Attack the Titan
Mike was beyond furious. Any and everybody knew that WAP was his baby. It was the headquarters for everything Mike, so for it to be burned down it infuriated him more than he could ever imagine. The things he wanted to do to @dahliaheat he knew he couldn't with the public display she'd been giving. Deep down it was his fault, because not every animal could be tamed and she was one of them. There was a baby involved, and he vowed to start to draw the line there.
It was the middle of the night, and once he settled things at WAP he went to handle who requested his attention. Mike was careful, she knew that, and making a house visit this soon wasn't like him. It wasn't safe, but he needed to nip this in the bud, her in the bud.
Mike, along with two others broke into her house at night and waited. Waited for her to get up and get a drink. As he thought she would, Dahlia did. As soon as she walked through the threshold a gun was at her head. "Don't scream, there's somebody with the baby and as soon as your voice gets louder than mine he will slit his throat. You wanted to talk, so sit and talk." Mike said from the chair.
With his kind of power either came fear or admiration. The two boys he had with him tonight admired him more than they did their own fathers. Someone like Dahlia didn't respond to his usual motives, so he was going to try to level with her and see what she wanted.
Dahlia was a hood rat, holding a gun and playing Godzilla didn’t amuse her. She knew he was coming, just not this soon.
She shoved the man’s hand away as she sat down. “At least respect me while my baby is in the house.” She frowned. “Nigga.....own up to being the father of my child PUBLICLY, and take care of him. Thats it.” She frowned, “He didn’t ask to come into this world, but he is here. I don’t want nothing from you but that.”
Mike heard her demands and kept his straight face. "100,00 a month for lil man, 50,000 for your silence and when he becomes off age he can have a seat at the table if he wants, if not 3 million spread out between five years to make sure he stays silent."
“I don’t want him following you at all.” She looked at him. “I’m no snitch. I just need you to take care of business.”
"That's what? Publically saying he's mine? Do you know what kind of target that will put on his back? Yours? They already came for Ice, so publicity is not what you'll be getting right now. Do you want the money or not?" Mike had killed men for less, and it was aggravating him that she wasn't thinking about the big picture.
“Nigga you just BLASTED YOU’RE FATHER OF 2! Target? I’m sure you will figure it out. I don’t want your money. I want you to SPEND time with you son, take CARE of your son, period.” She looked at him. “Just be a fuckin father to him. I don’t care about that other shit Mike, I really don’t.”
"Yea, the fucking two that are already fucking known about!" Mike closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "We both know the type of dad you want me to be I'm not, however once this blows over we can revisit the conversation. However, the money is what I have to offer because if LKs come knocking at your door I really don't want you calling asking for help, crying to me about protecting my son and that's what I'm trying to do now."
She shook her head, “That stunt you pulled at the doctors office, was petty.” She looked at him. “Fine..deal.”