THE BITCH

Isabella.

"love... Whoever invented this is fooling you, man. I'm not even leaving my house, how am I going to cheat on you with a guy out there, stop being weak-minded, André". - I said, nervous to see that he really had used drugs, it was the first time I saw him like this.

"No, damn it, you keep making me jealous all over this shit and you don't give yourself the right to put yourself in your fucking place and keep exchanging ideas with a male around you bitch, you are making me an asshole, aren't you? " - he said pointing his finger in my face and I held back tears.

" Bitch is my ass André, you respect me and lower your voice. If you want to go along with these people you can, but don't stress me out, get out of here, you're on drugs" . - I said pushing him wanting to move to the bedroom but he pulled me and slapped me in the face.

"you never turn your back on a man, man. Are you taking Isabella from me? Fuck you, take it in the ass." - He pushed me hard on the floor and I felt my head hurt.

He started kicking me and grabbed my hair pulling the same and distributing punches, I tried to defend myself but it was difficult.

"Fucking bitch, if I know that you are staying with someone, be it my partner or not, I will fucking kill you. I'll fucking kill you. " - he shouted at me and went up the stairs to his room.

I started to cry, no one had ever hurt me like this.

Not even my mother has ever hit me or my father, and he does this to me? at least he didn't touch anything in my belly.

I wonder if he didn't think about our baby.

Thank God he didn't hurt my little one, my belly was intact.

André was crossing the limits.

I sent a message to Julia telling her everything and she told me to go to her house, I went to the bedroom and he was messing on his cell phone, I ignored him and looked for some clothes.

"go where, Isabela?" - he spoke roughly and I decided to scare him.

"I am going back to my mother's house" - I took a normal blouse and a pair of jeans.

"Go to hell no, your mother doesn't give a shit about you anymore. Now it's just you and me and our stench". - He spoke with his face plastered on that cell phone and I got even more hateful, I changed clothes since a short time ago I had taken a shower.

"What do you see so much in there?" - I said approaching him and he blocked the cell phone.

"Oh boy, nothing. Get out woman" -I took it from his hand and unlocked it.

I saw only nudes of our neighbor while he answered that he didn't want her, because he was married.

I laughed, threw his cell phone against the wall and went after her.

"get the fuck back here, if you touch her you will also get Isabella". - I heard his voice but I didn't give a damn, the hatred was much greater.

Today I'll get that girl and rip her mega off.

I arrived knocking on the door of her house and she did not answer, as if already guessed but she would answer me even if I set fire to her inside.

Surely he warned her that I would go on the date of the piranha, but nothing comes of it because if you want to leave for good, leave for bad.

I really freaked out, while some of the vapors looked at me and stayed with them. I really think it's good! If you defend yourself, you'll go along.

"Where's the bitch? Show your face, bitch! Did you close the door, bitch? Today is the day you get no mega, no silicone!" - I shouted knocking on her door and heard her giggling, this increased my hate.

" Too crazy, baby! " - when she said this I looked at the vapors and they were not looking, I grabbed my matchbox that I used for the stove back home.

"Do you want to see me freaking out? You'll see when the fire starts and you'll come out of there choking on smoke!" - I debauched the same way and heard a whore's voice, and it wasn't hers.

"Oh my God! She's going to set us on fire!" - she said and I could feel her desperation, I took the match and smiled.

"Today, you'll either come out of this hill toasted or broken! You'll have to choose!" - I lit the match.

Playboy.

straight talk, isabela came into my life in a cool way but why did I conquer her, morô?

she was a virgin and, man, she was a saint and for me, since I first laid eyes on her, she was gone.

but when I was with her, I immediately gave her the talk and she was mine and I was the only one who could touch her, until today.

I will not lie that I gave a few handles in our next door neighbor, but what the hell, flesh is weak, I am man po.

I finished creating one and was about to jump the wall to get out from behind so that the crazy girl wouldn't see me, but the minor came in mad.

"what's up boss, the boss is going to set the fire and we do what man. She's crazy." - he said nervously and I shrugged.

" give your jumps minor, turn around." Beam jumping over the wall and coming out from behind, leaving for the mouth.

Isabella.

I was about to throw the match but someone pulled me and I tried to struggle and let go.

"let me fucking go, I'll throw the fire in you fuckers" - I said pissed off.

"Boss told you to go home woman, you will fucking hurt me" - ah well, now besides taking care of drugs you will also take care of my life, I deserve it.

" I hate you, I'll get you, you bitch!" - I shouted and walked away mad, pointing my finger at the vapors who laughed.

Isabela.

"I have to go home. It must be after midnight and my mother is going to kill me" - she agreed and got her things.

"clara went to 22's house, I don't think she'll be back soon" - she shrugged and turned her last glass.

"Okay, then let's just leave" - I pulled her out and we each went to our own house.

When I got home it was as dark as it had been when I left, a sign that my mother was still asleep.

I sighed with relief, took a shower, put on my pajamas and went to sleep, thinking about the boss here.

Imagine if I were his wife? To have my story like Nem's wife or Fabiana Escobar.

By the way,

who doesn't want to be the next dangerous bibi?

Playboy

Papo reto, gamei na novinha e já era. Já tá no meu nome.

Vou falar com o menor pra descobrir tudo sobre ela, onde mora, estuda, idade.. Tudo parceiro!!

Quero essa novinha só pra mim e se ela não quiser, vai querer.

Cheguei na boca no outro dia depois de mal conseguir dormir com aquela novinha feiticeira na mente,pprt.

"qual foi puto, cara de quem deu e não gostou". - soltou piadinha pra mim e eu o olhei sério.

"sou viado que nem tu não, rapá" - ele levantou as mãos em redenção rindo,e eu dei dedo pra ele.

"ih ala,pego mais que tu" - disse levantando e empacotado umas drogas, procurei o foguinho que não tava ajudando os cara,hoje tô na sorte viu, puta que pariu.

"cadê o foguinho?eu dou mole por umas horas e vocês já se acham no direito de fazer oque quiser,bando de folgado mermo". - tava puto mermo,verifiquei os pacotes.

"tá lá embaixo patrão, foi levar uma encomenda no lugar do 22,se quiser posso ir lá chamar ele". - falou levantando e eu neguei, tenho que mandar o papo pro 22 aquele ali ta esquecendo de trabalhar e só quer fuder,toma no cu mermao.

"menor, preciso que tu descubra tudo sobre a mina do baile de ontem, tudo tá ligado? Não deixa passar nada. Quero tudo, casa, idade, mora com quem, onde nasceu... Quero uma identidade completa, parceiro!!" - falei acedendo um beck e me sentando na cadeira.

"suave chefe, vou lá"

" e procura o vagabundo do 22 e manda ele ir junto, não faz nada aquele fudido" - falei bolado e ele concordou saindo.

Isabela

Today I had arranged to go out with the girls, but I was tidying up my house while my mother had gone out with my sister.

All that was missing was the dishes and I would be able to go out fully and maybe see again the pussycat of last night, I confess that despite everything I was quite scared.

But his way, all rough and coarse, made me have more fire in my ass to be with that hot guy.

I finished my things and went to take a shower and get ready.

I finished getting ready and went to meet the bitches, near the bar of Mr. Ze.

"Denial, you're a knockout." - said slapping my ass.

"Get out of my ass, that's a stretch mark you disgusting bitch". - I said, rubbing my hand on the spot she gave me and smiled.

"let's go to this pagoda, because it's going to be a big deal, mores, and I can't wait to tell you all the details" - she was so excited my father. 22 is fooling her so much.

Would he go to the pagoda?

We walked along as clara told about her and 22 having sex for the first time and that 22 had been a little aggressive and the wild sex was great.

ah if she only knew how I had had my first time.

"whew, we've arrived my father, what a big house, is it the boss's house?" - she said admiring the house and I arched my eyebrow.

"Obviously not, right Julia, do you think he would make a pagoda like this in his own house, it must be from some partner". - I kept quiet and we went inside.

The girls started talking to everyone else while I was just looking for him, I felt a look on my face and then I looked, and I saw that it was the same.

Standing there. In the box, while the girls threw their asses in his face. All hot, his smile was my fetish.

That little mouth, he was so dressed up that he didn't even look like a drug dealer.

I'd say just a guy.

He disguised himself and ignored me, my joy was over until a blonde walked up to him and he exchanged a giggle with her, and I was pissed.

"girlfriend, don't be serious like that. What did you think? That he would give you flowers and propose to you the next day, this man is no good, Isabella. He'll only hurt you, be careful. - she said while drinking catuaba and I just nodded, maybe she was right.

"Today I'm going to drink until I can't stand it anymore, that's it" - she said excitedly turning her glass of vodka and I denied her laughing.

I went inside and got lost, for I didn't even know where the kitchen was. I saw a very cute boy and asked him" - do you know where the kitchen is?

"inside, young lady, you go straight and take the left that you will find it." - He said smiling and I smiled, thanked him and followed the path mentioned.

Playboy

I was just staring at the blonde from afar, came all cute the cute shorts that I would tear.

Tava hate partner, she was exchanging smiles with foguinho straight talk I will get that smaller.

I sent the ear call the foguinho who came all smiling with those teeth that had no right to the bastard.

"want to go to the ideas foguinho? I put out your fire in the ass fast minor, are you getting me off? Exchanging ideas with the young girl there" - I said pissed off a thousand times.

" Keep your head up boss, she just asked where the kitchen was po. Novinha is not my type, is smooth there."

" Keep up, fire, I'll give you a hard time". - I slapped him on the back and got up from the table where I was with the boys, I went to the kitchen and saw her there on all fours looking for some shit in the closet.

Isabella.

I went after the beer by the fridge and had already taken the same putting it on the table, tava in the larica then decided to look for a cookie I bent down to get the cabinet below, who puts cookie below?

I felt the presence of someone and a masculine perfume that smelled good, I froze but got up.

"Hi... - I said after seeing the image of the man from last night, tattooed and with his serious face."

"let's go home. - he approached me and looked me up and down."

" I can't, I'm with my friends and they must already be worried about me" - I said nervously, already feeling my hands sweaty.

"Isabella, yesterday you left them and why not today?" - his thick voice was so sexy saying my name, which made me smile like an idiot.

"you are stubborn, you need to take no for an answer, baby". - I mocked him, and laughed at the look on his face.

" If I'm a baby you'd better come and take care of me, babe. When the pagoda is over, we'll go to my place, and that's not a question". - left, crazy man. I took the beer and the cookie and went towards the girls and sat down on the chair, starting to drink.

It had been about two minutes and I wasn't feeling so sober anymore and I decided to dance together with the girls and there was a young guy from far away flirting with me, and I smiled from afar and saw him coming towards me.

"let's go over there, baby". - whispered in my ear getting into the dancing mood.

" only if it's now, kitten". - Julia scolded me, but I went to call him back.

We started kissing like crazy, the kiss was so fast that I could barely keep up.

He kneeled over him and put his cock out, when I was about to do the job he immediately put it inside and ran out, I didn't understand but I was dying of laughter, ok very drunk.

I looked to the side and saw the playboy with a face not good and I laughed imitating him.

"you're going crazy, aren't you?" - he came up to me.

"You weren't going to shoot him, were you?" - I laughed and he sighed and went to get the motorcycle that was near us.

"Get on that fucking bike and I'll teach you to listen to me" - he spoke roughly and I got on the bike, he started it and almost made me fall backwards.

×××××.

Isabella.

We arrived at his house and I was choking on everything, wanting to let go and get real, I hated being manipulated or having to put up with him acting like this whenever he wanted.

He stared at me locking his jaw and I stared at him with the same intensity, but the tears insisted on falling and I couldn't stand it anymore.

I have a fucking defect of crying for everything, any little thing makes me cry, really.

Were you dry with me? I'm already crying, did you treat me differently? I'm already crying. I am sentimental about EVERYTHING.

"I know it's too soon for that, but I want to take you on. I want to make you my faithful, blondie" - he spoke calmer and I found it strange, bipolarity, no denies. I would accept but I got really confused, my mother would kill me.

"Man, I don't even know your name? and another thing, my mother would kill me without even thinking twice. She wouldn't let that happen and would kick me out of the house". - I said nervously and he smiled sideways.

" André, my name is andré. And if your mother doesn't want to, that's fine. You live with me here." - he said approaching me and I nervously denied it.

" No man, my mother and my sister are everything to me. I don't want to be heartbroken, please stop." - I said, feeling the tears rolling down my face, but I won't lie. I wanted this more than anything.

Since I was twelve I've always been crazy to become a bandit's wife, judge me.

I'm not talking about the power and the money, but the attraction to danger that I have and always had.

I always admired the first ladies of the drug trade, like Danubia and Fabiana, for their stories. But not for the power or the money, that is good, but that is the least of it.

"later, you bring your things, I'll send a minor to take you home. - he spoke at last and when I was about to answer he left without paying attention to me."

I followed him to the outside of his shack, which I bet is not his house, it's quite different from a "big boss" house.

I saw a boy approaching on a motorcycle and it was a cat.

"go ahead, be careful, I'll be right back, okay?" - He stole a forced kiss and I gave him the middle finger and he laughed.

Idiot.

I got on the back of the motorcycle and the little one started it, I grabbed me and pushed myself up there, he was smelly, puts.

We arrived in front of my house and I got off the bike, he looked at me seriously, how rude.

" Thank you for bringing me here." - I said smiling.

" stop smiling at me girl, you want to kill me man". - I looked and saw him giving me a grade.

"these kids" - I walked into the house looking like I had seen a little blue bird, smiling like a drug addict, and those who see me won't even tell that I was crying minutes ago.

I looked at my mother lying on the couch watching that soap opera, I never understand any of this, talk.

and my sister with her face in her cell phone I deduced that she was watching that boring dog patrol.

"good afternoon beautiful family, mom I need to talk to you". - she turned around and looked at me from head to toe.