Sincere stepped out of his Mercedes-Benz and headed up the steps with his two main men following him. He's been watching this house all week. Watching who came in and who left out and now he was going to make his move.

     Sincere knocked on the door before it opened revealing a tall, older woman in her late forties.

     "Can I help you?" The woman questioned eyeing him from head to toe. "I'm lookin' for Pete. Is he here?" He questioned.

     "Naw ain't no Pete here you got 'da wrong house." She told him before closing the door. But not before he stuck his foot inside.

     "Nice try." He smirked before pushing the door open with his shoulder, hitting the woman in her face.

"Please! I don't know who you—"

     "Stop acting Cheryl we know he here." Mitch told her. Suddenly, something fell in the back room making him reach for his gun.

     "C'mon Pete. I don't wanna act an ass in front of Cheryl. Why don't you come on out?" Sincere told him while walking towards the back. He waited five minutes before kicking the door open revealing Pete and a naked woman.

     "You know I hate waiting." Sincere laughed. "Where's my money?"

"Sincere I—"

"Fuck that, where's my product?"

     "It's in the top drawer." Pete told him as he covered himself. Sincere opened the drawer and saw half of his product and his money next to each other.

     "This is only half. Where's the rest because this money isn't adding up." He told him. Pete ignored him trying to come up with a quick lie.

     "W-We smoked it." The naked woman chimed in making Pete smack the back of her head.

     "Damn Pete. I thought you were better than that. You know what—" Sincere laughed to himself. "Since I'm feeling good today, I'm not gonna hurt you. I'll let you make up for it. You have until Friday."

"What?" Pete scoffed. "That's two days from now!"

     "Well, you shouldn't have smoked my shit." He told him before leaving the room. He stopped in the doorway and turned around. "Oh and don't fuck in your Mother's house, that's just disrespectful."

     Sincere was in a good mood. His dope was selling fast on the streets and he just closed on another property. This time, it was a beautiful mansion in Kingsland. For his wife of course. The streets were quiet and he knew that it was only a matter of time until something happened. He just wanted to bask in the moment.....for now.

     Benji shook Noelle awake and sat on the edge of the bed. Anger was written all over his face. He reread the countless text messages as he waited for her to wake up.

Do you really know YOUR girl?

    Noelle Carter is Sincere's daughter. Don't believe me? Here's proof.

     The stranger sent two photos of Sincere and Noelle together. One image of Sincere holding her when she was a toddler and one recent image of them together. Benji couldn't believe it. He'd been fucking with the enemy's daughter for months now. His father would kill him if he knew.

     "Get the fuck up!" She jumped at the sound of his voice and finally sat up. He couldn't believe he let his guard down only to get played. This was in fact a set up. It was a set up all along.

"Baby what's—"

"Get 'cho shit and get the fuck out!" He yelled, tossing the dress in her direction. A dress that he bought with his own fucking money. She was lucky he didn't keep the dress and make her leave ass naked.

     She frowned, covering her naked body with his satin sheets. Just a few hours ago, he was head over heels with her and her pussy. Now, he couldn't stand the sight of her. "What's wrong? What happened?"

     "You got somethin' you wanna tell me?" He asked, giving her the opportunity to be honest. Except, she didn't know what the fuck he had an attitude about. "No." She shook her head. "Do you have somethin' to tell me?"

     "Some unknown number texted me last night. Blowin' up my shit tellin' me you're Sincere's daughter."

     "Yeah I am. But what does that have to do with us?" Now she was up following him around the bedroom and into the bathroom. She still couldn't figure why he was so upset with her. "And who texting you worried about me?"

"And you just forgot to mention that to me?"

     "I didn't think I had to. Plus, you knew my last name so I thought you knew. Please stop beating around the bush and just tell me what's going on."

     "Ask yo' Pops. It was fun but I'm good on you ma." He laughed while grabbing the dress once again to shove into her chest. He wanted her out of his sight and out of his life.

     "What does my Father have to do with us?" She asked. He ignored her and kept walking into the living room. She grabbed his arm making him stop. "Answer me."

     "I bet you thought real hard on this huh? Playin' hard to get and shit. Man get 'da fuck out my face." He gave her a cold stare. If looks could kill, she would be dead right now. The hard stare sent chills up her spine.

"Benji, I'm not—"

     "What 'chu still talkin' to me for? I told you I'm done. Get the fuck out." He chuckled softly and plopped onto the leather couch. She was on the verge of tears. She couldn't believe he was treating her like some bitch off the street. She didn't know why Benji didn't fuck with her father but she was definitely gonna find out.

     Noelle stormed into Sincere's den causing him to look up from his phone. She slammed her hands on his desk. "How do you know Benjamin Taylor?"

"How do you—"

     "Answer my question!" She snapped. He snatched off his gold Versace shades and looked at her as if she was crazy. "Girl, you better sit your ass down!"

     She calmed herself down before speaking again. "Answer my question."

     "I will when you sit yo' ass down!" He yelled again. She huffed before sitting down across from him. She looked up at the portrait behind him and noticed that it was a picture of her, Shawn, and Nicole. She never knew he hung the portrait in his den since she wasn't allowed in there.

"Benjamin is Benny Blanco's son." He sighed.

"Okay. I don't understand."

     "We don't get along with each other. Is Benji the man you've been telling your Mother about?"

     "Yes and I'm pretty sure he just dumped me because what you and his Father got going on!" She told him as tears threatened to pour out of her eyes.

"Elle I swear—"

     "Stop." She said before leaving his den. She didn't want to hear another word. He hit his desk before rubbing his face. He wanted his daughter happy but he didn't trust Benny or his family.

     She couldn't even look at her father at that moment. She definitely needed some space from him for a few days. All she wanted was to be happy but a petty feud between two families got in the way of her happiness.

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