The streets were crowded with hookers, drug dealers, and pimps. Jermaine slouched a
little more and pulled up the collar of his faded leather jacket.
"Hey, honey," purred a beautiful sixteen-ish black haired girl with shiny green eyes,
pushing her well-developed body against his. "Only $100."
Roughly, Jermaine shoved the hooker off. "Leave me alone, Jade. I've told you before, I'm
not the slightest bit interested in your…Assets."
Jade Black pouted her black-violet glossed lips at him. "Really, Jerry," she said in a sullen
little girl voice. "I know you really like me-your brother told me. You don't have to play your
hard-to-get games with me.
Scowling, Jermaine let his thoughts drift to his older brother, Darien, who was always telling
Jade that his younger brother was secretly in love with her, just to cause trouble.
Perfect Darien, with his long time blonde girlfriend Serena. His lips twisted in an ugly
grimace. What kind of a name was Serena, anyway? Perfect for the over-perky naïve little
girl with her weird hairstyle and Miss Sunshine voice. Perfect for the innocent little princess,
whose irritatingly saccharine laugh reminded Jermaine of an ultra-bright rainbow spreading
over a cloudless blue sky the color of her childlike eyes. Just generally perfect for Serena.
He'd tried coming on to her once, just to see if she'd take him up on his offer of nocturnal
activities. Of course, she'd looked at him with her wide; uncomprehending eyes before
dawning, horrified realization filled them. She'd shouted desperately for Darien, her darling
boyfriend, her precious knight in shining armor. He'd been there within seconds and the
hysterical little baby had made Jermaine out to be a pedifiling rapist. Jermaine's broad
shoulders stiffened at the memory.
Jade draped herself over him like a cheap fur coat. "What's wrong, precious?" She asked,
blowing a puff of cigarette smoke in his face like he was supposed to be turned on by her
spearmint-tobacco breath.
Shrugging, Jermaine stopped resisting to the vixen voodoo Jade did so well.
"I was thinking of my brother's girlfriend, precious." He said mockingly as he slipped an arm
around her slender waist. Jade hated Miss Ray of Sunshine every bit as much as Jermaine
did, if not more. He watched her face as he lazily lit a smoke.
Her devil-hot face darkened and she gave him one of her minor glares. Chuckling, he tapped
his cigarette and let the ashes fall onto her button nose. Wrinkling it, she sneezed and slapped
the side of his head. Jermaine's face became hard and dangeous, and he grabbed her
wrist with a deadly force. Using his grip to force her closer, he pushed his face close to hers
and whispered harshly, "Do that again and I'll make you pay." Jade's emerald eyes widened,
but she was a tough girl and had been on the streets since age of twelve. That was one of
her faults--she wasn't afraid of him.
She shook off his grasp and neatly slapped his face. "Don't piss me off, Jerry." She
replied scathingly.
White hot anger stirred within him, but he forced it down and allowed the warm charm to
return to his face. Leaning down so she could hear him better, Jermaine reached around
and squeezed her ass before whispering in her ear, "I've had just about enough of Darien's
little princess. Whaddaya say we...Dispose of her?"
Jade was so used to being grabbed, she didn't even react to Jermaine's hand. Instead, she
slowly allowed one of her devil-may-care smiles to cross her face, "I say..." She lowered her
long, thick fringe of lashes over her eyes. "When do we start?"
little more and pulled up the collar of his faded leather jacket.
"Hey, honey," purred a beautiful sixteen-ish black haired girl with shiny green eyes,
pushing her well-developed body against his. "Only $100."
Roughly, Jermaine shoved the hooker off. "Leave me alone, Jade. I've told you before, I'm
not the slightest bit interested in your…Assets."
Jade Black pouted her black-violet glossed lips at him. "Really, Jerry," she said in a sullen
little girl voice. "I know you really like me-your brother told me. You don't have to play your
hard-to-get games with me.
Scowling, Jermaine let his thoughts drift to his older brother, Darien, who was always telling
Jade that his younger brother was secretly in love with her, just to cause trouble.
Perfect Darien, with his long time blonde girlfriend Serena. His lips twisted in an ugly
grimace. What kind of a name was Serena, anyway? Perfect for the over-perky naïve little
girl with her weird hairstyle and Miss Sunshine voice. Perfect for the innocent little princess,
whose irritatingly saccharine laugh reminded Jermaine of an ultra-bright rainbow spreading
over a cloudless blue sky the color of her childlike eyes. Just generally perfect for Serena.
He'd tried coming on to her once, just to see if she'd take him up on his offer of nocturnal
activities. Of course, she'd looked at him with her wide; uncomprehending eyes before
dawning, horrified realization filled them. She'd shouted desperately for Darien, her darling
boyfriend, her precious knight in shining armor. He'd been there within seconds and the
hysterical little baby had made Jermaine out to be a pedifiling rapist. Jermaine's broad
shoulders stiffened at the memory.
Jade draped herself over him like a cheap fur coat. "What's wrong, precious?" She asked,
blowing a puff of cigarette smoke in his face like he was supposed to be turned on by her
spearmint-tobacco breath.
Shrugging, Jermaine stopped resisting to the vixen voodoo Jade did so well.
"I was thinking of my brother's girlfriend, precious." He said mockingly as he slipped an arm
around her slender waist. Jade hated Miss Ray of Sunshine every bit as much as Jermaine
did, if not more. He watched her face as he lazily lit a smoke.
Her devil-hot face darkened and she gave him one of her minor glares. Chuckling, he tapped
his cigarette and let the ashes fall onto her button nose. Wrinkling it, she sneezed and slapped
the side of his head. Jermaine's face became hard and dangeous, and he grabbed her
wrist with a deadly force. Using his grip to force her closer, he pushed his face close to hers
and whispered harshly, "Do that again and I'll make you pay." Jade's emerald eyes widened,
but she was a tough girl and had been on the streets since age of twelve. That was one of
her faults--she wasn't afraid of him.
She shook off his grasp and neatly slapped his face. "Don't piss me off, Jerry." She
replied scathingly.
White hot anger stirred within him, but he forced it down and allowed the warm charm to
return to his face. Leaning down so she could hear him better, Jermaine reached around
and squeezed her ass before whispering in her ear, "I've had just about enough of Darien's
little princess. Whaddaya say we...Dispose of her?"
Jade was so used to being grabbed, she didn't even react to Jermaine's hand. Instead, she
slowly allowed one of her devil-may-care smiles to cross her face, "I say..." She lowered her
long, thick fringe of lashes over her eyes. "When do we start?"