1993 / New York.
In the bustling city of new york that never sleeps, the pedestrians were going about their day to day lives with smiles on their faces at the beauty of the city, but also having sad looks on their faces at the horror of it whether it be financially, emotionally or physically, yet if you were to look closely, at a small mansion, Inside that small mansion you can see some rather disturbing things happening to a beautiful chocolate skinned woman within it.
(Sean's POV)
*CRASH*
"AHHHHHHH." Said kim screaming at the top her lungs with tears streaming down her face while trembling.
"YOU FUCKING DUMB BITCH WHY DID YOU LET HIM INTO MY HOUSE WHEN I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO LET ANYONE IN WITHOUT MY PERMISSION." Said sean screaming at the top of his lungs with immense anger being seen within his eyes, his right hand, fingernails agitatedly scratching at his palm.
"I'M…S…SORRY, H…HE WAS WOUNDED BADLY SO I DIDN't KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO." Said kim stutteringly loudly with tears streaming down her face.
Sean gritted his teeth in rage and said lowly while going up to her and yanking her head back by her hair "I'll deal with you in the minute and if you pull some dumb shit like this again, best believe I'll show you what hell looks like you stupid whore."
"B…but…s…" Said kim shatteringly, only to get cut off instantly.
*PAH*
*SPLAT*
*Boom*
"SILENCE YOU BITCH, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM, I AM SEAN JOHN COMBS YOU TOILET SLUT, I AM THE GREATEST, I WILL BE THE GREATEST." Said sean screaming at the top of his lungs with bloodshot eyes as kim struggled to get up from the floor with a bloody nose.
"HARGH…" Said a pained man's voice in the background.
Sean looked behind himself at the large queen sized bed and saw oliver samwell laying on it In bandages and sighed with his hand massaging his forehead and glanced at the rather strange dressed nurse looking over him and asked "Will he make it."
The nurse sighed and said with a man's deep voice "He will, but it will take some time for him to recover."
Sean nodded and looked the nurse up and down and licked his lips while saying with a smirk and his hand finding its way on her or rather his back "Meet me in my room tonight, I pay well and I'll even let you have your way with my toilet slut over there."
The nurse was silent for a moment, looking at the smirking sean and then at the pitiful kim who was still struggling to get up from the floor and adjusted his throat and said with a smile "Sorry mr combs, I'm already booked for tonight and I have medical school to attend to and after I graduate I'm not selling my body for money anymore, It won't do me any good in the long run, plus I haven't been feeling men recently and I plan to get married and settle d…"
"I don't give a shit, your my personal faggot. If you don't show up tonight to my bedroom I'm not paying for your classes anymore." Said sean Immediately with a dangerous look in his eyes that spoke louder than his words ever could.
The nurse's eyes widened in shock and said immediately with a frightened look being seen within his eyes "But I'm booked for tonight mr combs."
"And I said that I don't give a shit, who comes before me, I'm the greatest." Said sean while shoving the nurse out of the way, to make way for himself and stared down at oliver who was barely awake.
Oliver coughed up a little mouthful of blood into a bucket by his side and looked up at sean and said with a hoarse voice and dangerous look in his eyes that suddenly became clear and dangerous "I need your help."
Sean looked at both the nurse and kim and said Immediately loudly "WHAT THE HELL ARE YALL JUST STANDING AROUND FOR, GET OUT."
The nurse immediately started to leave, almost falling in the high heels and busting his ass, kim also managing to make it out of the bedroom with the help of the nurse.
"Now, what business do you have with me." Asked sean calmly while pulling up a chair from the other side of the room.
Oliver painfully leaned up some more against the headboard of the bed and said with gritted teeth, immense anger seething through them "I need to get rid of crystalline alina knowles."
"And why did you come all the way here just to tell me this, I want no part in this." Asked sean calmly, seemingly not wanting to have anything to do with me obviously.
Oliver's eyes widened in surprise and said Immediately and stutteringly "B…but didn't you also have similar hatred towards her."
"I did and still do, but why should I shake hands with a naive little shit like you, I can't trust someone with small balls like you who has nothing going for himself." Said sean calmly while leaning back in the chair and lighting and inhaling a cigar.
Oliver gritted his teeth, but suddenly had a pondering look on his face and a smile appearing on it and glanced back at sean and said "Actually, I can sell you some valuable information, but in exchange I need you to do something for me."
"Hahaha, and what will that be little white boy, information on yo momm…." Said sean tauntingly, only to suddenly start coughing hardly from forgetting to exhale the smoke he inhaled from the cigar earlier, proving that god don't like ugly.
"FUCK…AHEM" Said sean loudly while adjusting his throat hardly, finally calming down.
Oliver stared dumbfoundedly at sean for a moment and asked "Uhh…you good bro."
"Yeah, continue." Said sean with a hoarse voice while setting the cigar on a ash tray and pouring himself a glass of champagne on the nightstand.
Oliver watched sean pour a glass of champagne for a moment and said calmly "Anyways, I can sell you valuable information on my fathers next move."
"Your father's next move, what dose that have to do with me." Asked sean confusedly while taking a sip of the champagne.
"It has everything to do with your meeting with albert johnson." Said oliver with a serious look on his face, showing that he was not bullshitting.
Sean froze and said simply and calmly "What did you just say."
"You heard what I said sean, your claiming that my balls are small when your the one who simply has a small vision of what is really happening behind your back, do you not realize that you were being watched the whole time you were meeting with mr albert johnson, he is no simple man, do you not realize that the eye was watching you the whole time too." Said oliver calmly while grabbing the champagne bottle and a small glass cup and poured himself some and chugged it down and poured himself another glass.
Sean had a wide shocked look on his face and suddenly put his face into his hands and started muttering "Fuck, now what do I tell albert about my label, will he still give me a chance, no I can cont…"
"That's a rather bad idea, I wouldn't do that if I were…HARGH." Said oliver in pain with gritted teeth and looking down and saw sean's finger pressing on his wound.
Sean squinted and said lowly and threateningly "Don't get to comfortable in my home, white boy, th…"
Oliver suddenly pulled out a pistol, pressing it straight onto sean's forehead and said calmly "How cute, did you expect me to tremble and grovel at your feet, what a retard, this is pure business, not some street gang bullshit, this is shit that can fuck people's life up financially."
Sean's jaw clenched hardly and said with a sigh "Alright, fine I'll join hands with you now tell me what information you have."
"Good boy." Said oliver with a wide grin while withdrawing the gun.
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THE END…