#first kross kiss of the year everybody cheer

[unknownarmageddon]

let the walls come down, let the engines roar

cross belongs to jael peñaloza killer belongs to rahafwabas

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1.

Angel

“Diosa...”

I called for my daughter as I heard her come in with her security team. Listening as she responded back and climbed the steps, I finished up with a email, then opened my arms wide as she jumped into them.

“¿Cómo te fue en la escuela?”

(How was school?)

She giggled and nodded her head.

“estuvo bien, pero puedo nadar por favor papá?”

(It was good, but can I swim please daddy?)

I exhaled. Looking at the time. I’m strict with her coming home routine. Practice work, snack, reading, light chores, then playing. 

“Have you cleaned up your playroo-”

“ Papá por favor, son las vacaciones de primavera” 

(Daddy please, it’s spring break)

I exhaled and instantly felt bad. I forgot it was her first day of Spring break. I nodded my head, watching her hop out my lap and take off. Quickly picking up the phone, I had my staff ready a jet and yacht for us tomorrow.

I was hard on Diosa. Too many kids these days are disrespectful and ass wild. I won’t have it. I don’t care what anybody says, or speaks on how hard on her I am. I’m shaping her to be a woman of her word, a hard worker, respectful, and successful.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Angel Acosta De La José . I’m 28 years old and I am worth $85.112 Billion. How? Easy I decided at a young age I wasn’t going to be hungry forever. I made sure to work smart with my funds and it took me a long way. I realized early I was more than just TV and so I decided to be more than just movies and TV.I am the CEO Of  De La Jose Incorporation. We invests in and holds dozens of major public and private companies. As part of our portfolio, my company also owns and operates several self-titled companies, including De La Jose Home Services of America and De La Jose Direct Insurance Company. But apart from our branded companies, De La Jose does a bit more than provide insurance. In 2017, De La Jose companies and holdings contribute a variety of commodities and services to the market - including producing computers and electronic products, providing insurance, producing clothing, serving food products, automotive products and services and much more. 

Although I originally started out primarily in the textile industry, I’ve grown to become a conglomerate that invests in a diverse group of major companies and provides the prime example of my famous value investing strategy. I have 100% ownership in multimillion and billion dollar companies. And not all of them are the same. I’ll name a few. For starters, De La Jose Brick Company, it’s construction, I own it 100%. AlterLinks, Electric Transmission, I own it 100%, and it’s also a  subsidiary of De La Jose Energy. I mean the list is long, jewelry, auto sales, utilities, Insurance, Bond Insurance, Media,  Logistics, Food and Beverage, Pipeline, Clothing, Luxury, Jets, Furniture, Sports Equipment,  Pharmaceuticals, Materials and Construction, as I said before the list exceeds my age of life. Plus more.

And on top of all of that, I’m a single man and single father. I’ve had full and sole custody of Diosa since she was 8 months. She’s 4 now. I’m all she knows.

“Sr. De La Oz, Marcos está aquí”

I nodded, standing up and closing my laptop for the day.

Closing the door behind me, I jogged downstairs and dapped Marcos up as he helped himself at the bar. We’ve been friends since kids, literally Kindergarten. He’s more like a brother. We’ve been hungry together, starved together, everything under the sun. He’s also a business partner and runs my Brick Company.

“What’s good nigga, You wanna head to Capitalino?”

I nodded. I need it. I been all over the place this past week a cigar and whiskey was prefect.

Mia

“Bitch... This is beautiful....This view”

I spoke from the table reserved of a restaurant me and my girls were attending. We just got in a few hours ago and we was starving.. And the amazing thing about this whole shit is Bogota is only an hour behind New York. Which is perfect because a bitch is far from tired. I’m ready to get this night started 

“Yes, we needed this trip. You know what, cheers. To this sisterhood of black  success and entrepreneurs”

I smiled and raised my glass, clinking it together with Aaliyah then taking a sip of the wine we had at the table. We we’re young business women. Aaliyah is a lash tech and 2 shops, she has a son who she brought along due to having no one to look after him and me, I have no Kids.

I however, am a hairstylist in New York. The first African-American/ Dominican Salon owner and Barbershop on that block. I built it from the ground up. Literally. I bought the building, fixed it up,  bought all equipment. I don’t owe anybody, but everybody owes me. I rent my booths out to stylist and barbers, and I own 5 investment properties in New York. 

My prices for hair are as such:

Leave out’s are $140, Frontal Sew Ins are $180, Closure Sew Ins are $140, Bob leave outs are $150, $360 Frontal Sew Ins are $200, High and Low ponytails are $100, Sweep ponytails with tracks is $120, and so and and so forth. I also make wigs which can goo for $300-$400. And if I install it, it’s $80 extra. Plus my classes which are $1200. Sounds like a lot put bitches go crazy for my styles, wigs, and classes. I walk out and make at least $4,000 a day. And that’s on a slow day. It’s a blessing to be in the position I’m in, I’ve done celebrities head as well, I say local, but I’m well know and travel for certain clients like Ari Fletcher, Toya Carter, Tiny Harris, Nicki Minaj, the list goes on.

“Girl, I owe your dad loot. I can’t believe he agreed to keep Kross. I’m trynna get drunk an-”

Before Aaliyah could finish, a man stood over me. He smelt good as hell. I didn’t even have to look back to notice he was tall, just from his shadow.

“Buenas tardes, señora, señoras. My name is Angel. May I ask what the two of you are.... enjoying as your choice of drink?”

Aaliyah looked to me and smiled.

“Mina Velha....Rojo”

I already knew where her head was. He nodded, looking past her then down at me.

“And how do you like it?... is it you’re uh.... as they say in America....cup of tea?”

I smiled, finally looking up at him and catching my breath discreetly.

“It’s nice, very complimenting taste”

He extended his hand to shake mine. I reached out her his, feeling as he slipped something into my hand, and leaned down kissing my hand.

“I didn’t get your name”

I smiled.

“I didn’t give it”

He laughed, I could feel all eyes on us, but somehow I was just trapped in his gaze.

“Could I have it?”

“Mia... Mia De Los Santos”