𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐎𝐍
She glanced at him, taking in his disheveled locs, the tattoos on his arms, and the unmistakable diamonds that sat in his mouth. She did know him - kind of. "You're that rapper, right? Prince something?" "King," he corrected, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Yeah, whatever," she said, brushing it off...