Chapter 6

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Asia POV

We walked into a huge ass white Mansion blaring music through all openings. I turned around to see Chris was gone. I looked around to see almost all known celebrities. Damn! This is a fine ass mansion! Everything in here was gold and White. I walked into the kitchen to see tables with naked girls on them, and guys smoking around the tables. Chris was nowhere to be seen. There were also a bunch of thirsty ass niggas watching me. I have to admit some were cute but I ain't finna look like a whore.

I went and found a washroom and checked myself, I still looked flawless af💁🏾🙅🏾🙋🏾🙆🏾.

I opened the door and walked out and bumped into a very beautiful, familiar man, spilling his drink all over my shirt. "Aye sorry ma." He apologized. It was Tyga! Oh my god he was even sexier in real life...I have to play this off. ummm... I could say "no problem daddy"...I mean Tyga... nah! "Um, its okay I was just about to leave anyways," I lied. " Umm I could give you a shirt in your size" he suggested. " I thought for a moment. Wait this is sexy ass Tyga how the hell could I say no! "Sure", why not" I told him. He took my hand and dragged me up all them huge ass stairs ( no wonder why he so fit) and into a big gold and white room. "Sit," he instructed me. " What's your name ma?" he questioned. " My name is Asia Smith." I giggles. " That's a nice name, I'm Michael Stevenson but that's just my government name, you can just call me Ty." he said. " So Asia what sixe would you like xs, s, m, or l ?" he inquired. " Um, small would do." I said as he handed me a beautiful red LAST KINGS sweater and a white LAST KINGS shirt. "Omiosh I almost forgot that you own LAST KINGS!" I practically yelled. "Um, yeah" Michael chuckled as he sat beside me. "So Asia tell me about yourself." he urged. " There's nothing to really tell. I was born in Quebec and raised in Brooklyn. Never really had a dad and my life fucked up. I almost ended up homeless and I've been back and forth between foster homes." I said casually. Michael was different then thought he would be. I didn't even try to make my life sound interesting but he was enjoying our conversation.

"Well I'm sorry that such a pretty girl like you went through a tough life. If I was you parents I'd make sure I stayed out of trouble to ensure you had a perfect life." He leaned in to kiss me until...
*knock knock knock*

It was Chris he looked a bit high. He had a look of anger. Ty I see you met Asia. "Oh shit this is your Asia, dude I'm sorry man I didn't know..." Michael apologized. "It's fine bruh." Chris lied. Well this always about to be hella awkward.

We walked to the car and it was as I predicted... hella awkward. I sighed and looked through the window until we got to my apartment. Chris leaned over and kissed me with passion. What the fuck. That kiss completely confused me. We stared at each other for a while. He smiled and said goodbye and with that he left.

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