Todos los capítulos de BEAUTY & THE GANGSTER : Capítulo 201 - Capítulo 210

MIAShe is dressed in only a black shirt that looks familiar and her hair looks messy. My heart picked up at the possible reason. I shared a look with Coco as she placed the orange juice on the island. "The white girl and her kids. I wasn't expecting to see you here though," Brenda said, walking around the island and moving towards the fridge. I looked at Coco again as I put down the glass of juice Jay Jay was drinking from. Coco moved to the cooker as Brenda stared at the open fridge. I rested my eyes on the shirt she is wearing. Why does it look like the same one Big Kai wore from last night? She took out a bottle of water and closed the fridge. She grabbed a glass and moved to the island. She placed the glass down, opened the bottle, and filled up the glass. She picked up the glass and began drinking. I couldn't take my eyes off the shirt. Regardless of how it is messing with my head and heart. That is Big Kai's shirt. Why is she wearing it? She let out a fulfilling b

BIG KAIMINUTES EARLIER..... The familiar sound of my ringtone pierced slightly into my ears, making me open my eyes. The ceiling greeted my eyes as I felt the weight of my fever lessening but my taste buds were a bit sour. I felt a weight on my chest and belly, making me lower my gaze. A feminine hand on my body. I turned my head to the left and I saw dark hair. What the...Sharp dizziness struck me, making me close my eyes and rub my forehead. "Fuck." My phone rang again. I reached for it lazily on the nightstand and took the call without looking at the dialer. "Who the fuck is this?" I barely whispered. "OG," Reeko's familiar voice came through. "Reeko," I breathed, still feeling dizzy as I closed my eyes. "It's them Marcel boys." I opened my eyes. "What?" "They entered the hood a few minutes ago. Destroyed another mall and some properties in the hood as well." I gritted my teeth as I rose and put my legs down, earning a addition to my dizziness and a movement on th

MIA My heart raced faster as he stared at me with his dull eyes that were getting more bothersome. He hasn't recovered yet. It is written all over his face. Why is he doing this? I hope he picks the first option. His eyes lowered on my body momentarily and then back to my eyes. "Fine, the pajamas are trustworthy. At least you won't catch a fucking cold." He said, starting his car. I furrowed my brows. "Wha....are you seriously picking the second option?" "Do me a favor and put your seatbelt on," I scoffed. "Come on, Shawty," he said, placing his other hand on the head of my seat and driving towards the gate. I shook my head as I grabbed my seat belt and strapped it on. We drove out the gate and hit the road. I fiddled with my fingers as I stared at him. He has one hand on the wheel, the other still on the head of my seat, and his eyes are focused on the road. How could he be driving? He is sick. Where does he want to be so bad that he doesn't care about his health? Wh

MIA His scent filled my nostrils.He reached for the strand of my hair resting on my face. I took a step back as I brushed my hair behind my ear before he could get to it.I headed for the stairs. "Shawty," I ascended the stairs, ignoring him. "I ain't going in then." I stopped in my tracks and turned to him. He is leaning on the car, folding his hands. What the...."What is wrong with you?" "You." I scoffed, looking away. "Come here," he ordered. I folded my hands, still looking away. "I'mma go back to Bricktown then," he walked around the car. "Wha...wait, fine!" I blurted, stopping him in his tracks. I let out a frustrated sigh. What is with him? He turned to me. I stared at him. "What you still doing there, girl?" Seriously? I let out another sigh, looking away momentarily. I descended the stairs and walked towards him. He smirked as I stood in front of him. "Can we go in now?" He didn't respond but kept staring at me. "You need your medication and rest."

MIA"Hey," I said. He stared at me. I moved my eyes to the IV pole close to him. It is empty. I guess he is done with it. "I wasn't expecting you, girl." "I uh....I came to check up on you." He extended his hand to me. "Come here." My heart fluttered as my legs worked obediently. I placed my hand on his, he drew me closer gently and made me sit on his lap. Electrifying shivers filled my entire body as he moved his hand on my hip while his other hand held the small of my back. "Your smell is fucking intoxicating," he said, burying his face in my neck and sniffing me. Goosebumps attacked me as I closed my eyes and opened them. He smells nice too and God, I love the way he holds me. "I almost came to your room earlier," he said, looking up at me. My heart raced as I stared at him."But the fucking fever was a bitch." He said, smiling. I smiled as well. He looked in a direction. "I was going to bring that to you as well," he gestured. I looked in the direction. I saw a