Tampa Black: Part ! Read Free Page B

here’s my number, call me tonight.”
    Hugging her one last time, Trion turned and walked into the house to greet the rest of the family. Painstakingly, he forced a smile onto his face, but in his heart he knew the storm that was cooking would bring a lot of casualties before it was over. Bodies were going to drop, but when the smoke cleared he would have his revenge…
    Meanwhile, standing in his plush half of a million-dollar condo, Zion gazed out of his picturesque living room window overlooking the harbor as he watched the sailboats go by. Snapping out of his trance, he turned just in time to see his six-year-old twin son and daughter Fya and Fahara running towards him.
    “Poppa, poppa, momma just pulled up outside”
    Fahara screamed in an excited tone. Opening the front door Tonya, Zion’s Cubin baby momma was attacked by the twins showering her with a million kisses.
    As Zion observed the exchange, he and Tonya locked eyes. He couldn’t help loving the beautiful Cuban model that had given birth to his children. But deep inside he knew that she deserved a better life than he had to offer her. Life was great from the outside looking in, but after all, everything had its price.
    After Tonya and the kids pulled off, Zion’s phone began to ring.
    “… YOSH…”
    As Tecko spoke into the phone, Zion listened.   
    “Boss everyting has been taken care of in West Tampa. All de loose ends are tied up.  Tonight we celebrate. I’ll pick you up at eleven, we’re going to Club Ecstasy.”
    After a short conversation, Zion hung up and laid back with a smile on his face. Over the last two years he had become the main distributer of cocaine for central Florida. At this point the money and the life was great, after all, who said crime don’t pay?
    Tossing and turning as he slept in his new loft in North Tampa, Trion was abruptly awakened by the sound of someone repeatedly pressing his door bell. Feeling grouchy, he finally broke free from his slumber;         
    “man who the fuck is this?”
    Seeing that it was Tasha, Trion opened the front door, but all he could do was marvel at the sexy specimen that stood before him.…
    “Damn lil momma, you look good enough to eat,”
    he said flirting. Taking note of Trion’s shirtless, chiseled chest, she couldn’t help but to reach out and touch it. Smiling she flirted back,
    “well I hope you’re hungry …”
    Playfully snatching her off of her feet and closing the door behind them, he carried Tasha back to his bedroom and laid her down on his new bed before climbing in next to her. There was a moment of silent enchantment.
    “Listen Tata, this nigga Zion is dangerous ma, this aint a game. I don’t want you in the middle of this.”
    Looking up into Trion’s eyes as she lay on her back, all Tasha could think about was how long she had been secretly in love with him.
    As she lay under the warmth of his body, slowly she felt her body beginning to surrender to the throbbing wetness pulsating between her thighs. At this moment, she knew that there was no turning back. She had to have him in her life, and more specifically, right now she needed to have him inside of her body. Reaching up to grab the back of Trion’s neck, Tasha initiated the tumble of a snowball of ecstasy that would melt their souls to the core as they explored each other’s essence…
    As old friends became lovers, only God knew the tragedy and trials that were to come, but for now they had each other…
    Across town Carlos and Smoke prepared for their latest undertaking. Looking down at his watch, Smoke was frustrated.
    “Damn Dawg, what the fuck is taking this train so long?”
    The two of them had been laying in the bushes beside a secluded railroad track for over an hour, but the military cargo on board was worth it. Although the sun had just set for the evening, it was hot and humid; so being dressed in all black didn’t help Smokes frustration.
    “Man fuck this shit dawg. If this