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fuck the beauty queen and not climax. He wanted to fuck the beauty queen and nut all over her ass. And he hadn’t nutted yet. As far as he was concerned, he wouldn’t bust that nut until he had totally dominated the drug game in the same way he’d dominated the game of basketball.
    Yeah, Malek knew that he had unfinished business, like murdering Sweets on Joe’s behalf, and also making more money than Joe had ever imagined. He was going to learn from Joe’s mistakes and become bigger and better than him. It was Malek’s time.

Chapter Five
    M alek had never seen so much money in his entire life. One million dollars lay scattered across his bed. He was giddy on the inside. When Malek had seen all of the cash inside of the safe deposit box, he almost came on himself at the sight of so much dough. He had to make three trips back to the bank in order to retrieve all of the cash. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself, so each time he came back to the safe deposit box, he only carried a medium-size duffle bag with him to put the cash inside. He had been making money hustling, but Jamaica Joe had been “getting it,” and the evidence of Joe’s success in the game was right in front of him.
    Malek had more than enough money to cop from Fredro. He was about to hit the streets hard, and no one, not even Sweets, was going to stop his rise to the top.
    He counted the money for hours, verifying repeatedly that all of it was there. It wasn’t a task for him. The money felt good in his hands. He knew that he couldn’t act on his impulse to splurge frivolously. He was about to turn the one million into an empire and make his mentor proud. And without a doubt, Malek knew that he had to get back at Sweets, but he didn’t want to move on him just yet. He first wanted to get his paper stacked as high as he could stack it, and then he wanted to catch Sweets sleeping.
    Halleigh was silent as she lay across the bed in just her panty and bra set. She couldn’t believe the riches that were scattered around her, but she was glad that Malek trusted her around his money.
    Malek loved Halleigh’s body and was always turned on by her. He regretted it regularly that he had never sexed her like they had planned on doing on the night that she was raped.
    Truth be told, he wasn’t that pressed to hit it now. See, the way he figured things, getting pussy wasn’t a problem for him. He had a string of chicks that he had ran up in, and he could add to that list at his will. But the reason he hadn’t been that pressed to hit it was because, ever since Halleigh had been raped, he looked at her as being defiled. Sort of like a bird with a broken wing, or a Mercedes that had been wrecked. And then on top of that, Halleigh had been a whore who got paid to get fucked.
    Malek never let Halleigh in on his thoughts about why he was more than willing to be patient. He wanted to come across as if he was being patient for her sake, while he was really being patient because he was trying to come to grips with the fact that her pussy was no longer special. She could have been infected with some type of disease, and on top of that, he was trying to figure out how he could make her his top bitch after she had basically been the whole hood’s bottom bitch.
    Fuck it! he thought as he took off his LRG jeans and his shirt and lay next to Halleigh on the bed along with all of the money. Without warning, he began kissing on her.
    Halleigh loved the way Malek kissed her, and she loved the way his tongue felt in her mouth. She began to kiss him more passionately.
    Malek slid his left hand onto Halleigh’s pussy and began to rub on it through her panties.
    â€œEmmmmhhh,” Halleigh sighed with pleasure.
    Malek was actually surprised that she hadn’t tried to push him away or move his hand from her crotch like she normally had done. She usually ran a line on him that she wasn’t ready to go