Ivy POV...
Ivy looked at her brother then looked at the mouthwatering chocolate man before her coming from the back. She still couldn't believe he had the balls to claim her as his. He was tripping if he thought he could handle her or her lifestyle. But she had to admit he looked fine as shit holding a shotgun in his arms. She got her self together then told them to go protect the door.
She was grateful that no one knew her brother had a secret exit in his game room. She told them to follow her.
They went to the game room. Once they got there Jacob looked out the window, and looked happy that they might be able to get to the escape car he had parked out front. Nothing flashy because her brother was smart about blending in. Her brother seemed to always be ahead just like her. Reason she hated not running the empire her parents them together. Yet she understood why her brother wouldn't want to. It was alot of violence and drama that was involved.
Ivy was proud of herself at 28 she was already doing good forself. Her mansion was everything she could want, but lately she just wanted a break from always defending her damn throne. She ran all of north America, south America, Europe, parts of Africa, and Asia, and now she was in the midst of gaining Jamaica, and Bahamas. Which was the reason everything was hectic for her. Niggas didn't like being told what to do by a female. They had respect for her thanks to her father and mother names striking fear in everyone.
Back in the day when her parents ran shit they was lethal and ruthless.
Her mom was the infamous Raven Rose and her father was Leo "Fire" Jones. Her parents held shot down and once they had twins everyone knew they needed to take them out. After awhile her parents got tired of it and decided to hand it to them.
However her brother declined the throne opting instead to run the family legal business. Music was her brother's world. Fire records was given to him by their father gladly.
I felt it worked out because even though I could sing I rather focus on the Jones legacy in the streets instead.
I looked over at ray again. She could believe that she was this close to Ray Mi Amor. Ray was her brothers child friend but was also a very talented Grammy,billboard's, bet, winning r&b singer. He could sing any lady out of their thongs with his smooth silky voice. Ray's voice was everything. Right now doe he was just ray and looking right at her.
Ray: Stoping drooling girl and listen. Jacob's going first then you then me that way you are fully protected. Move your ass now.
They went through the door but luck would have it a whole bunch of jamaicans was ready for them. With rifles and shotguns aimed at them shooting directly for them. Jacob threw a stun grenade from his vest, buying them time to get to the car, but not before jacob was shot in the arm. She could tell her twin was in pain. Cause she felt it but he kept moving to get them to the car. Once they reached the car she saw ray shoot at the jamaicans tires. Then she saw them go flat. She got in the driver seat and drove them to her safe house on Linn street.
She pulled up and her workers let her in. She quickly called the doctor onsite to tend to her brother's arm.
She then called her second hand boss lady Carmen. Those two together was trouble. See the main reason niggas didn't like her is cause she wouldn't hire them. She felt you couldn't trust niggas forreal. They let hoes and ego get in they head to much.
Her whole team had her back, and was some true boss ladies forreal.
There was Carmen Santos her right hand Cuban bombshell
Violet Valentino her Italian crazy shooter.
Bridgette Blake her talented accountant but will stab someone in a quick min.
Emily Yu her Japanese sniper
Last her secret weapon and reason everything was crazy.
Twins Jade and Olivia Brown the craziest jamaicans she ever met. These two ladies was sneaky and quiet. They could speak several languages so good you didn't know where they was from. Jade was a master seductress, with skills in all weapons. Olivia on the other hand was tech savvy and held a black belt in every martial art known. That girl was lethal and spent time in the military.
Ivy looked at her squad and knew exactly what to do next. She wasn't to happy about the call she had to make.
Ivy:
Coo yah yuh crazy son eff a bitch wi wi meet up inna 4 hours fi guh ova terms
Eff yuh nuh there dis means wars an mi doubt yuh wa dat
Mystery Person:Alright yuh lethal goddess ago bi there But no funny bizniz or its lights out
Ivy hung up and looked at the twins with a sparkle in her eyes.
Ivy: You sure you want to meet up with your father like this. They dont know yall on my side. Once they find out shit is going to hit the fan.
Oliva: Den let shit hit di fan shoot fos questions eff yuh survive