𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐞 𝐘𝐚 𝐍***𝐚

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𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣' 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣', 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚
𝙊𝙛 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙯 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣'





𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣' 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣', 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙯 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣'

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Fuck we're never gonna see that sexy ass silk press a fucking gain.





This was suppose to be the first chapter of the book, ignore mistakes 🥲 I haven't pre read or anything, just something for u guys



















"Ion know 'bout that dude, he kinda weird," Kevin muttered to Arion while rolling his last blunt. They were talking 'bout Konvy—he asked Kevin if he could come over and vlog his life for a day, thinking it'd be good content to boost his YouTube channel. Kevin agreed, respecting the guy's hustle, but he was feeling he was a little fanned out.

"Man, just make sure he don't try to suck your dick or something. I don't wanna have to beat him up," Arion replied with a small laugh. Kevin gave his friend a straight-faced look before the laughter got louder. "Man, it ain't funny. He's finna pull up in a few, so unless you're trying to meet him, you gotta dip." He pursed his lips and stood up, pointing toward the door.

Arion collected his things and mocked Kevin while exiting. Kevin shook his head and went upstairs—he had a studio session and a ton of other things to do today. He wanted to get a haircut, catch up with a few friends, and probably hit the gun range.

He changed out of his morning clothes and got dressed in an all-black fit with his jewelry. He had recently gotten his hair pressed, but it was starting to sweat out; despite having it pressed many times, he never knew how to care for it properly. He heard the doorbell ring. "Well," he mumbled to himself while jogging down the stairs, still fixing himself up.

He pulled the door open to find a camera in his face with an annoying light-skinned guy behind it. "Nah bruh, I ain't ever expect to see you!" he cheered, aggressively dapping up Kevin. Kevin nodded and glanced at the girl standing behind him. "This my girl, well, somewhat." The guy smiled, looked around the house, and then jogged up the stairs.

"You messing with that bum, energetic child?" Kevin tilted his head at the girl. She looked mature despite being short, with her toes painted, wearing jean shorts and a tank top. She laughed and accepted Kevin's hug, his hands resting low on her back. The hug only broke because of Konvy stomping down the stairs.

The camera turned to the two, who stood awkwardly next to each other. Y/N's expression made her seem guilty. Kevin glanced at her before smirking and heading into the kitchen. She followed, with Konvy trailing behind. They all sat down and started talking.

"So... what are your plans?" Y/N asked. She rested her arms on the table and leaned in slightly. Kevin leaned in as well, focusing mostly on Y/N.

The way she positioned herself made her breasts look bigger, and his eyes fell upon them as he answered her question. "But I wanna spend some time with you. What do you like to do?" he asked, tilting his head and smiling.

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