Chapter 47

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Luca Delavan
A nigga was beat. I had a long fuckin day today. Running through the city like a lunatic tryna get my studio together but it was all worth it.

The equipment was in there. Everything was set up too. I just needed to create an ambiance. A vibe that'd make my clients and whoever booked with me, feel comfortable.

Thinking about puttin a mini fridge in that bitch just to be extra. I had the money to do so, so why not?! Some LED's too. I had so much in mind and I couldn't wait to continue.

I really couldn't wait to work with my first client. Milani was excited bout it too. She seemed more excited than me damn there. Studio sessions was gone be fire. Not just with ha but in general.

This was only a small start in creating my own empire someday.

But fa now, I was done thinking bout my future. Right now, I was thinking bout Anais. I was picking her up from work, figuring she wouldn't mind if I surprised ha.

I ain't seen my luh baby all day and I wanted to spend the rest of it with ha. Pick at ha brain and see what she was on. That was my partna in crime and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. 

Entering our apartment building from the cold outside, I made my way into the lobby where Anais' job had been. This was around time they closed so I figured she would come out any moment now.

I could already see a gang of ha coworkers leaving the shop. Everyone but ha. So I peered inside through the glass only to find ha cleaning tables all alone.

By the look on ha face, I could tell that she'd been stressed. I could feel ha energy on some telepathy shit. She had a long and hard day, customers yellin at ha in French and shit.

Baby girl needed some relief. That's why ha nigga was here to help ha.

Without hesitation, I tried to open the door to the shop but it'd been locked. Obviously, that wunt gone stop me. I looked in all directions, making sure no one was around before I teleported inside. Shit was a breeze.

And Nana ain't even notice. She was too busy scrubbing them tables down.

I had to clear my throat to get ha attention.

"Excuse you?" I smirked, slightly waving at ha.

She looked up at me, holding ha chest and gasped with shock.

"Luca!" She exclaimed, letting her look of shock turn into a smile. "What are you doing here papa?!"

"Ion know a Luca...but I was wondering if it was too late to order sum." I replied, slowly approaching ha.

"Youn know a Luca?" She chuckled. "Huh?"

"Look...am I too late? I know the shop is closed and err thang but a nigga hungry. Let me pay fa one cookie and I'll be out ya hair." I responded.

"All of our things are put up for the day. Everything's in the back mista." She shrugged, playing along with me. "Sorry."

"Mmm. So the good shit in the back?" I questioned.

"Yeah and yeen gettin nun." She smiled, taking off her cleaning gloves.

"Well how bout I just...GO IN THE BACK AND GET IT!" I laughed, running towards the back area of the shop and ending up in the storage room where they kept all the cleaning supplies.

"BOY STOP! YOU CAN'T BE BACK THERE! My boss is gone kill me!" She exclaimed, chasing after me.

I pulled her into the room when she got in front of it and shut the door right behind us. Instantly everything went dark until she turned her phone light on.

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