In Transit

It was a very long trip in the van, hooded. It lasted for hours and Tank only gave her water on occasion. Moreover, the plain white van she was in was not a very comfortable means of transportation for the former beauty queen. By the end of it, she had some actual fear.

When they took her hood off, she was in a room the size of her closet in her mansion. Across a tiny table sat Jabo, looking at her curiously.

"You wanted to see me," he said, splaying his hands open.

"Y-y-yes, I did. I wanted to take you up on your offer." Their eyes met, bright and blue contrasting with almost black. He stared her down, causing her to blink and look away.

"I'll consider it. But tell me why. Why you want this. Why I should want this." Elizabeth swallowed, audibly loud. She'd been so cocksure just a moment ago, and now she was like a teenager again ...

"Because of precisely this. I used to be married to a powerful man, a smart man. But he was a weak man too. Weak in the bedroom. Weak in the face of other men. His power was only in select facets of his life, and they didn't correspond where I needed strength. D-Train was strong, physically, but as you said, not the sharpest tool in your drawer. He's a father of one of my children, so I won't speak more of him ... but he was lacking in important ways. Your men, who maybe all have their uses to you, are lacking in important ways. But you ... you are strong in every way. You're so strong you have me shaking in fear and wet, all at the same time. And I barely know anything about you. But I know you know how to lead, and how to intimidate. And I bet you could lead me quite well.

"As to the other end ... I was married to a lawyer, I was a beauty queen. I'm a mother, I'm fierce. I'm not book smart, but I'm protective over the ones I love. And if you select me, you get all of me. Every hole, every time you want it. I won't say no to you. And I'll raise your sons to be the strongest Black men in this state."

He just stared at her for long moments. Shit. This could actually be the one.

"Meet me tonight at 7. Dolled up to the nines. Kelvin, give her the card, escort her, put her up at the Ritz in my suite. I want to know what I'm getting."