"I know that's not Dynasty who just left." Duke said coming into Devon's house unannounced as always, invading Devons room like there's no door. Devon wasn't really bothered. Duke was like his son in a way so certain things he could get away with.
"Yea man I had to blow off some steam from last night."
"Intruders make you horny?" Duke asked now confused.
"Man shutup." Devon laughed throwing a pillow at Duke.
"I'm just saying. I thought you would've kept Zoë company. Kinda flaw bro." Duke said shaking his head.
"Look who's talking." Devon smirked.
"I have a heart Devon." Duke said in a joking manner.
"Whatever, it ain that deep." Devon replied.
"I know, cause I stayed with Zoë last night." Duke smirked.
"What?" Devon said with a serious look.
"It is that deep... and I'm just fuckin wit you. Chill." Duke laughed.
"Aight fine truth is I ain stay cause I would've fucked. You know how shit go. Laying next to women turn into cuddling, cuddling turns into hard dick, hard dick means..."
"Somebody daughter getting fucked." The boys said finishing Devon's explanation in unison slapping hands.
"You know how this go bruh, plus she vulnerable. I ain gon take advantage like that." Devon confessed.
"Well, When you put it that way I can't really blame you, but vulnerable pussy Da best pussy! Duke shrugged "But what happen after I left since yeen Fuck nun." Duke asked.
"Nothin, she just put the ice pack on my eye, we talked for a lil bit, then I left." Devon nonchalantly explained shrugging.
"Awww. Zoë sound like she care." Duke teased.
"Shutup, but thats why I couldn't fuck her. I know how I am with females. I would've fucked her and came home right after. I can't sleep in the same bed as a female. They catch feelings. Want to be up under you 24/7, double texting, calling three times a day, na I need my space." Devon explained.
"You right. I don't even let bitches spend the night. Fuck and go." Duke said.
"I hate to interrupt y'all heartless conversation but Devon I need sugar for my tea. Do you have any." Zoë casually asked.
"Uh yea. Downstairs." Devon said scratching his head looking nervous wondering how much Zoë heard.
"It's wrong to eavesdrop." Duke said to Zoë playfully.
"Boy please. The stripper was nice by the way." Zoë smiled going down the steps messing with the boys head.
"She spoke to you?" Devon asked Zoë.
"Yea. She only said good morning. Calm down." Zoë laughed. "I swear guys are so dramatic."
"Wait. So you not mad?" Duke asked following Zoë to the kitchen.
"About a female showing common courtesy?No." Zoë responded reaching for the sugar on the top shelf.
Duke got the sugar for her while Devon was still upstairs.
"Not necessarily. I'm talking about...
"D on the D?" Zoë said meaning "Dynasty on the dick." Devon is grown. He can do as he please. I'm here to get myself together not get together with Devon." Zoë said clearing up all confusion cause she knew the guys thought she'd be jealous of Dynasty. She really didn't care. Devon wasn't her significant other so she felt what he did behind closed doors was none of her concern. She got a house and a record deal without having sex and she didn't ask for it but she was appreciative for that.
"Oh. You tough." Duke said.
"If you say so." Zoë giggled leaving the house going to hers.
"Ion think she cares that Dynasty was here." Duke said coming back into Devon's room.
"She doesn't? Devon said.
"Yea. She literally wasn't phased at all. It's weird." Duke said.
Devon smiled. "I kinda like that."
Duked laughed. "You and Zoë weird."
"She attracts me without trying. Feel me?" Devon explained.
"No cause I fuck bitches who wanna fuck and got cars to leave. Zoë ain got no car." Duke said
"Man shut-up. We just chillin. Ima just be DMaster and keep fuckin the baddest bitches in the A!" He said slapping hands with Duke.
"You ain never lied about that. But if you were to fuck her. I wouldn't blame you. Zoë one of yo baddest bitches and I don't just mean physical appearance." Duke said then left
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Zoë: Players Prayer
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