At 20 years old, Kyanna Fenty thought she had everything figured out. Living with her souls mate Kaiden Brown, earning a decent wage, and managing to save enough money to get them both to America and find a suitable place to live.
But, the only pro...
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"You can't just show up here!" Kya spat as she looked through the peep hole of her apartment door.
"C'mon Kya, just open the door." He spoke calmly as she mentally argued with herself.
"You can't come in though- I got, Ive got company..." She looked down at her clothing, or lack of. She was covered in one of her oversized white tee... Well actually one of Austin's, and her ass was covered in purple lace panties. It was barely noon, Summer had been up all night, and had only just settled a few hours ago.
"Okay! Just open up..." he pleaded about to knock again before the door swung open, not giving herself anymore time to overthink it.
He looked good, she took a moment to breath him in. Actually to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. He glanced her over, probably doing the exact same. It being a punch in the stomach the way she was dressed.
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"You got company huh? What- What kind?" He asked, his face reading jealously before falling back to his calm demeanour as he looked briefly around her apartment.
"Male... Um, what'd you, what'd you come here for?" She asked stammering over her words, closing the door in on herself more.
"Fuck up Ky, what's all this?" He asked barging past her, picking up a pink little sleep suit. "You got a kid?"
"Umm..." she felt physically sick. Her legs shaking to the point where she felt like they'd cave in on her. "I don't- I don't feel good Kai"
"Nah, don't gimme dat shit. Tell me wassup! Whose is it? Is it mine? You move on? Don't tell me it's that dude you were with the night of MY show?" His voice slowly raising, stepping more into her space as she stepped back, falling into the couch.
"KYANNA!" He barked, making her jump.
"She's- she's yours..." she muttered so meekly she wasn't sure if he heard her. Repeating herself more prominently as he fell into the couch beside her.
"I have- I have a daughter?"
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