Chapter 1: My Boo

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Royalty POV

"Royalty, I really don't understand your recent behavior" My mom sighed staring at the road

"It's nothing mom" I mumbled thinking about Qua

I'm sorry! Where's my manners. My name is Royalty Michaels, I'm 21 years old & I'm the daughter of Garret Michaels; the richest man in the city of Atlanta! It irritates me that I'm his daughter.. it's like being the daughter of a celebrity. You can't go certain places, you can't do certain things because it'll ruin the "Family Name" I just really wish I had a normal life like my friend and boyfriend, Qua. Me and him have been dating for two years now and my parents HATES him! They think he's to much of a thug to date their little princess, but if the could see the real Qua the wouldn't think that at all.

"Me and your father are going out tonight.. He really thinks it'll be a good idea if you spent the night at Angie's place"

"I'll pass" Angie's place was the last place I wanted to be.. She was so damn boujee & stuck up! "I just wanna chill by myself tonight"

"Fine" She sighed

We finally arrived home and I went straight for my room. I pulled out my phone and sent Qua a text letting him the parentals were gonna be gone tonight and that he could come over. This wasn't anything new! Only time I had a chance to see him is if he came over or if I was with my friend Zaylia.

I decided to take a nap until my parents left so I could stay up all night with Qua like I normally do.

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"Bout damn time you opened the door" He barged in

"You only waited a few seconds" I smirked shutting the backdoor

"Yeah, yeah.. how long they gon be gone?" He asked walking upstairs to my room with me trailing behind him. "The usual time" I shrugged

Once we made it to my room I plopped down on the bed and Qua laid beside me feeling up shirt. This wouldn't be our first time having sex together and it most definitely wouldn't be our last!

"When you gon move out? You know all of this could be avoided if you do"

"We have this conversation almost every night" I sighed climbing on top of him straddling his waist

"Because you never make the shit happen! Ion know what the hell you waiting on"

"Nothing" I mumbled looking down fiddling with my fingers

"Look, you know how much I hate this sneaking around shit.. if yo parents don' like me then so be it! I care fa' you and I want us to be together everyday"

"Qua.. can we not do this tonight"

"Whateva" He shook his head staring at the ceiling

"You mad?" He stayed silent. "Q.." I kissed all over his face and still nothing. "Fine then I'll find anotha' nigga that'll listen" I shrugged getting only to be pulled back down

"Don't fuck with me!" He gripped my ass smacking it hard

"Owwee! That shit hurrttss" I whined

"Whatcha' ass get" He smirked

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes laying my head on his chest

"You ain trynna fuck?"

"Night Qua" I giggled closing my eyes

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I sat on the kitchen counter while Qua literally shoved his tongue down my throat but I wasn't complaining because at the end of the night this is what I wanted

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