"𝖨𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖳𝗈𝗉. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗈 𝖠𝗅𝗒𝗌𝗌𝖺, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖪𝖠𝖨𝖹𝖨𝖤𝖱."
Kaizier was known by many names in the streets. 9, Top, Youngboy. Alyssa, however, knew h...
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FOUR WEEKS LATER OCTOBER 18 PRIVATE JET SOMEWHERE OVER THE OCEAN
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Alyssa looked over to see Kaizier sleeping peacefully. They had woke up early, visited Kaizier's grandmother and paid for her treatments, and they were now on the Private Jet, set out for Turks and Caicos.
A week ago, they had finally sat down and had a conversation about children, and marriage. They had come to a compromise, that they would start trying next year — giving enough time for Kaizier's career to build up, and for Alyssa to figure out what she wanted to do.
"Mr. Gaulden and Miss. Stephens, if you look outside, we are flying over the coast of Turks and Caicos, welcome!"
"Kaizier!" Alyssa screamed into his ear and he jumped up before kissing his teeth, pushing her head away.
"Say, you fuckin' trippin. Get out ma ear, fat guh." He groaned, rubbing the sleep out his eyes. He turned his head, looking out the plane window. He sat up, smiling as he watched the water.
It was so blue and clear.
"Lyssa, take a boomerang thang." Kaizier whispered.
Alyssa took her phone out, navigating to Instagram and posting the boomerang onto her story, Kaizier making sure his fat ass head was out the way to give her a clean shot.
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