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No doubt that everyone was in awe whenever they saw you in the club.
Your beauty and confidence always made you get anything you want whether that be money, purses, men, whatever. You are fine and you know it, everyone does. There were even times you got compared to female celebrities.
Peopleβs heads turn just to take a glimpse of your exuding power, it was both admirable and intimidating. You were never the type to stay, always hustling to get what you want.
Every woman wanted to be you and every man wanted be with you.
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As usual, you were at the club with the crew, celebrating your 25th birthday. A friend of a friend, Cade was there, sitting down next to you.
You didnβt know him that much, but he was always around. You would be lying if you said he didnβt intrigued you.
He was rolling a blunt before lighting it up. He takes a puff of it, blowing the smoke to the side as he looked at you.
βShii. . . Y/N, when you gonβ let me hit?β He said with a slight smirk, leaning against the cushion. Music continues to blast throughout the club, lights flashing.