-=Sinners & Saints=-
-= I =-
March
31st, 2009
5:47 p.m.
Los Angeles, California
Giovanni' Penthouse
Well here it goes again, every time I try to clean the slate and start fresh I get dragged back down in to the life of the unlawful. It is as if I am a magnet for corrupt. I mean I have seen my business crumble through cooking the books, I have seen my gold digging take most of my money. I have seen the inner workings of the mafia last year. Now I am some fucking drug runner for a drug cartel cause I can't seem to get enough of the drug lord's daughter's piece of ass. I seems like I am destined to live among the corrupt and egomaniacs. I guess that is why I feel some comfortable in Superiority Complex. Also I guess that is why I didn't seem to protest much when I was forced to buy into Natasha's family business. Yet I am still not thrilled with my decision. I know one thing I don't want to go back to jail. Then again I guess that is what most ex-convicts swear. Yet they still wind up back in jail. It is how their mind is wired and I am starting to think that is the way my mind is wired too....
-= Bipolar Tendencies =-
After the eventful last Tuesday, I knew I need some time to relax back in my penthouse. So I figured shooting pool with Tyrone Nix would be a nice way to relax. After all Tyrone had always been the kind of friend that you could chill and relax with. I guess it was his laid back personality that allowed the atmosphere to be so relax. Whatever it was, I was glad that I didn't have to deal with the drama today. I didn't have to worry about my new position with the Albanian drug cartel. I think I had enough of my share of it last week. Anyway Tyrone racked the balls on the pool table as I took my cue stick and broke to start the game.
Tyrone Nix: So man how have things been goin'?
Giovanni Aries: Alright I guess it could be better.
Tyrone tried to start shooting the breeze with me. I wanted to tell him the shit I was involved with just last week. Yet I didn't want to get him mixed up with my shit. I mean the guy finally had a decent chance of actually seeing playing time in the NFL. He didn't need to get mixed up in the drug scene. He didn't need to be the next Michael Vick, Donté Stallworth, or Plaxico Burress.
Meanwhile Tyrone looked around the place a bit before looking at me while waiting for his turn at the table. I struck the cue ball as it connected with the three ball as it fell in to the side pocket. I stood up and moved around the table as Tyrone continued the small talk.
Tyrone Nix: Hey man where is your Vendetta title?
Giovanni Aries: I take it you missed Aftershock? I lost it when about half the fucking roster challenged me for the title.
Tyrone Nix: What happened to keeping that title for a long time? Dude you got to get that shit back.
Giovanni Aries: Whatever man, good riddance to that title.
After all the Vendetta Title seemed more like a hassle then anything. Though I wasn't really concerned with losing my title. Maybe I should have. Maybe that is the reason that it isn't still in my possession. It didn't matter cause my mind was seemingly concerned with a more pressing matter. I mean some fucking old ass cunt having my title was the last thing on my mind right now.
Anyway I then repositioned myself for a bank shot in the corner pocket as Tyrone leaned against the bar and continued to talk.
Tyrone Nix: So you still hooking up with that Natasha girl ?
Giovanni Aries: Yeah I'm still hooking up with Natasha Droslov. Actually she is helping with my appeal on the custody case for my daughter.
Tyrone Nix: Droslov !? As in Arhar Droslov?
Tyrone Nix's eyes darted up at me when he heard Natasha's last name. Apparently he had some dealings with her father, I take it. Though knowing Tyrone it doesn't surprise me as he was the one that introduced me to sweet Mary Jane and her friend ecstasy.
Though reminiscing caused my to finally missed a shot causing Tyrone to smile as he took over while I answer his question.
Giovanni Aries: Yeah Natasha is his daughter.
Tyrone just cracked a smile and looked up at me.
Tyrone Nix: Man you know how to pick them don't you?
Giovanni Aries: Heh, yeah I guess so.
Tyrone Nix: I mean Natasha, Tara, Ashley, and let's not forget Sasha.
I interrupted Tyrone.
Giovanni Aries: Hey now Sasha was a pity fuck.
Tyrone Nix: For four months? The girl was certified crazy. I mean hell that crazy bitch had a fucking shrine of you in her closet.
Giovanni Aries: Who doesn't?
Tyrone Nix: Sane bitches.
Giovanni Aries: Crazy or not the bitch could fucking ride a dick.
I cracked a sly smirk as Tyrone just shook his head.
Tyrone Nix: I guess ,but still man I telling you that bitch was straight up certified crazy. Then again maybe you like the crazy ones. I'm always scared I will wake up looking at her standing over me with a knife. I guess whatever makes your boat float.
Though Tyrone did have a point as it seemed that every women started seeing had always either been crazy or brought out the worst in me. I mean with Ashley, I went to prison for money laundering, with Tara my last girlfriend I was addicted to pain killers and in with the Russian mafia, now I am with Natasha as I am now a drug runner for the Albania drug cartel.
My thoughts were broken when Tyrone sank the seven ball in the corner pocket as he continued.
Tyrone Nix: So you met Arhar?
I nodded my head in agreement as shock came over his face as he stood up from the pool table. Apparently Tyrone knew how fucking serious Arhar was.
Tyrone Nix: And you lived to tell about? I mean after all you are fucking his daughter. I just don't know if that would put you in good graces with him.
Giovanni Aries: I guess he doesn't have much of a problem with it. I mean I am now kind of working for him now.
Tyrone stopped from making his shot as he looked up at me. I could tell he was taken back at the admission that I work for the Albanian drug cartel. I mean I was the same person that was paranoid to hold the pot while we were driving back in high school. Now I am working for a drug cartel.
Tyrone Nix: How can you kind of work for a drug cartel?
Giovanni Aries: Okay I am working for them.
Tyrone Nix: Why?
Giovanni Aries: Two guns pointed at you makes that decision pretty damn easy.
Tyrone Nix: Why would he force you to work for him?
Giovanni Aries: I guess as an insurance policy that I wouldn't rat on the operation. I guess he figures if they go down, then I go down with them.
Tyrone Nix: Okay....so what exactly are you going to end up having to do for them?
Giovanni Aries: I guess be a drug runner for them by throwing and attending high profile parties.
Tyrone Nix: Well Gio I wouldn't fuck Natasha over by cheating on her with best friend. I mean Ashley only took your money.....fucking with Natasha could take your life.
Giovanni Aries: I know. Trust me I know.
I knew that fucking Natasha over would probably be my worst decision. Then again I had a history of cheating. I guess I always had a problem with monogamy. Just then my blackberry began to ring as it was Natasha. I answered it while Tyrone finished up beating me in pool. What could I say the guy was unbelievable at pool.
Giovanni Aries: Hello.
Natasha Droslov: Hey Gio, you busy?
I looked at Tyrone who racking up the balls for the next game.
Giovanni Aries: Not really, just shooting pool with Tyrone.
Tyrone heard this and began to put up his cue stick. I guess he knew that I was going to do whatever Natasha wanted to do. I had to make her happy or hell I might wake up dead.
Natasha Droslov: So you can help me out then right?
Giovanni Aries: Sure I guess.
Natasha Droslov: Good meet me at the corner of 3rd and Kings.
Tyrone Nix took this as his cue to leave. He walked to the door to let himself out as he probably knew that I would be leaving soon. I guess he understood my situation.
Giovanni Aries: Alright I will be there in a few.
With that we both hung up the phone. I grabbed my coat and headed out the door to do Natasha's bidding for her. I wasn't sure exactly what I was going there to do. Hell I really didn't understand anything about her family business. All I knew what that I was part of it....like it or not.
March
26th, 2009
6:17 p.m.
Los Angeles, California
Corner of 3rd and Kings
I pulled up in my black BMW M6 and got out as I looked around the neighborhood. It wasn't exactly the upper scale area of Los Angeles. Actually it was more the slums of Los Angeles. The area was ran down and reeked of body odor. I didn't know why Natasha wanted me to meet her here ,but I got out as I saw Natasha getting out of the Rolls Royce. She greeted me with a hug as I smelled her sweet perfume that helped block the smell of this area.
Giovanni Aries: So why are we here?
I followed her down the sidewalk toward a group of women that appeared to be nothing more than some hookers.
Natasha Droslov: We got to get collect some money for the family business.
Okay? I didn't really follow till we stopped in front of the hookers who all looked to strung out. Hell I was surprised not to find Lucia King among them. I mean they looked like the type of women Shane Clemmens could only go for. After all look at what he is fucking now for crying out loud.
Natasha Droslov: Where is our fucking money?
Natasha demanded toward the hookers as they started pulling out money from their purses and handed it to her. I could tell by their eyes they were actually scared of Natasha. Anyway they handed her the money and in return she would hand me the money. Though there was one blonde women that looked maybe no older than eighteen who didn't have any money to give her.
Natasha Droslov: Where is your fucking money bitch?
Natasha grabbed the hooker by the neck as I was starting to see the darker side of Natasha. This was side that I had never seen before and it was making her more appealing to me. I don't know if it was demeanor or the fact it was woman on woman domination. Whatever it was I was really liking it.
The Broke Young Hooker: I-I-I- don't have any.
Natasha then backhanded the hooker with so much force that it would make the ShamWow guy jealous. The pimp slap sent the skank to the ground. Natasha then bent down and got in the face of the hooker.
Natasha Droslov: You think we are giving you the crack cocaine for free? Do I fucking look like Goodwill to you?
The hooker shook her head no as I saw fright in the young hooker's eyes.
Natasha Droslov: Bitch you better have twice the money tomorrow or you not what happens to useless whores.
Natasha made a gun gesture to the side of the hookers head before she palmed the whores face into the ground. Natasha then stood up and turned back to me.
Natasha Droslov: Let's go.
I just stood there dumbfounded for a moment. I mean did I just witness Natasha pimp slap a ho? I mean this was surreal. It was like Natasha had two different personalities for both sides of her life. It was almost like she was bipolar at her convenience. She walked the fine line of good and evil. Yet I found myself more attracted to the dark side of Natasha. Anyway I shook off the shock answered her.
Giovanni Aries: Uh okay, what just happened?
I asked as we turn and walked away with the other whores helping the one Natasha just pimp slapped back up. I look at Natasha and back at the whores.
Natasha Droslov: Oh that? You see sometimes we have woman that want the cocaine, but don't have the means to pay for it. So we figure why not make money off of them.
Giovanni Aries: I get it now. So you keep these whore strung out so they keep selling their bodies for cocaine ,but you give them some cheap shit. One question why did you need me? It looked like you handle it pretty damn well to me.
Natasha Droslov: Sometimes these low scale pimps try to takes our property. I need some back up just in case some dumb fucking two bit pimp tried to take our prostitutes.
Giovanni Aries: So I was here just in case.
So in other words I was just an insurance policy, just like I was at the pay per view for Nicholas Jaxx and Lucas Knight in the F1X Primetime Title. We continued to our cars as the other hookers were helping the young hooker back to her feet. Natasha looked at me as brushed the hair away from her eyes as she glanced back at the hookers then toward me.
Natasha Droslov: Now I hope the way I acted with them, makes you think different of me.
Giovanni Aries: It does....
I gave a sly smile as I could tell Natasha seemed to get an little anxious toward my answer.
Giovanni Aries: But it is a good thing. I mean at least I know you can handle yourself. Plus that little pimp in you is fucking hot.
Natasha's anxiousness dissipated as she looked at me with a devilish smile
Natasha Droslov: Maybe this pimp needs to get a hold of Mr. Aries.
Giovanni Aries: Nah, I think I should be the pimp, and you should be my little dirty whore.
I smirked at her as she nodded back toward me. I wasn't in to being dominated in the bedroom. I liked being in control and I liked my women submissive. Anyway we reached our cars as Natasha got closer to my ear so I could feel her breath.
Natasha Droslov: I know you could break me in to being a good little whore.
She looked in my eyes as she bit her lower lip before getting in to the Rolls Royce. I stood there as I reached for my keys to my BMW M6.
Natasha Droslov: Hey why don't you ride with me to get something to eat.
I looked around the slums and then I looked at my 2009 BMW M6.
Giovanni Aries: Maybe I will follow you there. I don't want to leave my car out in this shit hole. No telling what would be left of it when we got back.
Natasha Droslov: Alright...
With that said I shut the door to her car for her before I walked over to mine. While walking back I couldn't shake off what I had just witness. I mean who knew Natasha had such a dark side. Then again being the daughter of a drug lord I guess it comes with territory. I guess you could say it was in her genes. Yet after seeing her dark side I was more turned on by her and I don't me just sexually. That evil side just struck a cord with me. Anyway I followed her as I knew that after dinner and a fuck, I had to get ready for my match at Aftershock. I knew I had to......
