Flashbulbs popping as far as the eye can see, this party's turned into the event of the year; damn near every artist that I've worked with has shown up, and every celebrity in the city decided to make an appearance as well. Despite our exclusive guest list, the masses lined up for a glimpse of the queen during this exclusive affair.I managed to convince Cookie to hire Juanita and a bit more of the staff back a while ago, to take care of Laylah and Lola when we had business dealings and she reluctantly agreed. Cooks still hasn't warmed up to the idea of outsiders overseeing our babies, she's so used to being supermom and doing it on her own.
Our tented Bentley inched towards the front entrance of Leviticus as I gripped my loves hand and kissed the back of it. There's paparazzi and media outlets everywhere, all attempting to rush the car, vying for the perfect position to get the first photos of us hitting the scene.
A light huff blew through the atmosphere, and I glanced over towards my soon to be wife, "Hey, you good?" I queried and she nodded through a grin as security briskly opened my door.
Blinding lights engulfing my vision, I stepped onto the pavement then extended my hand to assist my baby and once she rose, the crowd went into a frenzy as Javon and his team began to escort us.
Arms looped, Cookie looks ravishing and of course I'm looking dapper as usual. Maneuvering the red carpet like pros we stopped and posed for a few pictures along the way.
"Mr. Lyon, Ms. Lyon." One reporter called out as Cookie, and I continued up the red carpet prompting us to stop. "Lucious, Cookie, congratulations on the new baby." He began and we thanked him, "Lucious, we see you're here with your lovely fiancé, have you two decided on a wedding date yet?" He pried.
I decided to let my love answer the question as she promptly took my cue after glancing up into my eyes and I beamed down her way. She immediately took charge.
"Well, David you know its most definitely been an adjustment for Lucious and me, having to deal with a newborn again but we're making it work as best we can. As for the wedding, we have decided on a date, but you'll just have to stay tuned for the details like everybody else." She teased, her natural elegance and grace pouring forth, she fits perfectly in this world.
It's as if she was especially made for the limelight, my mind screamed as I bit my bottom lip and a rapid stream of flashes glowed at full force around us.
A few minutes elapsing, we entered the club and to say it's decorated to the tee would be an understatement, all to Cookie's preference of course.
I swear...this damn woman is a dynamo. I thought back to the night when she pinch hit for me when I lost my voice and couldn't make the speech to the investors and yet again a smile crossed my face.
It wasn't the by the book, suit fitted, speech that Anika had prepared but it was professional, real, and brought the house down. By the end of the night the investors were pulling their check books out left and right and my ass was mesmerized.
I knew that she'd have that effect, that's why I chose her.... I don't think that me or anyone else could have done it any better to be honest.
Once we stepped through the club entrance we were met by a thunderous round of applause from our guest, we must have been the last to arrive, because the place is packed.
We strutted through the crowd as my hand lounged along the small of Cooks back until we got to the head table along the stage, where the boys and their dates are waiting.
Hakeem, Tianna, Andre, Michelle, Jamal, and Michael all stood as I pulled out Cookie's chair and then took my own seat.
Yes, the gay thing still eats at me when it comes to Jamal, but he's out and the entire world seems to have accepted it....me, well I'm still working on that.
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LUCIOUS & COOKIE: TUG OF WAR (REMASTERED)
FanfictionIt's Game Time Bitches. You always did it for me but nothing good can come from loving you. Follow the tumultuous journey of Cookie, Lucious, and the rest of the Lyons on an epic battle of wills against themselves, and the foes of the Empire. Pus...