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"They know that we're watching them

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"They know that we're watching them." Willy spoke to his dad as he stepped into his office. Will frowned as he looked into his eyes. "Sloane stepped to me. Acting like that clown ass nigga Andre was her man." He scoffed setting down a duffle bag on the desk.

Will grabbed it unzipping it. He looked over the stacks of money inside. "I told you not to do this tonight."

"Them niggas are at the fight. They not worried about us." Willy shrugged. "It's best to get shit like that done when they not paying attention." He walked over to bar grabbing a glass.

London looked over her stepson and rolled her eyes. "We were in the middle of talking." She spoke.

"Baby that can wait. This is important. Are you sure about Kendra?" He looked into her eyes. "Andre didn't turn out to be what we needed. With him under Vincent, I have to be careful with the next move I make."

"What is Vincent going to do when he doesn't have his family backing him? He's the black sheep. Kendra already confirmed he's fucking with them. That girl don't play about her job, ever. I told you about the secret articles she has put up."

"This ain't about that stupid ass magazine." Jr shot at her. "So what if the bitch can write. That's what she was hired to do. This is completely different. I don't even know why you're trusting her with this much information." He looked to his dad.

"London has always been down for the cause. She made one mistake Willy, relax." His dad chuckled shaking his head. "She wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Her life is counting on it." He looked at London who lowered her eyelids.

"I'm going to excuse myself." She scoffed as she rose from her seat. "I'm meeting with Kendra. She's upset about something and asked me to come and talk to her."

"Go with her Willy."

"I don't need a guard. She'll look at me crazy for bringing him with me." London frowned.

"Seeing as though we're around the same age, I'm sure she'll just see me as your man." Willy licked his lips. He mumbled something under his  before downing the rest of his drink.

"What was that?" London asked as she grabbed her Chanel bag from the back of her seat.

"You're good at making shit up. I'm sure you can explain me." Willy smirked setting the glass down. He walked around her and London looked to Will who only shrugged. She rolled her eyes as she followed after his son.

"What the fuck is your problem with me?" London asked once they were out of Will's hearing range. "Your always pushing at me like I did something wrong. I can't help that me and your father fell in love." 

"Is that what it is?" Willy looked her over. "I brought you in as a friend. Next thing I know your claiming me as your step son. That's fucking sick London." 

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