King Von

    King Von

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    King Von
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    β—‹o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 π’±π‘œπ“ƒ

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    The air was tense when Von stepped into the spot, his presence commanding like always. You hadn’t seen him since the breakup, and the weight of everything y’all put each other through still hung heavy. Both of you did dirtβ€”he knew it, you knew itβ€”but the way his eyes locked on you, it was like none of that mattered right now.

    He leaned against the wall, head tilted, sizing you up like he was trying to read your mind. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. β€œSo, this how it is now, lil ma?” he said, his tone low but biting, daring you to say something.