𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 | 𝐁.𝐄

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- 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

"what is it billie eilish pirate baird o'connell?", the woman resorted back with a chuckle in the passenger seat of the car.

slightly cheering me up with her smile, i stated, " just wait, you will see".

as i drove around the neighborhood, i watched milan look outside the window in amazement which brought my mood up. although, it was dark outside, the neighborhood was lit and showcased the different variety of houses that ranged from different sizes and colors.

but in all, showcased luxury and money.

she stated in amusement, " this is so beautiful, look at the way this one is built", pointing out the window to one of the mansions.

" just like you", i resorted back, not giving a fuck about looking at no houses at the moment. i would rather take in the time to look at her right now as i was desperate for her touch.

she looked back at me, as a smile creeped on her face she conveyed, " you just find any way to compliment me don't you?"

" why wouldn't i?", i shot back, and i watched her fold. crumbling like a empty water bottle from my statement in the form of a question she couldn't answer.

she was silent, as i began to reach the end of the neighborhood. showcasing a house with a wide gate that spread from the start to the end of it.

it was black, like the one in the front, but bigger. as the top spelled out the capital letter " B ", in cursive.

this is something i rather been working on for years. ever since i started working in the music industry, releasing bigger artists into the world, i made up the time and money to afford such a beautiful home.

once i first layed eyes on it online, i began to save up for it. along with investing in getting its own personal gate built because i wanted privacy.

" oh my god", the milan said, before i went inside my glove compartment, grabbing the gate key.

i refer to it as an key, but rather it was more of a button. i pressed the button, before the gate parted ways, giving us a full preview of the house.

the people i had hired to keep it clean and lit did an amazing job. as i analyzed the house from left to right along with milan.

after coming here, and back to la several times, seeing the house at night was completely different, as it off more captivating.

i drove, following the pathway to the parking garage, that could be the same size as its own home. i looked at the amount of rooms and windows that we're beautifully decorated on the outside, with black railings along them held up by the grey and white painted walls.

the front was also well beautifully put together, with the perfectly trimmed bushes, white flowers, and lamps that trailed down the pathway to the front door.