Sunday Evening
The Heights
6pm

"What do you mean you have something to do tonight Krish?" I asked her upset about the fact that she wouldn't be on time to my promotional dinner.

"Yara I'll be there if I can, but I can't make you any promises." Rolling my eyes I hung up on her.

Everything that she's had since I've been here I've bought most of the items, set up, decorated, cooked, and most of all never forgot to be there.

"It's okay Yaralynn, she might actually be busy this time. She never just cancels." Alexus said with Savannah in cahoots.

Deciding to take my mind off it all I began to do my make up but not too long before I heard my doorbell sound.

Walking to the front I opened my door to see Kris standing there with a enormous boquet of red roses.

"Oh my gosh thank you!" I smiled grabbing them from him leading him inside.

"Krish told you?" I asked him and he nodded before handing me over a diamond necklace.

"This is from Krish, she was pretty upset that she probably wouldn't be able to make it tonight." He told me attempting to leave but I had him by the hand.

"You got somewhere to be?" I asked him opening up a bit more.

"Later with Krish, but right now I got a little bit of time." He told me walking into my room, sitting his gun and his phone down on the countertop of my bathroom.

I continued my makeup feeling him rub my backside with his big soft hands.

Hurrying up, I finished the last bit of my makeup.

I turned around going in for a kiss only to notice a hickie.

Clearing my throat I sat up looking away, no I couldn't be upset but I damn sure wouldn't be fucking behind other women.

Noticing my attempt, he attempted to kiss me but I turned my head.

"You should get going." I stepped down  from the counter hearing his phone vibrate heavily.

Looking down I noticed a pretty light skinned girls picture.

"You should answer, and next time don't ever come to my house trying to fuck me after fucking on the next female." I told him

"I don't know what you're used to, but I don't play those type of games."

And with that I went over to my vanity and began oiling my body.

"Yaralynn we're single."

"Okay, and I'm very content with that statement sir, I'd just rather not share the energy from another female because you're in your prime." I told him never looking up.

His face softened understanding what I said.

"I'm sorry mama, I ain't ever mean to disrespect you like that in your home." I nodded looking at the door.

"I ain't even hit the bitch, she gave me hickie trying to get me up but I couldn't get hard for her without thinking of you."

"Since you I haven't had anybody grip me like you. I've been craving you like crazy." He told me giving me butterflies but I wasn't dumb.

"I understand, but I don't share penis that causes way too many problems." I told him standing up dropping my robe walking over to my dresser.

"I'm not trying to make you share, you're the one curving a nigga." He stressed.

I grabbed my feminine wipes wiping up the mess I created moments ago from being turned on my him.

"I'm curving you because you're a player." I told him stepping into my gown filling it completely.

I wore a black backless pleated dress, and a pair of six inch stilettos.

Grabbing the necklace that Krish bought me off my vanity's top, Kris stood behind me wrapping it around my neck.

"You know all you gotta do is say the word and I'll cut all of these hoes off." He said clasping the beautiful diamond necklace, before holding my waist.

"You're grown Kris, when the time is right for you, you'll do what's best for you." I fixed my hair a bit before looking back at him.

"You look beautiful." He complimented .

"Thank you."

I walked back over to my vanity looking for perfume for a moment before finally deciding grabbing my Gucci Guilty spraying a few pumps.

"What I gotta do to cuff you?" He asked me.

Looking back at him I laughed walking over to him."

"What type of question was that? See typical players behavior.

"Go take care of your business Kross." And with that I walked out of my room back towards the front door.

His time was up.