King Von

    King Von

    *β€’.ΒΈβ™‘ | 𝐆π₯𝐚𝐫𝐞

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

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    πŸ“ 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬π“ͺ𝓰𝓸, π“ž'𝓑𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴

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    Walking through O’Block with you, Von stayed a step behind, his eyes sharp on everybody that even glanced your way. His presence was heavy, the kind that made folks think twice before trying something. Hands in his hoodie, he gave a glare cold enough to shut down any slick thoughts they might’ve had.

    When one dude stared too long, Von leaned in close to you, his voice low and steady. β€œThey already know what it is if they try somethin’.”