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A Gangster's Girl is the story of Ceazia, a very attractive, very good girl who has just left the saftey of her parents' home and entered ino the world of bad boys and fast money. Ceazia thinks the world belongs to her when she meets Vegas, one of the Tidewater, Virginia area's most notorious drug dealers. Even though a relationship with Vegas goes against everything her parents taught her, she still can't resist his bad boy persona. He's fine, sexy, and ready to give her anything her heart desires—just what the ...
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A Gangster's Girl is the story of Ceazia, a very attractive, very good girl who has just left the saftey of her parents' home and entered ino the world of bad boys and fast money. Ceazia thinks the world belongs to her when she meets Vegas, one of the Tidewater, Virginia area's most notorious drug dealers. Even though a relationship with Vegas goes against everything her parents taught her, she still can't resist his bad boy persona. He's fine, sexy, and ready to give her anything her heart desires—just what the doctor ordered for a broke, wannabe diva. This might just end up being the biggest mistake of her life.
It was my first day on the job, and I was nervous as shit. Although I wasn't sure if I would actually have the guts to go through with the date, I'd prepared very carefully for this day. I chose to wear my hair long and straight in order to accent the deep neckline of my black Versace dress. The dress was cute yet classy, and my matching black sandals would add just the touch needed to emphasize my long, sexy legs. Of course, you know I had to splash on just enough Hypnotic Poison, my signature fragrance, to tickle the nose of those who passed by. I wasn't quite sure if I would have to drive, but in the case that I would, I got my car detailed and pulled out my wide selection of CDs instead of the typical reggae selection that usually blasts from the Alpine system. I was planning to make an impression-a big impression.
As I entered the lobby, I straightened my dress and adjusted my cleavage. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves as I pressed the number eight on the elevator panel. I can't do this. I just can't, I thought as I contemplated turning around and returning home. There was no other option; either go on the date or be evicted. The more that realization set in, the more I hated my dad for cutting me off.
I stepped off the elevator and walked into the very busy law office of Shaw, Glenn and Goldstein with my head high and breasts out. These were the best defense attorneys in town. They were notorious for defending all the big-time drug dealers.
"Hello, my name is Ceazia Devereaux. I have a two o'clock appointment with Mr. Glenn," I said with a smile as I approached the receptionist's desk.
She advised me it would be a few moments, so I took a seat and glanced through the latest issue of Vogue. After about five minutes, a nice looking young man came in and sat next to me.
"How ya doin'? I'm Vegas," he said, extending his hand and speaking in an arrogant yet sexy tone.
He was cute but just a little too confident, so I responded by saying, "Is that Vegas as in Las Vegas or Garcia Vegas?"
"What you know 'bout Garcia Vegas?" he asked while laughing.
"More than you, I'm sure," I replied.
"Is that so?"
Somehow, one word led to another, and we found ourselves still conversing five minutes later when he was called into his lawyer's office. I watched as he walked away, sporting his Coogi jogging set and fresh, wheat-colored Tims. His hair was cut close and had enough waves to make you seasick. He must have felt my eyes upon him, because right before entering the office he turned around.
"Yo, shortie, that phone on the table is for you. We're going out this evening. I'll hit cha later with the details." He winked, then hit me with the most mesmerizing smile. Before I could come to my senses and give him one of my sarcastic responses that I'm known for, the door was closing behind him.
Who in the hell does this nigga think he is? First of all, my name is not shortie and second, he doesn't tell me we're going out, he asks me! And how is he just gonna assign a phone to me? He don't know me like that.
"Ms. Devereaux. Excuse me, Ms. Devereaux!" the receptionist yelled in an annoyed tone. I was so taken by Vegas that I didn't even hear her calling my name.
"Yes," I responded back, just as annoyed.
"Mr. Glenn will see you now."
I rose from where I had been sitting and advanced toward Mr. Glenn's office, but not before picking up my link to that fine but cocky ass specimen who had sparked my curiosity.
As I placed the phone inside my purse and walked toward his office, my stomach bubbled with fear. I entered the room and stood motionless, watching as he talked on his cell phone. The man before me was quite attractive in his navy Armani suit. He seemed to be in his mid-thirties. His skin was pale, hair was dark, and his eyes were green. He quickly wrapped up his phone call and gestured for me to have a seat. He suggested we stay in his office instead of going out for lunch. I have to admit I was a little disappointed, especially since I hadn't had anything to eat all day.
Just then, I noticed him closing the blinds, and I became even more nervous.
"Would you like a rum and Coke?" he asked. I let out a thankful sigh. I could definitely use a drink.
"Yes, please," I answered, nodding in the affirmative.
After two drinks and thirty minutes of idle chitchat, he was ready to get down to business. To be honest with you, so was I. His request was that I role-play as the wife of one of his clients. He wanted me to pretend we were discussing my husband's case and that he was threatening to quit in the middle of trial because he hadn't been paid. In what would be a desperate plea for him to stay on the case and clear my husband's name, I was to knock everything off his desk, climb on top, and start to masturbate, seducing him to the point that he would do what I wanted him to do.
After he finished explaining his fantasy, I stared at him with an incredulous look. I can't do this, I thought. This is not me. I don't care how much I need the money. I just can't do this.
As you may have already realized, I'm an escort, or at least I'm attempting to be an escort. This was my first assignment, and well, to be honest, I thought it would be easier.
Mr. Glenn must have noticed the hesitation on my face. He attempted to ease my fears by bringing up the subject of money.
"Look, why don't I pay you first? How does a thousand dollars sound?"
"A thousand dollars?" I replied. The agency said I'd only get two hundred fifty and that I was going to have to split that with them. Needless to say, one thousand dollars in cash was a great motivator. With that incentive, I knocked all the shit off his desk and slowly climbed on top of it, spreading my legs and lifting my dress. I moved my hand slowly down my stomach and toward my panties. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, moving my fingers in tune with the slow rotation of my pelvis. The whole time, thoughts of that sexy ass Vegas helped to get me in the mood. All I could picture were his waves and his pretty smile. As I moved my hand across my vagina, I imagined him caressing my body and kissing me softly. After a while, it was as if Mr. Glenn wasn't even there. I moaned as my hand became moist with my juices. I continued to envision Vegas slowly kissing my thighs as I ran my fingers across the ocean of waves he had for hair. I could feel his moist tongue enter my poonani and him sucking my clit until I moaned with pleasure as a signal of satisfaction.
Just then, something jarred me from my private interlude with Vegas and back into reality. It was the sound of Mr. Glenn moaning along with me. My eyes opened wide with surprise. I have to admit I was shocked beyond belief at the sight of him tugging and pulling on his little ass penis until his load shot out and dripped on my stomach, signaling the end of our date. I left in a hurry, feeling disgusted.
Once home, I adjusted the shower setting to steaming hot and then proceeded to scrub my body profusely, as if I could wash all the defilement I felt down the drain. When I finished, I lay in my bed and cried myself to sleep. I'd never felt so dirty in my entire life. The shower may have cleansed my body, but it sure as hell hadn't cleansed my soul.
I was dreaming. Dreaming about that fine ass Vegas I'd met earlier in the day. He was wining and dining me, taking away all the pain from the gruesome encounter with the lawyer.
Unfortunately, just when my dream was getting good, I was awakened by the shrill sound of my phone. I picked up, but only a dial tone greeted me. Then I heard it again, only the phone couldn't be ringing, because I was already holding it up to my ear. Now I was baffled.
What in the hell is going on? Am I still dreaming? I scratched my head, and then I realized what it was. It was the cell phone Vegas had given me at the lawyer's office. I scrambled over to my pocketbook and desperately emptied out my purse until I was holding the ringing phone.
"Hello, hello!" Damn! No answer.
However, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Although Vegas was cute and I desperately wanted to see him again, I didn't wanna seem pressed. And after looking at the mess on my bed, I realized that I had been a little too anxious to answer his call. Now, that would have been a big mistake because he would have heard the desperation in my voice. He'd call back, of that I was sure. Guys never gave up on me that easily. Besides, this would just go to show him that I wasn't sitting around anticipating his call. Self-confident guys like him liked the thrill of a little chase and challenge.
Since I was awake, I decided to call my girl Meikell and tell her about my first day at the service. I didn't really wanna relive what happened, but she was probably gonna call me soon anyway.
"Hello," Meikell's tired voice said.
"What's up, Mickie?"
"Nothin'. Just chillin'. How'd everything go?" Meikell asked eagerly.
"Horrible, but lucrative." I told her every detail of my encounter, from the thousand-dollar decision I had to make to the degrading joint masturbation experience with the attorney. Just the thought of his sperm flying in the air made my stomach turn.
Of course, Meikell, who I sometimes thought was crazy, responded by saying, "Damn girl, so now you officially a high-class ho."
"Was that supposed to make me feel better?" I said flatly, disappointed in the reality of the situation. Just as I began to express to her how I was really feeling, Vegas' cell phone rang again. This time I was determined to answer, so I ended my conversation with Meikell without as much as a goodbye. I'd just have to explain to Meikell later.
"Hellllooo," I sang into the phone.
"Yo, C!" yelled a masculine voice.
This time I was on point with the sarcasm and responded with, "This is Ceazia. There's no C here. Who is this anyway?"
"Come on, now. You know who this is. That's why you sounding all sexy and shit, ma."
I don't know what it was about this nigga, but just the sound of his voice made me quiver. Give me a thug over a square any day.
"Look, I'm at the barbershop right now, but I'll be done 'bout seven o'clock. Why don't you pick me up at Granby and 27th around then?"
"You're joking, right?" I said.
"What, you ain't got no car?"
"I was just about to ask you the same damn thing," I retorted.
"This ain't about what I got. This is about if you gonna pick me up or not. So, what up, ma? You gonna pick me up or what?"
"Okay," I said without resistance, and he hung up.
I thought to myself, Okay? Okay? You couldn't have thought of a better response than okay? You could have at least played a little hard to get. Any other nigga would have been shot down at the snap of a finger But this wasn't just any ol' nigga. He was so damn thugged out it was turning me on!
Sticking to my belief that first impressions make lasting impressions, I walked to my closet and pulled out the best. This time, I chose the newest Iceberg Snoopy print pants that were tight to perfection, and a matching fitted T-shirt. Like always, I wore matching boots with a Coach belt and bag. It was a little breezy, so I grabbed a jean jacket to complete the ensemble. As I walked to the garage, I patted myself on the back for having gotten the car detailed earlier.
It was about quarter after seven when I arrived at Granby and 27th, located in one of the roughest neighborhoods of Norfolk. I parked directly in front of the barbershop, which was one of the six storefront shops of the mini shopping complex. Like every shopping center in the hood, it consisted of a comer store, Chinese restaurant, barbershop, pager store, nail shop, and beauty supply store. Of course, fifty percent of the shops were owned by Asians.
There was much activity going on in the small shopping strip. Cars were playing loud music, an audience circled guys who were battling above the beats, and some guys just looked like they were up to no good, pacing and looking nervously back and forth. I noticed an obviously young girl who looked terrible for her age, asking a number of people for a dollar. After about five minutes of begging, I saw her approach one of the nervous guys, make an exchange, and scurry off like a little mouse. Call me naive, but it took a moment before it finally registered in my mind. The nervous men were drug dealers and the young girl was a fiend.
Oh my goodness, I just witnessed a drug deal!
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and I almost jumped out of my seat. My hand went straight to my chest, as if to keep my heart from leaping out. When I nervously turned toward the knocking, I was relieved to see Vegas staring at me.
"What's up? You gonna open the door or what?"
"Oh my God, you scared me."
I unlocked the car and Vegas jumped in. Once inside, he directed me to an old house a couple of blocks away. The house was huge and looked as though it had at least five bedrooms. A long driveway led to a gated backyard. Parked in the driveway was a black Honda Accord with dark tinted windows and an older model Maxima. I was silently praying that the Honda was his. He quickly ran inside and emerged with a Nieman Marcus bag.
"You's 'bout a size six, right?"
"Yeah," I responded.
"And a European shirt 42?"
"Uh-huh," I said as he tossed the bag on my lap nonchalantly.
"Well, this is for you."
I opened it, peeking inside, and then smiled a smile so broad that it showed all thirty-two of my pearly whites. It was my favorite-Versace! He was definitely on the right track now. I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks, you didn't have to do this."
"You right. I don't gotta do shit. I just wanted to." He smiled. "You hungry?"
"Yeah, I could eat something."
"Then why are we still sitting here? Drive." With a huge smile, he reached down and reclined his seat.
Dinner was great. We ate at a nice little low-key seafood restaurant down by the oceanfront; it was a perfect choice since I love seafood. We ate a candlelit dinner on the deck while admiring the stars and listening to the waves and the seagulls. It was so romantic, something I was not very accustomed to.
After eating, he suggested we take a stroll along the beach, talk a little, and get to know each other better. It seems like he only got to know me, because I did most of the talking. I was surprised that he was truly interested in things that were important to me, like my goals, school and work.
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Posted December 9, 2007
I love this book it is one of my favorites. Once I started reading it I couldn't stop. I recommend this book to everyone especially to the females. I am 16 years old and out of every book I've ever read this once is the best. I've read this book twice thats how interesting it is, so if you haven't read it yet. I'll advise you to. Trust me once you start you won't stop.
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Posted December 27, 2012
This was the first book I read!! I was on 14 at the time I'm now 20 and consider reading this for a third to. This is by far the best book I've read. Great job Chunichi!!!
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Posted June 4, 2011
Here's a book I like to keep on stand by to pull out when I don't have any thing else to read.Ok! I'm exaggerating a bit,but I like the book and it's a great read.Here is why you should go,and read Chunichi book."A Gangster's girl deals with a lady by the name of Ceazia who grew up with the finer things in her life.She's smart,intellgent,and she use her body to get what she wants.Well this diva comes across a man by the name of Vegas who's younger than her,but can give her anything she wants.The thing is he one of the top drug dealers in town at first it was a problem until he start lavishing her with expensive gifts.Ceazia is falling hard for Vegas,and would do just about anything for him.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 14, 2009
This is the type of book that makes you want to just take a day off of work and read! This book was so good that I just couldn't put it down. There was never a boring moment.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
I really did think that I was the only one in my whole entire group of friends that read this book in particular, but then I asked on of my main girls and she said that she loved this book. I never wanted to put this book down.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
This was one of the best books i have ever read . all the drama and scheming. the male characters just seemed too sexy no doubt. the girls were shisty but thats what made it an even better readWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 11, 2008
I started reading the book slow and after while i couldnt put it down at work home i was loving it cant wait to read the next book keep up the good workWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 2, 2007
this book was GREAT!!!!!! it was very exciting .i like how it kept getting more interesting.but i though vegas was really a gentalman till he started messin around and ceasia was a real strong girl to go thruogh so muchWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 26, 2007
Posted December 5, 2007
a woman is willing to look for there man through thick and thin and man will tell you i love you to the end but once things starts to go aye wall u start to wonder are u alone.
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Posted July 7, 2007
wen i say dis is da greatest book i ever read i meen it i just finished it about 30 min ago i still in great shock about how the story ended man to all dose young black males and females the luv to read i suggest you go pick up dis book cuz it poppin.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 20, 2007
I say I love this book because it really touched me.. I really thought about this book when I closed..I really didn't care about what the cover looked like or anything because I really pay attention to the brand and I love reading URBAN BOOKS.. so when I finished reading the book I almost cried it's that touching and I couldn't do nothing but sit in silence and think about this book because it was that real.. like I was standing before the characters in this book watching the every move that they made...like I was apart of the story.. it was that real.. I highly recommend this book.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 25, 2007
This book was amazing. I fell in love with this book. It was very intense and I couldn't put this book down. At the end of it I just had to sit there and reminisce about it. I highly recommend this book. I recommended it to all my friends and they loved it too. If you enjoy reading urban books then you will enjoy this book =]Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 8, 2007
I thought that the book was amazing, it caught my attention throughout the whole thing. Next thing you know I was half way through the whole book. I got the book kind of late, was lended to me by a friend. But it definitly got me inttrested to get the other books now out of curiosity. All I can Say is Well done. The author definitly got me interested. I love those kind of books where there's always drama or somehthing going on in it. And i thought each page was jaw dropping. Great book.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 5, 2007
This was the first book i read by Chunichiwhen i read this book i talked about to all my homegurls and convince them to read it also i was so overwhelmed with the ending i had to had to read part 2&3 and i cant wait for 'THE RETURN OF THE GANGSTER GIRL'. Her writting style makes me envision the characters and i just fell in love with them but the one who i am really eager to read about the fictional 'TRAE' DAMN I LOVE HIM AND I CANT WAIT TO READ IT!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 26, 2007
Posted March 28, 2007
A Gangster's Girl was one of the best stories written, it told about the trials of love and how dangerous love can be. It showed lust, love, and betrayal. Chunichi is one of the best authors out there, keep doing your thing.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.