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Well, all, except Kincaid Black.
If I were to care about any of them being chosen, I’d care why Saxton Voss had chosen her out of all the females available. Kincaid Black’s family was about as ruthless as all of the males’ families on the list to attend. If Ross, Fox, Saxton, August, and I were sharks, then Kincaid Black was the set of teeth inside the shark’s jaws.
Ross had chosen Jennifer, Fox had chosen Alexis, Saxton had chosen Kincaid, and August had chosen Laney. Every girl, save Kincaid, came from a family and an upbringing that was guaranteed to make them agreeable to whatever terms were laid out to them. And knowing what’s to be expected of them, it did make me wonder what Kincaid’s role was in all of this.
Plus,August wasn’t wrong. It was unheard of for one of us not to pick a girl. It simply wasn’t done. There was a reason the saying that ‘behind every great man is a great woman’ existed. There was a reason the saying that ‘reformed rakes make the best husbands’ existed. Men were nothing without women, and that was just a fact.
There were onlytwo things in this world that could break a man: money and pussy.
You couldhave all the money in the world and lose it all to pussy, or you could have the best pussy in the world and lose it to money. Via unfortunate circumstances or your own stupidity, being able to have both was a tough sell.
Okay.
Let me rephrase.
Being able to have bothand be happywas a tough sell. If you wanted the money, you had to put in the work and that often led to neglect of the other. If you wanted the pussy, you had to put in the time and that often led to abandoned potential of the other.
A truly successful man needed his woman’s goals to match his own. If he wanted success, he needed a woman who could respect success. If he wanted a family, he needed woman who could respect family.
Astrong woman was capable of one of two things: her resolve would be strong enough to help you rise, or it would be strong enough to hold you down.
Choose. Fucking.Wisely.
It was the reasonI wasn’t choosing a girl. I haven’t met one that I could trust with my vision or secrets. I haven’t met one that’s done anything beyond getting my dick hard.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I had a bunch of female acquaintances and got along well with the fairer sex. I didn’t think they were inferior or belonged in the kitchen. I didn’t think they were just pieces of meat to be used for my sexual gratification only. I had the upmost respect for women as a whole.
Now, stupidsluts? That was a different story.
However, for all thewomen who have come and gone in my life, I’ve never looked at one and felt anything above my belt. My dick had stirred plenty of times, but I’ve never connected with a female.
Not once.
Okay.
Maybeonce.
Still,with my plans to rise to the highest ranks of this ridiculous tradition, any old girl just wouldn’t do.
I needed fire.
Ineeded strength.
I neededcourage.
I needed loyalty.
I needed some Bonnie and Clyde shit.
Or Mickey and Mallory.
Either way, I was prepared to do this solo. I really didn’t care what the other guys did with their girls as long as nothing interfered with what I had going on. I planned on owning every dollar and person attached to it within the organization, and nothing was going to stop me.
Plus,if I ever did find a girl who did more for me than provide a blowjob, there was no way she’d become one of the pawns.
She’d be my fucking queen.
And it’d be my job to make sure I was worthy enough to be her king.
