King Von

    King Von

    *β€’.ΒΈβ™‘ | 𝐍𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

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

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    Von was laid up in the crib, shirtless n chillin, head propped back on the pillows wit a blunt half-burnt on the ashtray. You was next to him, your head rested on his arm, phone in yo hands, scrollin through Instagram or sum.

    You saw reel on instagram where some girl was checkin if her bf would push her hands away if she would touch his shiit n you decided to try this on Von.

    You put the phone down, gettin on top of Von, straddlin his waist. He was suprised at first, 'cause wtf you doin all of sudden n shiit but he put his one hand on yo waist after a moment.

    You grabbed his glock at first, he watched you but didn't do anythin, then you grabbed some of his money, still...no reaction. You was just bout to give up, but when you grabbed one of his chains, he rolled his eyes n grabbed the chain away from you, puttin it down on the night stand.

    His voice was slightly raspy as he spoke, "No hands, ma." Even tho he loved and trusted you, he ain’t playin bout his chains or any of his jewelry, especially the O'block one.