Royce The next morning.

On the Private Jet Kingsley was sound asleep in the back meanwhile Royce and his friends were up having a couple drinks and blunts.

"Honestly Ian never been to New York." Rell spoke looking out the window. The sun was starting to rise and the sky was beautiful. "Why you ain't bring Dandre?"

"Dandre can stay his ass in Miami. I'm not feeling him too much right now. He be on some bullshit." He said.

"Aww shit, y'all niggas at it again?" Taz asked.

"Hell yea, other night he called himself trying to tell me what the fuck to do with my businesses. It started off as a joke then he puffed out his chest trying to demand orders. He wants me to fire Knox and make him in charge of the girls."

"Hell nah. Knox only who can handle them bitches. Dandre wouldn't even survive with them." Rell chuckled.

"I know, it was just a bunch of shit he was tripping about. The Nigga lowkey crazy. Ya know he get that shit from his side of the family." He said making them laugh. Royce and Dandre had the same Mother but different Dad's. That explained why Dandre was so different from Royce.

"Whatever, y'all will be cool tomorrow." Taz said. "But what the fuck happened last night that made y'all late?"

"Man I forgot to tell y'all what went down." Royce chuckled. "Man sometimes I think to myself and wonder if 9 girls living together is a good idea. Kingsley wanted to line shit up with 3 of the girls. I wanted to address the issue they were having because she had fought yesterday morning too."

"Damn so that's like 2 strike in one day?" Rell asked.

"I'm kinda debating on the last one because I let them fight. I didn't stop shit. Plus I was trying to figure out what the issue was." He said. "From my knowledge Kingsley beefing with Amber, Lux, and Asia. So I'm guessing they don't like her for the same reason which is her winning the other night."

"So she fought all 3 last night?" Rell asked. "They ain't jump her?"

"Nah. She definitely did her big one last night. Honestly my first time seeing her more vocal than usual. She wouldn't stop yelling either bro." He laughed. "Anybody else want a fade we can line it up right now!" He mocked making them laugh. "She was even yelling at me. Had to to tell her to watch her tone."

"Damn I wish I would've seen that." Taz said. "What Amber said?"

"She wanted to fight again. I told her no she was done and the next time cut all that damn lecturing. You don't get in someone personal space and expect them not to swing first. Then claim Kingsley attacked her." He said shrugging. "Then Lux tried to get her while Cordell was holding her. At first it looked like They both was winning until they fell and Kingsley got her."

"So they tried to tag team her and lost?" Rell asked. Royce nodded her head before they fell out laughing. "Bro I gotta be around when the next fight break out. Them bitches be funny as hell."

"That why I'm still debating if I should give her that 2nd strike." He said.

"Nah let her live Nigga." Rell said. "Surprised Amber ain't on here with us."

"Hell let's talk about that." Taz said. "What made you pick her?"

"I thought she did good for her first dance. Obviously she been practicing and putting in work. I see that." He said. "Plus I think I seen something different." He shrugged.

Later that morning Kingsley and Royce were off the jet and in the back seat of his drivers car. Kingsley never realized how rich Royce was until they landed in New York. His lifestyle was different from most guys. He kept his appearance clean and luxurious.

Kingsley stared out the window as they sat in silence. The music from the radio played softly. "So what part are you from?" She asked.

"Harlem." He responded. "I'll show you around later on this week."

She nodded her head looking out the window seeing the we're pulling over and stopping In front of a big building. "What's this?" She asked.

"My house." He said getting out the car. He jogged over to the other side and opens her door. She steps out the car and looked around.

"I'm staying with you?" She asked.

"Yea." He said. "If you wanted a hotel, it's one 2 block from here."

"Oh that's ok." She shook her head. She followed him behind him. She watched as he speak to a few people before getting on the elevator. "So you live in a penthouse?"

"Yea." He said. "You like penthouses?"

"Never been inside one." She said watching him put in a code.

The elevator was quiet after that. The door open revealing a beautiful home.



"You like it?" He asked as they step off the elevator.

"Yea, It's really nice." She said looking around. "So what I do now?"

"It's a Gala Artwork event tonight." He said. "Until then you can make yourself at home. My chef is here until 8 o'clock if you get hungry. I'm going to go run some errands." He said before pressing the elevator button.

"So you're leaving me here by myself?" She asked.

"Yea I won't be long.." He said as the doors open. He got on the elevator and hit the buttons. "By the time I get back we should be getting ready to leave."

The door closed as she stood there confused on what she should do. "At least we ain't in the hood." She shrugged.

She went up the stairs and went straight to Royce bedroom. She opened the double doors and immediately fell in love with the view.



"Ok Royce." She looked around as she walks in. She went straight to the closet looked around at all the clothing. She couldn't help but touch everything. In the middle of the closet was a big dresser.

She picked on a bottle of cologne and sniffed it. She raised her eyebrows. "Wow that smell so good." She put it down.

She walked out the closet and was startled by a man and women standing there. "Ms Creed?" The man asked.

"We were ordered to have you sized and dressed for tonight." The women asked. "I'm Christina and this is my partner Justin."

"Ok we'll let's take this downstairs. We don't need to be in Royce's room." Justin said. "Any color preferences you'll like to wear?"

"Black." She said as she follow them out the room and downstairs. "Whats the dress code for this event?"

"Formal and sexy. So do you prefer a blazer or dress? Which one." Justin asked.

"Do you hav any options?" She asked.

"Plenty." Christina told her.

Meanwhile back in Miami the girls were still at each other. Knox rubbed his temples trying to come up with a solution to keep the girls separated.

"Bruh Im done arguing with you. Fuck out my face." Lux argued with Asia.

"Well im not. You made the damn mess so clean it up. It's not that hard. Lately you have been leaving mess for everyone to clean up." Asia rolled her eyes. "Don't nobody want a dirty ass kitchen."

"Alright god damn." Knox said. "Y'all like to argues and fuss all day. Lux clean yo shit up. Asia go take a chill pill and separate."

Evani chuckled at Knox as he set the girls straight. "Ain't shit funny."

"Yes it is. We the same height and it'd funny seeing you aggravated." She said.

"Go on somewhere with the height jokes." He said. "Matter fact don't you got something better to do? Go read a book."

"Whatever, I miss my girl Kingsley. We'll be in the dance studio practicing right." She looked at the time.

"You acting like she been gone for a month. It's been only a day." He said. "She'll be back."

"She need to come back soon." She said.

"Why so y'all can start shit with the other girls and she start all that yelling?" He asked making her laugh. "Man it's alway the quite that be so Loud when they mad. 'Does anybody want to fade we can line it up right now.'" He mocked her.

"Leave her alone." She chuckled.

Kingsley stood in the mirror looking at her outfit Justin and Christina put together for her



"I knew this would look good on you." Christina spoke as she rolled the lint roller on her back. "Ok so, I'll go check with Royce to see if he need any assistance. Just call me if you guys need me."

"I got it from here Christina, thank you." Justin told her as she goes up the stairs.

"How long have you been a stylist?" Kingsley asked him.

He dust off her shoulders and pulled her hair behind her shoulders. "For about 5 years now. Been working for Royce for 2 and a half years. I enjoy every bit of it."

"So you and Christina are like partners?" She asked.

"Good God no." He mumbled making her chuckle. "Sometimes she comes around when Royce bring a women around. I style him while she style his girlfriend."

"Oh I'm not his girlfriend." She told him.

"I know I'm talking about Amber.." he rolled his eyes. "Well she technically not his girlfriend. She wants to be but Royce will never pick her."

"Does she come her a lot? You seem to know her." Kingsley asked.

"Not any more, I don't see her or hear about her anymore lately." He said. "But enough about her. Tonight is about you and Royce."

She chuckled. "We just going to some art museum." She said.

"Still, it'll be you as him." He shrugged.

Later that night Royce and Kingsley were walking around the art museum. The piano softly played as they stopped in front of a part piece. "This one of my favorites, The kiss" he said.

"What does it mean?" She asked.

"It represents a spiritual and erotic love." He told her. "This artwork cost about 240,000."

"Would you buy it?" She asked

He shook his head. "Nah it doesn't match anything in my house." He said.

They were interrupted by a man walking towards them. "Royce, haven't seen you in a minute." The guys smiled with open arms. Royce politely decline the hug by stick out his hand for a normal handshake. "I see you brought a date."

"Yea, this is one of the girls, Kingsley this is Harvey, I do business with him." He said.

"Nice to meet you." She fake smiled.

His eyes looked her up and down. "Well Ms Kingsley I can tell you are from the south with an accent like that." He said. "Where you from?"

"Texas." She said.

He shook his head. "Man man man. Texas do make those women fine." He said. "My bad, I'm getting distracted by this beauty here. Well I just came to introduce myself. I won't hold up you guys any longer. Royce don't hesitate to hit me up." He said.

"I'll call you when I got something for you." He told him as the guy started to walk away.

Kingsley drinks the rest of her wine. "So you also have friends that's as sick as you?" She said nodding her head. "So he's like your trading partner?"

"I don't have partners. I don't work with anyone else." He told her. "He's just an allies."

"Whatever, I'm going to get me some more wine." She handed him her empty glass before walking away.

TBC

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