op·u·lent
ˈäpyələnt/Submit
adjective
adjective: opulent
ostentatiously rich and luxurious or lavish.
She was from the hood. She knew the struggle. She didn't want anybody to go through it like she did. She made it out and she wanted to help.
He wa...
I woke up and took a shower. I had my maid wash the clothes Lorenzo was wearing yesterday so he could put them on again. The only clothes he owned was the ones he was wearing and I was about to change that today. I'm taking his fine ass on a shopping spree and getting him everything he needs.
I sat on the couch in my living room scrolling through my phone waiting for Lorenzo to wake up.
I hop on Twitter and I see #CardiBPicksUpStray trending. I shook my head. No matter what the fuck I do, whether it's good or bad, these people that don't even fucking know me always have something to say. Like I can't even help a nigga out without it being a problem. I scrolled through the tweets with that hashtag and I saw photos of Lorenzo and I standing in the rain talking, then I see photos of him getting into my car. It's crazy because I don't recall seeing no fucking paparazzi. They always out here lurking and shit.
"I fucking hate these people man!" I yelled out in frustration.
"What people?" I heard a voice say from behind me.
I spun around to see Lorenzo standing behind the couch.
"Good morning to you too, nigga!" I yelled. "You scared the shit outta' me." I placed my hand on my heart.
He looked at me and burst into a fit of laughter. "Scary ass."
"I'm a G. Don't play with me, Lorenzo." I crossed my arms.
"Yeah, whatever. What was you looking at on your phone?" He said, while walking around the couch.
"Oh nothing. Don't worry about it." I ensured him. I pressed the power button to make my screen black.
I really didn't want shit people, who don't even know us, saying about him to get to his head. He is very prideful.
"Um, okay. So what's the move? You said you had plans right ?" He raised his brows.
"I do." I gestured towards his clothes. "They're clean. Get dressed."
"Aight."
I got a text from my security saying he was outside. We were headed to the mall and whenever I went somewhere that was deep with a lot of people, I had to bring my security guard , Dwayne. I told him that we'd be out in a minute.
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I went to my room to get dressed. One thing I liked about Dwayne was that he ain't ask questions and he wasn't in my business. Lorenzo and I got in the car and we were on our way to the mall.
"Get anything you want." I told Lorenzo.
"You don't have to do all of this, Marlenis."
"I know I don't have to, but I want to Lorenzo. Stop fighting me on this. I'm trying to help you."
I had to constantly keep convincing him to take my help. I did not mind though because it was evident that he didn't want anything from me.
"You don't have to go this hard for me. I can go to Ross and get a couple clothes just to have for way cheaper. We don't have to be in here." Lorenzo told me.
