Page 40 of The Don's Virgin Obsession
I picked up my phone, about to text Laila, but stopped.
For a second, Vaughn crossed my mind.
The way he moved.
The way he watched me.
I shook it off and set my phone back down.
I wasn’t about to overthink anything that didn’t need to be thought about.
I grabbed the champagne and headed toward the back, already moving on to the next thing I had to do.
V Saint
“Everything around me was solid… I just needed my head to match it.”
Ipulled up on CK early morning at our warehouse for business. He was already inside, handling something when I walked in, phone to his ear, pacing like he had been there for a minute. He looked up, finished what he was saying, and then came over.
“What’s good, bro,” he said, dapping me up.
“What we got going on?” I replied as he handed me the clipboard.
He started running it down while I moved through the floor, looking over everything without making it obvious I was checking it. Materials stacked like they were supposed to be, orders already separated, nothing out of place. That’s how I liked it.
“Two developers coming through, one contractor, and a bulk order somebody trying to lock in,” CK said, walking with me.
“Approve it,” I told him, not slowing down.
“I already did. That ain’t the one I was talking about,” he said.
I stopped and looked at him. “What else?”
“Randy Jewel is trying to buy in.”
I stared at him for a second, then looked away.
“Fuck no.”
CK exhaled low, already knowing how this was about to go. “That’s a big order, bro.”
“I heard you the first time.”
“He’s paying good money.”
I turned back to him. “Ion do business with my competition or whites… now which one is Randy again?”
CK let out a short laugh, shaking his head. “You funny. He Black, and he ain’t your competition, he just move different.”
“Exactly,” I said. “He move different. Not like us.”
“He still got money.”
“And I still said no.”
CK stepped a little closer, lowering his voice. “That’s not a small no. Niggas watch what you do with deals like this. You turn that down; it can look a way. It can cause problems.”
I looked at him, calm, not raising my voice. “Let it.”
