I thought he was feeling me too."
    "What makes you think he's not?" Tierra
pried, not letting up.
    "Come on now, Tierra. We have all been out
a few times together, and that nigga hasn't so much
as whispered shit in my direction."
    "Maybe he's the private type and don't like to
show no affection in front of people."
    "Then why the fuck he ain't ask me to go on
a date alone, without you and Radric?"
    "Maybe he waiting for you to ask first."
    "Bitch, please!" Simone rolled her eyes,
knowing Tierra was reaching. "That nigga ain't
feeling me. It's time for me to move on and try to
scam another rich motherfucker."
    "Don't give up yet, Simone. You a bad bitch.
That nigga will come around. Just give it a little
more time."
    "Nah, it's time for me to hang it up. Have
Nichelle go wit' you," Simone said, flinging her
hand up in the air.
    Nichelle had been so quiet as the ladies went back
and forth, Tierra had almost forgotten she was there.
    "Don't even go there, Tierra," Nichelle quickly
said, seeing her friend eyeing her direction.
    "Why not? It'll be fun. We