You was made for me
Yeah but all you do is take from me
All you bring around is hate for me
I don't think you safe for me
I'm fucked up but you was made for me
- MajorNine
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Giselle Pov:
"Where is my couch?" Onika asked, seeing I swapped the white one for a black one.
"Nicely wrapped up in storage." Between Quan and i we were going to fuck that couch up. "Before you ask, my mama helped me decorate. You can call and ask." Wasn't like she would lie to the girl for me.
"I know, I actually chose them lamps and those pictures." Nicki laughed looking around, admiring her and my mama's work.
"Come on, let's get you comfortable." I held my hand out for her. Leading her into our bedroom, I watched as she inspected the work Richard did. "Want to see your closet?" Richard and I spent what seemed like forever on a wall that could hold all her shoes and purses, getting all the right measurements and things.
"Giselle..." Onika looked around in awe. Lights stood behind each purse and shoe as if it were on display in the stores. I was glad she was back, or whoever my new bitch would be was going to be blessed.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!" She ran her fingertips over the Chanel purses. "All my other purses and shoes are not going to fit in here." That I knew.
"We can knock down this wall and just add to it." I could just use a different closet In the house and just let her have a massive one.
"Can we make the mirror bigger?" Nicki looked around, seeing the vision.
"Whatever you want, mama." I unzipped her dress, pulling it down her arms and watched it drop to the floor pooling around her feet.
I placed wet kisses down her back, making her body shiver as she watched through the mirror. Ending my kisses once they reached the smalls of her back, I pulled her thong down over her thighs, letting them join her dress.
"You were determined to get me in nothing but these heels." Onika stepped out of the clothes that were now placed at her ankles.
"Yes I was." She turned around, loosening my tie from around my neck.
"I like you all dressed up." Nicki whispered softly, moving to undo the buttons on my dress shirt.
"Yeah?" I questioned moving my gun from my hip, putting it on the shelf. Immediately, she moved to unbutton my pants when she finished my shirt. "Look like you want me naked."
"I do." Onika smiled, fully, taking off my shirt, adding it to the pile of clothes that were already on the floor.
"I promised you a rub down first." I lifted her off her feet, taking her to the bed.
