Pass Down The Throne

Chapter 9: Be My Plus One? "Part 2"

Orlando Kent POV
"Where this nigga at?" I smacked my teeth as I sipped my drink.

Just then, Omarion walked into the restaurant with this nigga. I furrowed my brows a little. I've never seen this guy before. Once Omarion walked over to us, we stood up and slapped hands with him.

"Ey guys, this is Charles Spellman. He's my new neighbour but he moved a few streets away. He's a cool nigga, I chilled with him the first day he moved out next to me." Omarion said.

"Wassup, I'm Omarion's brother, Orlando." I shook hands with him.

"Charles." He spoke.

"Tyrone but people call me Ty, people I fuck with.." Ty said sternly.

"Wassup Tyrone." Charles shook his hand.

"Kenyon." Kenyon introduced himself.

We sat down and we sat there in silence. I looked at Ty and he gave me a look. There was something off about this nigga but I didn't know what.

"I thought we were gonna talk about business, not sit here in silence." Omarion said.

"Yeah we can't know." Kenyon said in a 'duh' tone.

"A'ight." Omarion laid back in his seat.

"So, what do y'all work as?" Charles asked.

"..." We all looked at each other in absolute silence.

"We own a business, drug business." Ty said.

"Nice, nice." He nodded his head.

"How about you?" I questioned.

"I'm a businessman." He answered.

"What'd you sell?" Kenyon picked up his glass of sprite.

"I sell clothes. I had a store back in Wisconsin, I sold the shop and moved her with my daughter." He explained.

"So you staying here for good?" Omarion looked at him.

"Hopefully." He nodded his head.

Romain Kent POV
I stood in the corner as I bopped my head to the music with Johan. I then noticed Jazmine swaying her hips to the beat. I looked at Johan and he smirked. She turned around and smiled at me. I guess she noticed that I was looking at her. She whispered something to her friends and they waved at her. Walking past, she gave me a smile. I went after her but I lost her in the crowd of people. I finally made it out of the house and Jazmine was there waiting for a cab.

"Jazmine?" I called out her name.

"Hey." She smiled.

"How you doing? You look good tonight." I smiled back.

"What, I don't look good everyday?" She raised a brow.

"N-nah.." I scratched the back of my head.

"I'm kidding." She laughed.

"You heading home?" I questioned.

"Yeah, it's kinda boring here. All people are doing here is dancing, smoking weed and you know what." She nodded her head.

"Well, you got a ride?" I raised my brow.

"Nope. You trying to take me home?" She folded her arms.

"If you want me to." I shrugged as I smiled.

"Alright, yeah you can take me home.".

We walked to my car and got inside. I put my seatbelt on then started the car and drove to where she directed me. I switched on the radio and Marvin Gaye's Let's Get It On started to play.