𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟲ATTENDING B3Cigar Lounge's grand opening was always in her plans—although she hid that from De himself—wanting it to be a surprise. But once he caught her out on the black carpet, taking a few photos upon entry, the surprise was over. She was fine with it especially with how handsome and dapper he looked. De stayed at the door, angling his head and milking in her beauty while tugging at his chin hair.
Wyze waved at the press before sauntering over toward him in her Rene Caovilla Omega snake wrap stilettos in Lambskin leather gold. The thousand dollar pair of sandals by the Italian shoe designer was paired with the chocolate brown dress with velvet fabric, skinny straps and a cowl neckline. The gold brass clutch was held in her right hand.
"What happen to ya schedule being jam-packed?" he asked once her being reached him.
"I never said with what," Wyze curled her lips into a soft smile.
"Hmm," he hummed, pulling open the door for the beauty.
Wyze appreciated his chivalry, walking into the black-and-gold decor cigar lounge full of bodies—the inside and outside—but breathable and the guests not packed in like sardines. She admired the designer, noting they took their precious time on creating and renovating the space.
A couple celebrity guests Wyze knew, greeting them on the pursuit to the bar which De led her to. Three bartenders were behind the bar, making drinks and taking orders all in one breath.
Wyze had her a seat on the square stool and De stood beside her. The bar tender came up to them immediately.
"What can I get for you two?" the female bartender asked, placing black merch coasters in front of the two.
"Fix us up my drink: De Hennessy." he ordered, and the bartender nodded.
"De Hennessy huh?" Wyze held her gaze on him, "Came up with you a cock-tail drink?"
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GANGSTA REFLECTION
General FictionBOOK #7 || De'Aundre Booker balancing life in modern day society after years in prison.