Killah POV
It's Paris birthday today and I got a lot of shit to do to make perfect.
"Wake up." I shake her.
"Mmm?" She mumbles.
I kneel over her and start kissing her face.
"It's your birthday baby, it's your birthday!" I continue kissing.
"Z." She turns over.
I smack her ass.
She jumps up.
"Ouch." She frowns.
I rub where I hit.
"Sorry, gotta get you up one way or another." I tell her.
"Ugh." She goes to the bathroom.
She starts brushing her teeth.
I stand against the door frame, arms crossed over my chest.
"I love you." I grin.
She flips me off, she hates being woken up.
I go in the bathroom and hold her from behind, I start teasing the most sensitive part of her neck.
I hear her let out a deep breath.
I smirk and walk out.
"I fucking hate you!" She yells.
I start laughing.
She finishes getting ready and exits our room, she was much more positive now that she was fully awake.
"Damn." I lick my lips.
I snap a photo of her.
@KillahKuwonu Damn My Baby Fine Asf, Happy Birthday Beautiful. 😍
@KehlaniKuwonu Thanks Baby Daddy 😏
I was scrolling down my Instagram and seen Rob posted too.
@RobKuwonu I do be wondering what the fuck wrong with you, but I love you. Happy birthday 💙
@KehlaniKuwonu You need to get off Ig, but thank you. 💙
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Killah Kuwonu
Romance⚠️ Editing ⚠️ Thugs need love too. Paris a normal high school student, good grades, has high hopes and dreams to become a singer. When Killah moves in across the street, he finds out things about her no one knows. He seems to be the only one she c...