Return of a Kingpin 2

This title is narrated with virtual voice, computer-generated narration for audiobooks. Return of a Kingpin 2 by Courtney B Chapter 1 Back at the Mansion 4.30 a.m. After the wedding, Bryce and Love temporarily moved into Major's mansion until their house was finished getting built. It was 4.30 in the morning. And they were both laid comfortably in their California king-sized bed sound asleep when Bryce was awakened because someone kept calling his phone. Who in the fuck is blowing my line up this early in the morning? I don't even know this number, Bryce questioned as he squinted his eyes blinded from the glare of his phone. He swung his legs out of bed and sat straight up just in time to answer call number Who the fuck is this? Bryce asked in an aggravated tone. It's me, Lil 5 Ive, OG, I need you. Lil 5 Ive answered but sounded as if his life was on the line. Where the fuck are you? Bryce asked as he quickly stood to his feet and walked toward his closet to find something all black to put on. I'm in Gary, Indiana, and I need you to come get me and hurry the fuck up, Lil 5 Ive said in a panic. What the fuck are you doing way in Gary? Bryce's concern for his young thug began to grow even more when he found out he was a two and a half hour drive away. And he feared that he wasn't going to make it in enough time to save Lil 5 Ive from whatever he had gotten himself into. OG, it's a long story. All I know is my life is in danger and I need you. Lil 5 stressed as it sounded like he was ducked down somewhere hiding. Text me the closest address and I will call you when I'm on my way, Bryce demanded as he snatched his black Nike jogger fit off the hanger and tossed it on his bed. Good looking, OG, and please don't tell Black Girl, Lil 5 Ive asked and sounded a little calmer than what he was. Off top, I'm on my way. It had only been a week since Bryce and Love had been back from their honeymoon and just when Bryce was beginning to feel like he was living a normal life, reality came rushing back in his world with vengeance. The fuck has Lil 5 Ive gotten himself into? Bryce questioned as he stood at the edge of the bed to get dressed. It seemed like ever since Bryce sent Black Girl back to school, Lil 5 Ive had been in the streets wild and out, which brought unnecessary attention his way. From what Bryce had heard, Lil 5 Ive was back hanging heavy on the far east side of the city in his ghetto, really abusing his power. Lil 5 Ive had been involved in shootouts, snorted powder, throwing thousands of ones at strip clubs, popping pills, and had developed a nice body count, which was everything Bryce told him not to do. Bryce just didn't see how bad he spoiled Lil 5 Ive though, and Lil 5 Ive's outburst were the result of his OG BC not paying him any attention. But Bryce was like, fuck all that, because he put Lil 5 Ive in the boss's position that he always talked about being in when the two of them were locked up. Plus, Lil 5 Ive's a grown ass mothfuckin' man. Bryce felt like he paid him enough attention when he put Lil 5 Ive on to be the man. Only a fool would blow an opportunity like this, and now I'm starting to wonder what his real problem is. Bryce said to himself out of frustration, as he pulled his hoodie over his head, then sat on the edge of the bed to lean forward and lace his black Air Max Nikes. Who was that baby? Love questioned, not able to sleep because Bryce kept moving around. That was Lil 5 Ive, beautiful. He was talking about he's in Gary, Indiana, and needs me to come get him, Bryce answered as he shook his head in disbelief. Is he okay? Love said as she quickly sat up and looked over at Bryce. He sounded a little nervous, but I'll have to see when I get there, Bryce explained as he walked over to the closet and grab out two duffel bags. Be cautious, Bryce. You know they don't play any games in that part of Indiana, Love responded out of concern as she got out the bed, walked up to Bryce, then put her head on his chest. Off top, Queen. But you're already knowing I stay cautious, but deadly. Thanks for your concern, I'll keep that warning in mind. Just make sure you're ready to get dicked all the way down when I make it back home though, Bryce answered as he kissed Love on her forehead and smacked her on the ass. Bryce took heed to Love's warning, so he filled up his two duffel bags with some heavy-duty artillery just in case shit got ugly. He threw them in the back seat of his black SS-97 Impala with a custom-made big block engine just right for fast highway trips and smashed out.