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yazmin.

              JORDAN had spent all day trying to figure out which one of the mayans came to yazmin’s salon. once prospect called that they were leaving to the airport, he made his way to oakland. stepping inside of the airport, he noticed his wife from across the building. he brought her into a huge hug, laying his hand on her lower back. ‘ hey, i get it, yazmin.. it’s dangerous right now.. i just hope some day you can come back to charming.. ‘ he pressed a soft kiss to her hand, looking down into her eyes, listening as she spoke. ‘ i love you too, baby.. ‘ her next words caused his chest to tighten. ‘ wait, pregnant? when did you find out? ‘ he whispered to her, glancing at her stomach. ‘ be careful okay? don’t go or do anything without the prospect. ‘ he walked over to the chairs behind her, taking his daughter out of one of the chair. ' you be good for mommy, okay? '

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yazmin.

            JORDAN tried to comfort his wife, but she smacked him away. ‘ yazmin, you know i would never do it intentionally.. ‘ he followed her out of the house, not caring who sees them. ‘ you can’t go out of state, yazmin.. it’s not fucking safe.. there’s charters in other states.. ‘ he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as she said she was going and there nothing he could do. ‘ the prospect is going with you then. no fucking discussions. you’re asking me to step up and protect you, and the only way that i can right now is with the prospect there. ‘ he opened the driver side door for her, closing the door as she got in. ‘ i know you hate me right now, but i love you, yazmin.. ‘ he leaned in the car and pressed a kiss to her cheek, softly tapping the car as he backed away. after making sure she was good, he went inside and got dressed, calling clay to let him to set up a table sit down. clay had his hand over his head, letting out a sigh. ‘ there’s some mayans that are after us, and they are going after all the women with us.. they hit the porn studio, took luann. they went to jordan’s old ladies salon, felt her up and touched the kid.. ‘ jordan sat at the table, his leg moving a mile a minute. ‘ listen, jordan, i know it’s your wife, but come on man.. we retaliate and it starts a war.. ‘ jordan looked towards clays right hand man tig, clenching his jaw. ‘ this isn’t just some fucking slut you pick up at a bar.. this is my fucking wife and daughter.. ‘ his words were spoken with venom, even he didn’t recognize it.  he stood up and leaned on the table. ‘ you either vote retaliation in or i go and do it myself, your choice. either way, it’s getting done. ‘ he stared at tig for a few seconds before walking out of the room. ‘ yo, prospect! go to oakland, and to yaz’s new place. you’re going out of state with her. i’ll meet you guys at the airport later. ‘

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yazmin.

            JORDAN stepped away from the toilet, washing his hands quickly. as he glanced up, he took a look of the tattoo on his left peck. it had presley’s name, along with her birthday beneath it. it made her mind flash towards his wife, who was in oakland right now with his daughter. he sighed as he splashed his face with cold water, turning the shower on. as he showered, he thought about all the shit he had to do today. he had a meet with an ally gang to talk about some guns they want, and handle retaliation to a incident that went down. after that, he had to head to oakland and pick presley up for the weekend. after washing his hair, he stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist. he heard the sound of his door closing, causing his head to snap towards the living room. he took his gun out of the cabinet above the toilet, making his way to the living room. as he came around the corner, he pointed the gun at the person, only to come face to face with his wife. ‘ jesus, yazmin.. don’t do that shit right now.. ‘ he ran his fingers through his hair, sighing softly and putting his gun in the drawer, before making his way back to the bedroom. ‘ what are you doing here? i thought i was coming there? ‘ he dropped his towel and slipped his boxers on, taking a joint off his dresser, lighting it as he stood next to the window. ‘ what’s up? ‘ he turned to her, licking his lips as he took notice of how good she looked, his eyes scanning over her now thicker form. ‘ you been doing a lot of those squats i see.. ‘ he playfully stated as he held the joint out to her. ' unless you got a man in oakland hitting it.. ' he smirked as he ran his hands through his thick hair.

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yazmin.

              JORDAN sighed as he heard the dial tone on the other side of the cell, making his way into the main bedroom. after getting dressed and slipping on his rings, he made his way to the front of the clubhouse. ‘ hey, man. clay said he needs you. ‘ jordan ignored the man, making his way outside and getting onto his bike. speeding out of the lot, he made his way to the salon, grabbing a little stuffed bunny for his daughter first. once he got to the shop, he parked on the sidewalk and walked inside of the building. ‘ has anyone seen a cute curly headed girl? she’s about 2 foot tall? ‘ he playfully shouted throughout the shop, searching for his daughter. he laughed as she screamed for him, practically jumping in his arms. ‘ hi princess.. ‘ he picked her up, pressing a kiss on his mother’s cheek. ‘ hey, ma.. ‘ he made his way over to his wife, looking at her. ‘ hi, beautiful.. ‘ he leaned in to kiss her, only to get her cheek as she turned away. he sighed, setting his daughter on his mother’s lap once again. ‘ excuse us. ‘ he excused them, gently pulling her to the back of the shop. before she had a chance to speak, he cupped her face in his hands and pressed a smooth kiss to her lips. after a few moments, he pulled away, brushing their lips together as he whispered. ‘ it’s you, yazmin. it’s always fucking been you.. even when i was single, and you were gone back to oakland, it was you. there’s no fucking question, never will be. ‘ he pressed another soft kiss to her lips, brushing the hair out of her face. ‘ you say the words, and we’ll pack our clothes and go somewhere.. ‘

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“Everyday is a new box, boys. You open it, you take a look at what’s inside. You’re the one who determines if it’s a fight or a coffin.”

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yazmin.

           JORDAN woke up in the clubhouse, inside the small room he had there. he stayed there occasionally whenever him and yaz were fighting, or he needed some alone time. after staying in the bed for a while, he stood up and slipped into the bathroom, taking a quick shower. as he stepped out of the shower, he caught a glimpse of the photo of yaz and jordan together taped to the mirror. it was the photo from their wedding day, it had yaz and jordan kissing in the middle of the dance floor and dancing around them was all his brothers, making complete full of themselves. taking his phone out, he dialed up yazmin’s number, calling it as he stood in front of the mirror. ‘ you can come to the clubhouse, mrs. webster ‘ he smiled as he heard her voice, his body visibly relaxing. ‘ yaz.. you know you and presley are the most important to me right? everything is for you two. BUT these guys have been with me since i was a kid. they were my family before this family. and they will be part of this family. ‘ he stated everything calmly, his hand gripping the edge of the sink. ‘ i need you to be apart of this, yazmin.. i need you to trust me.. ‘

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yazmin.

              JORDAN pinched the bridge of his nose as he listened to her, closing his eyes tightly. ‘ yazmin- ‘ he stated lowly, sighing as she continued. he snapped his head towards her as she snagged the cigarette out of his hand. as she walked out of the room, her next comment made him drop his head again. sure, his carreer choice wasn’t the best, but it’s all he had. he was done for the night, needing to get out of this house. he stood up and slipped his boxers on, along with the rest of his clothes. he slipped his leather cut off on, along with his white nike air force ones. he slipped his wallet and pack of cigarettes in his back pocket, grabbing his keys before walking out of his room. as he walked into his daughter’s room, he looked towards his wife. ‘ i’m going to roger’s. ‘ he stated plainly, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her lips, then a kiss to his daughters forehead. before he completely stepped out, he turned to the smaller woman. ‘ by the way, yes. she will be proud, because she’ll have everything she needs in life, and she’ll never have to do the shit we did. she has a father that makes sure she always has an escape plan, so she doesn’t get stuck like her mother and father. THAT is why i do it, yazmin. ‘ he made his way out of the house, sitting on his bike as he started it up, slipping his glasses on his face

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yazmin.

      ‘ yaz, you know i gotta do it.. ‘ JORDAN looked towards her, sighing as she explained her feelings on all of this. ‘ i know you hate me being gone all the time, but i do it for us.. i do it so we won’t have to worry about anything in the future. ‘ he ran his hand down his face with a sigh as he sat up, running his hands through his hair. her next words, caused him to shake his head. ‘ no, i do love you guys more, but that’s my family too.. hell, that’s presley’s family, yaz.. ‘ he turned to the bedside table, lighting a cigarette as he took a deep drag. ‘ it’s a shipment for the people in los angeles, and it’s probably the last one for a while. you know we only have these occasionally. ‘

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yazmin.

             JORDAN let out a low groan as he pulled out, cumming on the sheets, slowly stroking himself. after calming down, he let out a low chuckle as she complained about not feeling her legs. he stood up and walked into the bathroom, cleaning himself up quickly. once he was finished he walked back out and slid into bed with his wife. ‘ you okay? ‘ he asked with a light chuckle as he pulled her closer, pressing a soft peck on her lips. ‘ i got a little carried away.. ‘ he licked his lips, pulling the blanket over them, his arm wrapping around her. jordan loved these moments the best, when they had just got done and they lay together, either watching tv or just talking. ‘ so, i might have to leave for like a week, next week.. ‘ jordan had to let her know, because last time he just went, it wasn’t pretty. let’s just say, she showed up in the middle of everything. he was most definitely embarassed, but he should’ve just told her.

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yazmin.

         the rough side that JORDAN knew yazmin loved was starting to come out as he continued to fuck her, his arm wrapped around her as better leverage. as he felt her push back against him, he shoved her back down on the bed as he continue to move his hips. he felt her tighten even more, knowing she was about to cum any moment now. ‘ come on, baby.. ‘ he slammed his hips into hers as she came all over his cock, coating it with her juices. he could feel himself losing it, so he gave them both a second as he slowed his hips down. he gave light, solid thrusts as he let his lover recover. ‘ i told you i’m trying to go for a record.. ‘ he teased as he slipped out, flipping her on her side and lifting her leg up onto his thigh. he slipped back inside of her as he let her laid back against him, her head on his arm. ‘ that’s right, baby.. you love it, don’t you? ‘ at this position, it gave him the opportunity to grip her throat in his hand, fucking her as he squeezed occasionally.

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yazmin.

            JORDAN let his head fall back as he slid inside of her tight walls, gripping her hips tightly. he kissed her passionately as she rode him, his low groans mixed with her loud moans. as she gave him the command to go harder, he lifted his hips up, bringing her down on his dick at a quick pace. ‘ you want it harder, huh? ‘ he wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her closer, his hand softly gripping the ends of her hair. he drove his hips against her at a rough pace. he stopped a few times in between thrusts, slowing just enough so she wouldn’t cum just yet. ‘ fuck.. ‘ he mumbled as he slipped out of her, taking a hold of his shaft. ‘ turn around, baby.. ‘ he motioned her around, landing a slap on her ass as she arched her back. he slipped back inside of her and continued to move his hips, focusing more on the force of the thrust, rather than the speed. ‘ say my name, baby.. ‘ he played with her clit between her legs, still pounding her tight pussy. he let out a low growl as he felt her tighten around him. ‘ goddamn it.. ‘

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