The Syndicate by Brick Page A

exchange was simple: we did for them, they did for us, needing our sourcing more than we needed their product. Knowing this, I flashed my own flirtatious smile as they hugged me. Stepping back, I took both women’s hands and flipped them to kiss their tattooed wrists.
    â€œOh,” I heard one twin say as she whispered in French that she’d fuck me right where I stood.
    Chuckling, I practiced the art of seduction as I locked my eyes on them and stepped back. “I’m glad you both approve and sincerely I thank you. I hope to keep her legacy strong.”
    â€œ Oui. Let us commence in our business shall we, in her honor?” the one in red, Arielle, said gazing at me, then Lamont.
    Keeping at my side, my brother watched by rubbing his chin and licking his lips in the process. Both twins seemed to feed from his interest. They both stepped forward and moved to rest their arms over our biceps.
    â€œFrom my understanding, distribution has not broken even with Claudette’s departure,” I explained going straight to business. “The Canadian pipeline in my opinion can only do better and that’s where you both come in.”
    â€œTell us why, Leo, hmm? As you’ve just explained that everything is still, as you all say, chill. How can it only do better?” Aurelia asked.
    Smiling, I reached out and plucked her chin. “I’d like to show you. Since I am now head of Claudette’s circuit, I think that we should celebrate. What do you think?”
    â€œ Oui, let’s!” both women said in unison
    â€œFollow us then.” Helping them back in their limo, I had Lamont give the address and we rode out.
    Leading them away from the drop-off point and guiding them through Atlanta was nothing. Driving them to Buckhead, we pulled up. I threw Lamont my jacket as he frowned.
    â€œMan, I can’t go in like this for real?” he fussed.
    â€œYou know you can’t. All eyes are on us, and you know how they do us, man,” I explained.
    Monty sucked his teeth and scrunched his face with a light chuckle and bob of his head. “Yeah, yeah, ya right. Give me that weak-ass jacket, man.”
    Tossing it to him, he pulled off the sweatshirt jacket he wore, threw it behind him then slid into my jacket. Once settled, we got out, and introduced the twins to Atlanta nightlife with ease. Since the women were used to European clubs, I made sure to take them to a club that had a mixed environment and played a variety of music. The place was hot, and I had to thank Shanelle for suggesting this club. We could kill two birds with one stone this way.
    Bodies swayed around us and surrounded us like a herd of animals as I led them to VIP. Both twins held my hands looking around in awe and bopping to the music. Once in our private area overlooking the club, Cory stood up to greet them with Shanelle by his side. She stood with her arm casually resting on his shoulder in a bad-ass slit dress that showed nothing but her thick thighs and bare hips. To the untrained eye, it appeared she had no panties on, but I knew she did. Or she better have. Anyway, the two of them locked eyes on me, and I gave them a nod as I introduced them.
    â€œGemini, meet the rest of my team if you will. We have gifts for you both,” I said reaching for a small box and handing it to them.
    Considerately, Aurelia reached in and pulled out a mahogany-lined cigar with a glowing teal tip. She twisted it between her fingers then glanced my way. “An electric cigarette?” she asked raising an eyebrow.
    I gave a nod with an amused smile while I reached out and pushed a button on the side for her. A light swirl of smoke with the scent of vanilla and strawberries wafted between us.
    â€œSomething like that. Take a puff and tell me what you think. Don’t be cautious; trust me, you’ll enjoy the experience,” I coaxed.
    Flicking the tip of her pink tongue over her lips, she gave me a haughty smile. I