Malia and the stranger she met a month ago meets up at a bar that was unknown and unheard of to her. They meet up and kiss in front of people, her first time being treated like a Queen. Cray was coming out of a hotel right next to the restaurant where Malia was. Cray forgot the date that he was with, and pimped walked himself across the street, wiping his nose, leaning against the window, taking pictures of what the man looked like. Then when he took the last picture as the last one that he took was a clear picture but the last one he accidentally took a picture of them kissing. Cray got angry and just walked back across the street as if everything was cool.
Who was that? Asked the woman as she was getting in the limo.
Oh, that was... An enemy of mines. Cray said as he gets inside the limo of the opposite side, rolls down his window as they leave. Malia was happy. The man pulled out some flowers, a teddy bear, and some chocolates.
Malia smiles giving him a long juicy kiss. Gong, you shouldn't have! Said Malia. Gong, nods, and just gave a smile.
I wanted to. Gong said as he leans over to give a kiss.
Cray dropped the woman off, but the woman wanted to talk. Cray rolled his eyes and sighs. Looking out the window.
I had a good time tonight! Said the woman. Smiling, leaning forward, crossing her legs, and then placing her hands on this thighs, Cray looked at her and smiles, without a word. The woman finally doesn't say anything else. Cray waves his hands as she leaves, slowly as she gets out. The driver was going to wait until she got out. Cray was running out of patience, he pushes and yanks the driver out of the limo and finally drivers off without them. The driver and the woman falls out of the limo. The door closes by themselves, without Cray touching anything.
Cray was losing his mind, he went to his office at the courthouse, glancing through files, glancing through names and fingerprints to match the guy that Malia was seeing. Matching pictures and matching records was part of it. Paying some fake officers to place coke into his car, and placing meth to destroy their relationship.
Cray quickly went to the drug dealers on the street and paid them to put on uniforms as cops. Without hesitation, they did as told. Cray felt proud to be part of power. They felt like they had to do it, like they had no choice but they did. The money was good enough to stop them from selling drugs off the streets. If they gotten caught, there was no guarantee that they were going to be safe.
Malia and Gong walk out the hotel together holding hands, touching, looking at each, smiling? Cray was across the street, watching every little move as they made. Two cars were parked at the same block, across from each other, waiting to strike.
I don't care what your pass look like, I love you! Gong said.
So, after a couple of months of hitting this ass, you love me now! Asked Malia.
Hey, that's not my fault that you fine, I couldn't help myself and I didn't want to. You're beautiful, strong, creative, and sexy. Educated as I know you are. Said Gong. Biting his lips.
I got to go, I will talk to you later! They kiss one last time and went their separate ways. As wise Gong was, he didn't know that he was walking into a trap of thugs that were police officers. The officers got out of the car and arrested him. Gong yelling " let me go". Malia runs toward him but they were gone. Cray jerked his car around, and then drove off.
Malia runs up to her car, starts the engine, and drives straight down the street. They were chasing each other down. Cray jerked his car into the car garage that they had right next to the police station. He was already dressed for the job, he just had to run into the office before Malia came there.
Malia marched in their angry as hell. Running to his office, while other was chasing her. The door was locked and the window of him smiling giving a smirk was still there. Malia smiles back. Malia grabs a vase, throws it at the window, and the window shadows as she does so. Cray ducks and hides as the glass breaks.
Malia walks in the office, stands in front of the desk, and looks at him.
Are you crazy? Yells Cray.
Bitch, I ain't crazy, are you crazy? You coming after me with this bullshit! Not me!
You set up Gong cause of your jealously.
I don't know what you are talking about! Said Cray.
Walking across the room to the other side of the office. You son of a bitch! Cray closes the door behind him.
Why did you set him up? Asked Malia
Why do you care? Asked Cray.
Well, for your FYI, you know I can hurt you even more. Right? Even though you put up this wannabe tough aura. Your just a man that is afraid to lose what is close to him.
Call me what you want! Cray said.
Malia didn't respond after that.
Let him go! Said Malia
Why? Asked Cray.
We played this game before and it seems every time we play this game that you create, I always win. Ya know this! Said Maila
Do you love him? Cray teased
You love Emma? Teased Maila.
Cray wiped the smile off his face and looked down in embarrassment.
Game on then. Said Maila as she walks calmly to her desk, sits down on her chair, and grabs all her paperwork, and walks out.
The next morning Crays family and arrested for the set up that Maila chooses to do, with the same cops, with the same drug thugs, but the drug lords killed the ones that worked for Cray. Maila sits at her desk calmly, drinking her tea, looking through the magazine, turning the pages.
His family struggles and fights as they refuse to get arrested. Cray's brother n law got shot, The family arrives at the station. Cray flips tables over and Maila turns pages gentle, being calm. Laughing maliciously, sipping her tea.