When highly regarded art conservator Elana Monroe meets global music superstar Chris Brown, their worlds collide in a whirlwind of passion, jealousy, and public scrutiny. Amidst court battles and career challenges, they must navigate their contrasti...
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"Zadi?! Who house is this?!" I said as my mouth hang open in shock.
"Welcome to me casa." Zadi said with a smile as he got out the car.
"You been holding out on us!" Paris said as she hopped out the car.
"I just got this crib 5 months ago. As soon as I touched down in LA, I was working. Shit I'm barely here and when I am, I'm sleep." Zadi grabbed our things and we walked to the front door.
"Oh don't worry, Paris gon turn us up while we here." I said as we walked into the beautiful home.
"Hell yea but we not getting sloppy like we used to do in college. I don got too old for that." Paris said, as she walked away. "But give us a tour."
"Ight let's do it." Zadi clapped his hands and rubbed them together.
Later that night
"Paris, what in the hell are you wearing?" I asked with my eyebrow raised.
"Girl, it's a nightclub. I should be asking you what the hell you wearing?" I walked over to the mirror in her room and looked at my outfit.
"What's wrong with it?" I looked at my black leather pants and black bodysuit. "It's cute and classy.
"Go put on that dress you packed." Paris said with her hands on her hip.
"Are you sure? I feel like-"
"Go put it on girl. Zadi already texted seeing where we were at." I rolled my eyes and went back to my room to change my clothes. Once I was done, I met Paris in the living room. "See!! Now THATS what I'm talking about!"
"Am I sexy?" I said as I did a few poses.
"As HELL! Now let's go, Zadi got a car outside waiting on us."
"Damn, took y'all long enough." Zadi yelled as we hugged.
"Where the drinks at?" Paris asked.
"This yall area, imma have waitresses come check on every like 15 to 30 minutes. Drinks on me tonight."
"I know that's right!" I yelled and Zadi laughed before walking away.
Slow down, grab the wall wiggle like you trynna make yo ass fall off hella thick I wanna smash them all, now speed up gas pedal
Paris and I danced to the music as the club got packed by the second. I couldn't do too much dancing or my lil booty cheeks would be exposed.
"Oh my God, girl look!" Paris said as she pointed at a person who was a few feet from us.
"Well who am I looking at? It's hella people in here."
"Girl, Trey Songz." I scanned around and finally spotted him. "Should I go over there?"
