Sloan's POV-
Farah and I arrived at the same time and walked in.
"What do you mean they're apart of the will." I said worriedly.
"WHERE THE BOYS AT?" Farah said running around the house.
Lora and I followed Farah into the kitchen to only see 2 out of the 3 guys she was talking about. One who was flipping through images on his camera and the other who was typing on his lap top. The one on his lap top looked at me and quickly got up.
"No fucking way. Nathan's daughter is Sloan?" He said in shock.
I giggled and said, "The one and only,"
He walked to me and shook my hand. "My name is Johnny Cooper. I'm a young producer whom every famous person wants to buy from. I know you write your own music as well as others. I've been trying to get into contact with you on Instagram to work with you but you never responded."
"My e-mail is in my bio. I check that more than social media. But since you're already here, I could just give you my number." I said smiling.
His eyes grew wide quickly as he gave me his phone. I put my number in the phone and he kissed it.
"God you're so beautiful." He mumbled then walked away.
As the girls laughed, the other guys got up and smiled. "I'm Levi Reginald. Photographer. I've done a couple photos for your sister Farah here." He said calmly.
"I see you're a fan." Farah said winking at him.
"I'm not, I was just doing my job. In all honesty, you're pretty stuck up and get bitchy at times. Which I'm confused by because Lora has been nice since we got here and I met Sloan 5 seconds ago and I know she's a kind girl. If you want 'fans' try treating them like Sloan does with hers." He said professionally.
He smiled at her and resumed looking at his camera.
"Well who is the last dude." I asked.
"Believe it or not but he's the dude I work with." Lora said.
"Some times I wish I could make as much money as Darius at that age." Johnny said.
"You guys aren't rich?" Farah asked.
"Well yeah we're rich, just not wealthy. Him and his dad helped jumpstart are careers. Now we're all successful." Levi said while editing his photos.
"I see." Farah said.
"Well incase you're looking for Darius, he probably went to get food. He owes us pizza." Johnny said in a cheerful tone.
"Girls go ahead and pick your rooms. Sloan first because she owns the place." Lora said while texting.
I left to go find my room. I didn't realize how many bedrooms this house hand. Overall, I was still confused. Why are these guys here? I walked into an elegant black and white room and fell in love immediately.
The maids brought my bags in and I sat on the bed looking outside the window. I then heard a phone ring and immediately felt it was Farah. "Farah, I already chose this room man." I said irritatedly and I opened the door. I jaw dropped as soon as I saw who it was. This man was tall, built, and handsome. He looked down at me and tightened the towel on his waist. All I seen was his v-line. I couldn't help to look.
"May I help you?" He said in a husky voice.
I cleared my throat and said, "Excuse me but you're in my room."
"Wrong room miss." He said.
"I don't believe I've formally introduced myself. I'm-," he interrupted me and said, "Well I'm Darius Johnson and I could care less about who you are."

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Young and Successful
RomansaWhen Sloan's parents died, she never expected them to pass down their mansion to her. She also never expected that in order to claim it and the money she also inherited, her older sisters Lora and Farah have to live with her for one year. Not only t...