Kilos Cocaine

Kilo’s Cocaine

By: Lola Bandz

Kilos Cocaine

Copyright © 2015 Lola Bandz

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Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely Coincidental.

Cover Design: Oddball Dsgn

Other Books By Lola Bandz

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Deranged Loverz

Diamond & Dolce Outlaws

Down A$$ Bitch

Tattered Hearts & Bruised Egos

Luving A Thug Series

Murder: Tales of A female Assassin

Hell On Heelz

Every Girl Needs A Thug Series

Coming Soon

Illusion Of the Hustle

Black Barbie

Bow Tiez & Banglez

Deranged Loverz 2

Diamond & Dolce Outlaws

Run: Kami & Gram

Baddest Of Them All

Me & My G

Similar Strangers

Save Me From You

Cocaine Cowgirlz Series (Also Known As Don Divas)

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Thank you

Thank you for the forever support. I am at a place in my life where I never knew I would be. The struggle was so hard and will continue to be hard, but ask me if I’m going to allow the devil to steal my joy? No I will not. I have evolved and became so much more than what I was.

This is dedicated to those loyal readers that rocked with ya’ girl from 2010 until I croak lol, especially Jasmine Bonnie Solovedamyia Collins and many more. Thank you all so much from the depths of my soul without you there would be no Bandz. Thank you guys so much and I hope you enjoy this bangger.

Prologue

The Gosee

"Baby wake the fuck up." Amora heard a voice that sent chills down her spine, as she ran down the hallway of her and Kilo’s Victorian home, the walls were covered in blood and there was a eerie feel throughout.

"Babe," she called out to him and she didn’t hear anything.

"Baaabbbeeeeee." She tried again and tried to run down the hallway.

"Baby come here." She looked up and saw his face, a disoriented one and smiling at her.

"No." she said while shaking her head.

"You will always be my bitch." He appeared behind her and whispered in her ear and she tried to push him but he wouldn’t’budge.

"Stop, stop," she screamed out.

"You betrayed me bitch, now I have to kill you and this nigga." Kilo appeared to her as helpless as an infant child and she reached out for him, but not before the gun went off.

Arrrhhhhhhh. Amora screamed out waking up in a cold sweat. Reaching over to get her bottle of water, she calmed down as she looked around at the pastel colored walls, and saw the familiar décor, she was home.

Fuck, I wish this nigga would leave me be. She said getting up and walking into Lyricas room and seeing that she was safe and sound. Leaning against the doorway she felt better. Her baby was fine, and she was fine she just needed a way to shake this nigga out of her dreams; she was already coping with him out of her life.

Bangga had put her through more hell than many could know, and yes he wasn’t that bad of a man but she didn’t want to open that chapter of her life.

Walking through her house she felt safe and decided to get in her bed.

It’s 4am and I have to be up at 6, ughhhhh. She sighed thinking what she was going to do. The only time she had peaceful nights was when Kilo slept n her bed.

Her and Bangga had a world wind relationship filled with highs but mostly low and they were so young. After the altercation with him punching her in the face and knocking her into a coma, he was killed. She felt bad for him; she just couldn’t get peace with him on earth, or get it with him in death. She needed to find a way to get him out of her dreams and fast.

Falling in love with him was never in my plan, until one day I woke up loving him so much…

Amora stepped into her agents office eating Krispy Kreme donuts that were laced with strawberry topping and pink sprinkles. She had been running around LA all damn day and was happy that this was her last stop before she had to go and get Lyrica. She knew damn well she wasn’t supposed to be eating donuts and fried food but since Kilo came home from London all she did was eat soul food, desserts and lay up with him.

Shan had Lyrica while she was caking for the week and she missed her horribly but she also missed Kilo too and wanted to spend some time with him before he went back for his next tour.

Placing her quilted pink Chanel bag down besides her she wondered what the hell this could be about. Hearing her iPhone jingle she quickly grabbed her phone and almost had a heart attack. She knew it was her man.

Bae: I need a hit, can I get some Cocina?

He is such a damn freak. Amora thought as she smiled and held her legs tightly together. She had been trying not to rush with Kilo but she couldn’t help it, the heart wants, what the heart wants and she got Kilo. She was in love and so deep in love that she was falling head over heels for him.

Me: You can have whatever you like…

She sent back to him and giggled while shaking her head. Her white squoval nails popped as she looked down at them. She was so into nail art she thought about opening a nail bar, she just wasn’t sure yet.

Come on now Elle. She sighed at the lateness of her agent and friend that she gained throughout the years. As soon as she was about to cuss him out he walked in and was looking just as fly as her. Short pink and black bob, Taylor made suite and Alexander Mcqueen boots. He was killing the style game.

Rolling her eyes Amora let it be known she was annoyed.

Look here bitch, he pointed her claw like nails at her and shook his long Brazilian hair, Ms. Elle was all queen and it was no denying that. Amora wanted to laugh so bad but didn’t.

What bitch?

I can walk up in this bitch anytime and at any rate boo-boo, you betta’ know about Elle. She snapped and rolled her eyes back at Amora and she just laughed.

Look bitch I don’t have time for you. She waved her off and then laughed, while Elle joined in.

So whats up what you got? Amora asked anxiously. She heard that some celebrities were looking for some models to shoot with them in Vibe and King magazine and she was hoping she got a call back.

Well 1, boo how is Lyrica?

Omg look, she gushed pulling out her phone and showing her off. She stood adorable in a pink and red dress, that was in ballerina style and her hair was up into a bun and she was standing with Kilo. They were on their way to the father-daughter dance that was held at Lyrica’s school.

Kilo had done a great job at being there for Lyrica. Having a child in the same age group the little ladies were the best of friends and he cared for her like his own. He hated that Amora had to go through so much hell with her step-dad and mom just to get where she was. Lyrica was a beautiful product of that.

OMG biitttcchhhhh, look at his fine ass and Lyrica. Elle fanned herself and Amora looked at him.

Bitch why try it? she turned her head to the side and looked as racthett as ever. She was happy that she didn’t allow anyone to get close to Lyrica except one man besides Kilo, and her uncles.

Girl that dick got you in love huh? he popped his lips and she shook her head.

I swear I hate you. She laughed and brushed him off.

Now 2. How is Mr. sexy? I saw his ass in the Vibe magazine with them sexy ass motorcycles, long dreads, and buttery brown skin. Amora looked at him dryly.

You a stingy ass bitch over that nigga dick. He waved her off and she laughed as he brought up the Vibe cover on his iMac and Amora nearly came on herself. There he was standing there, shirt off, tattooed god, and his dreads were tied and hanging. He was dripping in HD. Licking her lips you would have thought that Kilo was there to defend himself but he wasn’t.

That nigga sexy huh? Elle said and Amora shook her head. She thought back to the night that they went to the after party for a local celebrity. He was so scrumptious, they had still been on the friend card but Amora and him knew it was something deeper than that, after losing him for a year she didn’t want to lose him again. Snapping back to reality she looked at Elle and waited for the verdict on the shoot.

3. You got the shoot bitch.

You lying.

I swear. He laughed and Amora hopped up and began to pop her ass.

Yyyaaasssss. Elle said popping his as well and they danced for a minute.

So when and what are the details? pulling out his file from his Burberry bag, he gave it to Amora.

Its for some artist name Ghost and he is signed to Dig out records. Amora thought back to Ghost and who he was. He was most definitely an up and coming cutie and she was excited.

Cool, he’s nice with the mic. Elle raised her eyebrow. Amora waved her off and busted out laughing while throwing her napkin at him.

What? Im like damnnnn.

Shut uppppp, I mean with his raps. She giggled as she looked at her makeup and made sure she was on point. She was having drinks with the girls and she wanted to be popping just in case her man might face time her.

Guess what else?

What?

It’s in your city. Amora looked at her puzzled.

In Dubai bitch.

Yyeeesssssss. She screamed out and was so happy, she got the shoot, and she was going to Dubai, finally she was seeing that hard work pays off.

***

Walking into Shans house she heard the kids laughing and knew that Jae was there. She missed her girls terribly, It had been a minute since they linked up and had lunch. Jae had been busy with the kids and her store, Shan was doing her own thing, and she was on her contracts and looking into starting a nail bar.

"Bad bitch