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𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐄 𝟶𝟶:𝟶𝟸:𝟸𝟺
"Paige! You got a visitor!" Khavo huffed silently, placing his newspaper down on the soft grey blanket that aligned with his bed. The young man stood to his feet and walked over to his cell door.
He stood there waiting until the door began to be unlocked and he was immediately cuffed before the disconnected air from outside of his cell hit the air 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 of his cell.
He was then escorted out and towards the stairs, he genuinely hated that he was on the second floor of the cell block because it only made it harder for him to get down the stairs being cuffed up.
Khavo watched the movement of his feet as he took step by step down the stairs. He felt a tap on his shoulder making him look over at the guard that hovered by him, the officer held an expression of irritation but it didn't faze Khavo not a bit.
If only they cuffed him before he had to walk down the stairs.
"Paige! Let's go!" The officers man handled him towards the exit. Khavo's face which was already straightened turned into a deep mug.
"Mane, yall get this shit off me then I'll move a lil faster. Fuck wrong wit em'"
They were out the cell block and going to the visitors room. Khavo had no plans on seeing anybody today, he didn't even know there was anybody that even cared enough to visit him.
He never had any visitors and barely any calls. The last call he had was the one with his little sister and that didn't last too long.
He knew where he stood with everybody in his life. They were going to be back when he got out because they knew he had something to provide for them but while he was inside, nobody was there.
He never really cared though because he knew how to play it when it came down to it. Everybody around him knew he was nonchalant about a lot of things but his feelings...don't play with them.
Folks come around when it's beneficial for them, we been learned the game.
Khavo was led into the interrogation room and sat down in the cold metal chair. The sharp coldness hitting his back, sending a slight tingle down his spine.
He faced the young and pretty girl once again. He shook his head in a slight defeat, he could already tell that she was going to put up a fight. It was going to be hard for him to tell her no aswell.
He could only hold back for some long, her demeanor was so captivating even with her being submissive.
Eventually he was going to give in. He didn't even know her that long and could already tell his intentions.
