Music, Secrets, Love
Jamal Lyon is the son of a legendary hip-hop and R&B artist, Lucious Lyon. When people see him, they see his father. They think of all Lucious' fame and glory. His beloved mother, the only woman who accepted him for himself, is...
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THE MONTHS HAD passed quickly and it was June, just in time for Andre and Rhonda's wedding. The previous months had been filled with wedding planning and more business. Andre chose Jamal as his best man and Hakeem as a groomsman. Anika was chosen as Rhonda's maid of honor and the rest of the bridal party was filled with old friends from their college, Wharton.
Lucious at first was put off at Andre for marrying a white woman, heck, Lucious was still angry at Andre and today was the wedding. But never let it be known that Lucious' emotions got in the way of his appearance. Lucious had pitched about seventy-five percent of the wedding costs despite Andre's protests.
Jamal had sent a wedding invitation with pictures to Cookie. She had responded with tenderly motherliness towards Andre although she wasn't too sure about Rhonda.
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Jamal adjusted his bow tie. The wedding was a success. Everyone showed up and everything was running smoothly. Everyone was driving to the reception in provided limos. Jamal sighed and looked over to Hakeem who was talking to one of his friends. Andre had been gracious enough to know that his younger brothers, although happy for him, would be bored without people their age and told them to invite a few of their friends. Hakeem had invited a girl named Lasiandra and Jamal had invited Michael, Becky, and Cori.
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Jamal pulled at his tie again, waiting for them to come out of the church.
"Hey Mal." Cori appeared besides him. Jamal looked down at her. She was wearing a red dress, minimal makeup, and her normal bouncy curls.
