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CHAPTER ONE Coco stared at the deserted untidy road from the rear side mirror as Vill roughly rode her and Brandy. Her cheeks were cold while she tried to gather her thoughts. She spoke rapidly, gesticulating wildly, making faces to emphasize a point. Christ! Vill hated himself and Chief Kaave even more, for having him drive the witch to the 2021 annual function of TRENDZ. But she was the most sensual woman he had ever laid eyes on..."Vill?" Coco questioned sharply. "Are you listening to me?" She felt a sharp sense of frustration. "Yes ma." He replied quickly, feeling embarrassed because she was only a slip of a girl, what was she now, twenty seven or eight? and yet she was so bright and knowing, perhaps bossy. She probably knew what he was thinking. Coco Kaave. Daughter of his boss, Chief Kaave. Bitch, spoiled, heartless, quick to temper, temptress. Vill knew her as all of those things."Vill, you just have to do this" She fumbled in an o
Dirty South The 31st Annual Function
CHAPTER TWO.Chief Kaave was tired, it had been a long flight, and the annual function was taking longer than usual. Not that it was even interesting, fun or meaningful. All he wanted now was to plant his feet firmly in his mansion. He had been away for barely a month, yet it felt like he had been away for too long. It was a good thing he came back sooner than expected, before his daughter completely ruined his Empire. Coco's personal assistant and secretary Jeremy, whisked past his seat, smiling brightly. "Everything okay Chief, do you perhaps need something?" He asked. Every ten minutes it had been the same thing: "Everything okay?" "Can I get you a drink, Chief?" "Chips?" "A coat, Chief?" The president couldn't have been treated with more consideration."I'm fine." Chief Kaave said to Jeremy. Neither a drink nor coat will change his mind. He concluded, Coco still needed a lot of training and orientation. She wasn't ready yet for his Empire. Leaving the country now w
Dirty South The big plan
CHAPTER THREE.Chief Onapuruagu Ihopunonu tossed about the bed restlessly, carefully planning his next move. He didn't know what was more important; luring Coco into his bed or getting rid of Chief Kaave, or expanding his brand. He needed to decide on which move to make first. If he succeeded in luring Coco into his bed, he'd get the remaining two. If he got rid of Chief Kaave, he'd still get the remaining two. If he expanded his brand, he'd also get the remaining two. All he needed was to make one right move. He reached for his cigarettes, and smoked four blunts. With music playing softly in the background, Chief Onapuruagu sipped his champagne. Pretending to enjoy himself. Chief Kaave's moment was over. It was about time the streets of Dirty South had a new king. Twenty nine years old Chief Onapuruagu Ihopunonu: fair, bonny, comely and easy on the eyes. People always wondered why such a young man acquired a chieftaincy. He was too young for the things he d
Dirty South A kiss with the devil
CHAPTER FOUR.Golden Girl's club was blazing. The costume party was scheduled to kick off mid night. Past ten pm, and everywhere was already filled. The strippers taking turns on the pole. Coco Kaave made grand entrance to the party, with a vibe. Tonight, she came prepared, to whore with whoever that'd make her coochie juicy. She came masked. Costumed as a casket, while Brandy, as the cinderella princess. Chief Onapuruagu couldn't help but notice the one wearing a casket. He fancied the darkness that surrounded her. It was either her, or, no one else, not even the beautiful Coco Kaave. He cursed under his breath and with one last look at her, he sped to her. He was wearing the joker costume. "Can I steal a moment?" Chief Onapuruagu asked. His mind refused to even entertain the thought of a world without her in it. "So you're a thief, huh?" Coco brushed against his chin and he could smell the fresh fragrance of her hair mixed with the coppery scent of blood. Evil.
Dirty South Unaware and not prepared
CHAPTER FIVE. Chief Kaave had it figured that money and power was all Coco and Vill were interested in. Neither were interested in keeping his legacy. He couldn't be more wrong.But how to begin? Forget about retirement, until he was certain Coco was ready for the empire. Chief Kaave scooped in a deep breath and took the most direct path to the future. He set up a meeting with Coco, Jeremy and Vill. ***Coco walked into her dad's study room, the first person she saw was Vill broadly smiling, sitted beside her dad. Jeremy was standing and trembling in front of both. Coco looked at her dad admist fear, Chief Kaave avoided eye contact. If he was going to make this decision, eye contact was not a good idea.Coco made a scoffing noise as she sat opposite Vill, eyeing him with icy disdain. The cold waves of bitterness coming from her sent a shiver down Vill's spine. "Hi dad." Coco said, looking at her dad. Keeping her voice quiet and hopefully sympathetic.
Dirty South Stolen Moments
CHAPTER SIX. Coco Kaave got off scot free."One of the advantages of having the right friends." Chief Onapuruagu explained. Today marked a week since the incidence that took place on the highway at the grass side of Dirty South. With the help of Chief Onapuruagu, they pinned Vill's murder on Chief Kaave. Coco made sure she kept him in prison, where he bacame king of the heap. Often, Coco thought of her dad and what might have been. Sometimes her thoughts would drift to late Vill. She had no remorse, she was happy. She had TRENDZ. She had the streets of Dirty South, and with that, she could own the world. ***"I'm sorry," said Delma firmly, "but she wouldn't come." "Wouldn't come?" echoed Chief Onapuruagu and his friend, Steven, in unison. "That's right. You got it in one." "You didn't tell her it was me!" exclaimed Chief Onapuruagu in disgust. "Of course I told her it was you. I said, Chief Onapuruagu Ihopunonu, the chief that ta
Dirty South Oppos Know The Address
CHAPTER SEVEN.Coco was headed to her office. Driving in her white SUV. She drove silently. Could there be anything she can do to make Chief Onapuruagu forget about her father's money? The only bait was, assassinating him. And she wasn't sure, she wanted that. Part of her wanted him, in her life, and for long. Last night convinced her he wasn't a terrible human afterall, like the streets painted. Coco checked her rear view and abruptly stopped driving when she sighted the POP Boyz driving towards her. She quickly made a U turn and took a short cut. The Pop Boyz chased after her, firing gun shots on her SUV. "She moves city to city in bullet proof." One of the Pop Boyz said to his squad.Coco Kaave parked at the high way and came down from her SUV. The Pop Boyz stopped driving and came down. All three pointing guns at Coco. "Wadup?" Coco asked. "We want back our train station." The Pop Boyz angrily fired."You'll regret choosing me as your enemy." Coco snapped. "Hand over the do
Dirty South REVENGE! Best served cold
CHAPTER EIGHT."How did you feel while we were in the boutique?" Chief Onapuruagu questioned Delma as she entered the car. "I'm sorry." Delma apologized, lowering her head. "It won't happen again sir.""Don't get comfortable. Stick to business. I do not prize nudity." Chief Onapuruagu glanced at his wrist watch, then drove. Chief Onapuruagu parked his Benz behind Coco's black Ferrari. "Delma? Wait for me inside the club." "Yes sir." Delma nodded and left for the club. Chief Onapuruagu hoped to see the casket girl, again, tonight. He was determined to unmask her this time around, if he ever found her. He stepped down from his Benz and looked around, before he entered the club.Coco watched as Chief Onapuruagu entered the club. She could regcognize Chief Onapuruagu through Delma. She sat in her Ferrari answering serious calls. Brandy was already in the club, having a swell time. Tonight, Coco didn't come in any costume. She didn't come to unwind. She came to track an enemy. Mr. B,
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