*Modern SmokeStack twins*
Summary: Chyenne King, the daughter of the notorious Joseph "Supreme" King. Unaware of her father's wrongdoing makes her fall in the hands of someone dangerous. Now she's finding out who the SmokeStack Twins are in the least expected way.
Growing up in one of the wealthiest towns in Maryland never made Chyenne question what her father did. As a matter of fact, she didn't know what he did, not even her mother. As long as she had a car and could shop, she didn't care. But not knowing what he does for a living put her in danger. He thought keeping his family out of Chicago wasn't going to make them a target.
Chyenne loved daily shopping. Today, she didn't feel like going to a big place, so she decided to hit up Dior in D.C. before heading to her college class. While going through the racks of clothes, a whiff of strong Oud hit her. The gentleman walking past her smelled so good. She had to see what he looked like.
He had a dress shirt, slacks, and grillz that made him stand out. He looked like money, something Cheyenne never found at Howard (too snobby for boys). Yes, she's a picky person when it comes to men, and this man was her type. He looks a little older, but not that much. While in awe, he flashes her a smile. Showing his grills.
"Hey, sweetheart, you see something you like?" Stack says, looking at her over the racks. "Ohhh....ummm.." Lost for words is what described her.
"No need to be shy, I think you are beautiful too." He slightly moves toward her. "Thank you, but I'm far from shy," Chyenne slightly snaps back while grabbing the item she wanted.
As she goes to the counter, she feels his presence. "You following me?" She scoffed. "I ain't following you gurl. Just tryna check my stuff out." He says, furrowing his brows. "Whatever," Chyenne says, ringing up her stuff and leaving to head to class.
Chyenne thought nothing of her interaction with the gentleman in the red hat. The only thing she could think of was how good he looked and smelled. When a man smells good, they spark her interest. However, she shrugs her head, trying to stop thinking about him. She needs to focus on her calculus notes at the moment.
However, you friend JoJo knocked you out of your daydream. "Girl what the hell you thinking about, the class has been dismissed" He laughed at you.
"Gurl- you wouldn't even imagine, so there's this guy I met in the store." Chyenne exclaimed. "Lemme guess, you meet him in Hermes" JoJo rolled his eyes. "No...for your information, I met him in Dior and he was so fione." Chyenne said grabbing her stuff and heading out the building.
"So what did he look like?" JoJo questioned Chyenne while heading to their cars. "He had..." Chyenne's words were cut off by seeing him parked right beside their cars. "Gurl...that's him right there" Chyenne stops in her track. "Him?" JoJo asked. "Yes Gurl" she exclaimed. "Damn he's fine, and he go to HU! Girl you gotta get yo man" JoJo pressed Chyenne.
"Nah, I'm good" Chyenne smiled shyly. "Gurl we going over there" JoJo grabbed Chyenne's hand and walked towards Stack.
"Hey, you go to Howard?" JoJo asked Stack. He slightly nodded while checking you out. "Well there's a party tonight and we wanna know you gonna come?" JoJo spoke. "Fo sho, I'll be there" Stack flashed Chyenne a smile.
Oh...boy. Now you got to shop more.
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