Chapter 7: Caught up

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8|pm

Location: Quay's house

The sound of a gentle knock fills Quayvion's room

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The sound of a gentle knock fills Quayvion's room.

"None of my niggas knock, so it must be Harmony," Quayvion thought. "Come in, ma," he yells from underneath the covers in his bed.

To his surprise, the door creaks open to reveal not Harmony, but the shawty they just kidnapped. Instead of looking scared, she stands there with surprising confidence.

She walks in like she belongs, her eyes focused on him. "What the hell are you doing in my room, ma?" Quayvion asks confusion and annoyance in his voice.

 "What the hell are you doing in my room, ma?" Quayvion asks confusion and annoyance in his voice

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She doesn't flinch. A slight, daring smile appears on her lips. "We need to talk," she says calmly.

"About?" Quayvion questions with a raised eyebrow. "Wasn't Ki'sen watching you? How did you even find my room?

She shrugs, still radiating confidence. "Ki'sen got a bit too comfortable. It wasn't hard to slip past him," she replies, taking a step closer. "As for finding your room, well, let's just say I have a talent for figuring things out."

Quayvion sits up fully now, "Alright, you got my attention. What do you want to talk about?"

"Let's talk about us," she says with a lustful look in her eyes.

Quayvion is completely caught off guard by her unexpected approach. "What about us?" he asks, his tone filled with curiosity. 

"I want you," she says seductively while biting her bottom lip.

"Shawty, I'm not one to be getting off in anyone else's business, but, don't you got a man? I mean, I did just shoot that nigga in both of his feet." Quayvion states bluntly.

"Yeah, but things haven't been right between us for a while now," she replies, her voice low and intimate. "I want to create a new connection with you," she says while sexily getting onto the bed and straddling him.

"Shit, I ain't finna deny no pussy," Quayvion mumbles under his breath, giving her the green light.  Arianna's playfulness was starting to wake up his dick.

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