Tied to a Boss
Jhon Rose
Tied to a Boss
Written by Jhon L Rose
TIED TO A BOSS
Written by Jhon L Rose
Cover design: Davida Baldwin
Typist: Michelle Enos
ISBN: 978-1-943686-62-9
Copyright ©2015 Good2Go Publishing
Published 2016 by Good2Go Publishing
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Acknowledgements
With immense gratitude first to my Heavenly Father for being the blessing that He is in my life. To the number one girl in my life, Mom (Ludie Rose), you will forever be my joy and happiness. I love you, woman! Pop’s you know I ain’t forget about you. I’m still trying to make you proud of me. I hope this is a start. Meka (Me-Me) Jones, my baby big sister. You know you’ll forever be my boo. Larry and Kim, what it do, y’all! To my heart, even though I was a butt when we was together, Suzy, I love you girl! I swear the next time I’ma do things right. And last but most definitely not least to the whole Bryant family. I love y’all. Y’all who I didn’t mention … keep waiting on it. Smile!
Hold up! I can’t forget who made this whole thing possible. My new team Good2go Publishing and everyone who had a hand putting this book together. Ray, thanks man. I’m gone for real this time y’all.
Peace!
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Prologue
Staring out of the Burger King window, looking just past the parking lot, Alinna listened into the conversation between her girls. She looked at her Gucci watch for the sixth time in the past thirty minutes growing increasingly agitated while waiting on Big Worm’s greasy fat ass. “Fuck this,” Alinna said as she stood up out of her seat. Talking to her girls who were also at the table, she said, “We’re out of here. Let’s go.” Heading for the side door, Alinna pushed the glass door open forcefully with Vanessa, Amber, and Harmony following closely behind.
In the parking lot heading towards her Lexus L.S 350c, Amber called out to her. Alinna looked back to her girls only to see Amber peering toward the entrance of the parking lot. “This fat motherfucker wanna finally show up?” Alinna said to herself. Staring at the Ford Expedition that was pulling inside the parking lot, she instantly recognized it as Big Worm’s truck.
“So what we doing?” Vanessa asked her girl, carefully studying Alinna’s face. She didn’t bother to answer the question and started toward the Expedition. Big Worm’s fat ass poured out of the truck. With some distance between them, she asked, “Who’s all those other niggas Big Worm brought? I thought it was supposed to be just him?”
As they neared the Expedition, Vanessa said, “Just keep your eyes open,” confirming that Harmony’s suspicions were warranted. Cutting her eyes to Amber, Vanessa looked at the light-skinned girl who Alinna had brought to the team, realizing that the younger girl was focused on was happening.
“What’s up se…” Big Worm started.
“What the fuck took you so long, you fat motherfucker?” Alinna asked, cutting off Big Worm. Big Worm’s face went from a smile to having a unit on it. She continued, “And who the fuck are these clowns you brought with you?”
“Yo Worm, who does this bitch think she’s talking…”
“What the fuck you said, nigga?” Vanessa spoke up, reaching for her waist as she stared at the man.
“Whoa, everybody just relax,” Big Worm said, holding up both hands. “Let’s just handle business.”
“Where the fuck is my money?” Alinna asked, staring hard at Big Worm.
“Baby girl listen, I wanna holla at you ...”
Cutting him off, she said, “Motherfucker, if you stand there and say I’ve been waiting at this damn place for longer than I needed to before you to tell me some bullshit about not having my money, I promise you it’s going to get real ugly for your greasy ass.” She refused to hear any of his excuses.
The tone of her voice acted as a signal, as Big Worm looked around his eyes caught all three of Alinna’s crazy ass girls pulling their burners. His eyes moved to Vanessa who was moving in, shifting a Desert Eagle to her right hand. “Alinna, come on shorty. This is me here,” Big Worm pleaded. “I got your money, relax.”
“Just show me my money, soft ass nigga,” Alinna replied. Her eyes were locked on Big Worm staring hard into his eyes.
