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DJ got out of her car with Ty and sighs softly, "If I may ask, why are we here, sis?" Ty asks lowly. Even though NK gave the duo her location, he still didn't trust the woman. DJ forces her smile to stay hidden at her brother figure's overprotective nature, "Business." She says simply before walking up to the massive mansion's door and knocking only a rhythm only NK and her bodyguard, 6lack, knows. The door opens to reveal a breathtakingly beautiful NK, "Mmm... What do I owe the pleasure of seeing my very beautiful rival?" She asks dangerously lowly.

DJ kept her business face in front of Ty, "Can we talk?" She asks, her eyes darting around, getting the hint that DJ wanted to talk business today, but NK could tell it was something else that was bothering her. NK hums, "Tell your little bodyguard to go find 6lack to go talk to or something." She says. DJ signals Ty to go which shocked him shitless, "What the fuck, Deej?! I'm not leaving you alone with... With her!" He sputters out in disbelief. DJ shakes her head, "I'm good, Ty." She says. Ty went to argue again before DJ sent him a pointed look, "I'm. Good. Ty." She says sternly.

Ty sends a glare towards NK, "If you touch DJ in anyway, I'll-" DJ huffs, "Ty!" She snaps. He scowls deeply before walking off to find his acquaintance, "You and your... Little... Bodyguard seem close..." NK comments before walking off to her home office with DJ trailing behind her. DJ chuckles, "Ty is like my older brother. One of the reasons why he's so protective over me. If I were to die before him, he's get everything I own... Until I have kids at least..." She says, momentarily stopping at kids. NK hums, "You put a lot of trust in him, don't you?" She asks.

DJ nods, "You have no idea..." She says softly. NK flashes a rare smile, "That's how I am with 6lack and my right hand women Stalli, Jinx and Dest. They're my everything... My family, my friends... I can't imagine life without them..." She unconsciously opens up, surprising DJ as they walked into her office and closed the door. DJ sits down on the chair opposite of NK, "Now, tell me... What are you doing at my home at 12 in the morning?" She asks suspiciously, her trigger finger itching.

It wasn't that she wanted to shoot DJ, she just didn't know why the girl was here so late.

DJ takes her gun out of her pants strap and takes the clip out of it, also taking out the bullet in the chamber, she does the same with her other gun, "I just want to talk." She says truthfully. NK loosens up and leans back in her chair, "What if I was asleep?" She asks. DJ scoffs, "Wake that ass up. The fuck?" She says earning a hearty laugh from NK, "Bold of you to asume you'd be alive to say anything to me." She says. DJ looks at her dead in the eye, "Bold of you to assume I'd be gone before you hear what I have to say." She retorts.

DJ lets out a soft sigh, "Normani, let's stop playing games here." She says suddenly. Normani hums and leans up, resting her chin on the palm of her hand, "What games, Dinah Jane?" DJ tensed at the mention of her real name. Normani smirks and stands up, "Baby, no games have been being played." Normani takes Dinah's unloaded gun and taps the side of the taller girl's cheek with it, "Now, tell me why you're here before I pistol whip the fuck out of you with yo gun for wastin my time, Hansen." The dark skin girl threatens.

Dinah glares up at Normani, "You wouldn't." She says, knowing exactly how Normani is. Normani has a soft spot for her, it had always been there. Normani just looks at Dinah expectingly. The younger girl sighed, "This has been something on my mind for a while now, Mani." Normani hums before nodding, "We don't technically hate each other and we have no ill intentions against each other, so we're one of the few gangs that are just completely neutral to each other." Dinah continues, "And the only two female owned mafias."

Normani nods, "Continue." She says, placing the gun down on the desk and leaning back. Dinah lets out a quiet sigh, "What if we go into business together?" Normani tilts her head, but doesn't say anything, "Hear me out right quick. Not only will other opposing members not expect it, with our combined earnings we'll be THE biggest earning mafia this city, hell, this state has ever seen." Normani nods slowly, thinking this plan over,

"I wouldn't just go to anybody with the proposition. I... I trust you." Dinah hesitated, knowing that telling someone you trust them would be the quickest way to the biggest downfall. Normani smirks, "You trust me...? Dinah Jane, I could be your worst nightmare, what makes you think I won't stab you in the back? Or what makes you think I trust you?" She asks. Dinah leans back in the chair, "That goes against your morals and you know it. And, Normani, whether you know it or not, you trust me. Which is why you let me in your house and into your study, unguarded. It should have been obvious that I trust you just as much or else Pop would have still been right here beside me and I wouldn't have emptied my gun, hell, I would've had another one on me." She says.

Normani's smirk slowly fell before she looked away from Dinah, "What's in this shit for me, DJ?" She asks, going into her business mode. Dinah sighs before saying something that may completely ruin her life, "Free reign." Normani raises an eyebrow with slightly wide eyes, "You continue to do what you do, you have completely access to me members, even my higher up ones. I continue to do what I do, I get to have access to your members, I don't care if I get access to the higher up ones or not. I don't know what you want to bring to the table with this but I'm bringing the whats mine is yours to the table."

Normani hums, "What's yours is mine, huh? That's very bold of you to put that much trust in me." She states. Dinah looks down, "I know you personally. I think I'm the only one that knows about everything on you. As you know everything about me." She says softly. Normani nods, "We got a deal. But, I wanna add onto your end of the deal." Dinah looks up at a smirking Normani, "What's mine is yours, Dinah... don't make me regret this." The dark skin girl says quietly. Dinah nods wordlessly, "I won't, Normani." She says honestly.

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