The man at the top is one of the people you can picture Khalil being (he sooo finnnneeee😩 just saying)
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Destiny
I knew it was a bad idea to come knowing for a fact I could've been eating popcorn and watching season four of empire, I could really go for some cookie lion right about now. But instead I had to talk to a bunch of people I didn't even know while they go Gugu gaga over my dress and my skin saying how unique I am. And how I'm beautiful for a brown skin black woman. These old crinkly white ladies gripping onto their husbands for dear life, as most men lick their lips, staring at me.
"Oh Mr. King is so lucky to have a beauty like you I'm sure you have many great techniques between you and I my wife is lacking "One gentleman spoke out. I saw his wife hit him on the arm. Glaring at me. Don't get me wrong. I love attention, but definitely not from these men.
I was looking around for Khalil ,and he was nowhere to be found, as I was trying to make my way through the crowd I bumped into someone. Almost tripping and falling on my dress, but was thankfully caught by another man that looked down at me in disgust. I tried to thank him, but he only looked more angry at me.
As I got a good look at the man, he resembled Khalil the only big difference being his turning gray hair and his green eyes. I'm not usually into older men. But Damn, he looks fine. If I wasn't engaged, I wouldn't mind showing him a few things and why melanin is just the Way to go.
Bringing me away from my thoughts I felt an arm slither around my waist. "I see you've met my father Mia more." Of course, it was his father no wonder he looks so damn fine. "You only speak Italian with me, son"
Of course he also knows Italian but why has he never said anything.
Breaking me from my thoughts he continued, "And what are you doing with this little black whore? I told you Bianka would make a lovely bride. But this monkey won't do you any good"
