"Let them," she said, a dangerous spark in her eyes. "If loving the chaos makes us the bad guys... then I’m happy to plead ."
The trio moved to a secluded booth in the back, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and unspoken intentions. Ferg leaned back, tossing a set of keys onto the table. "I’ve got the penthouse prepped. No cameras, no questions. Just the music and the mess we’re about to make." Sevyn Streeter, Chris Brown, A$AP Ferg - Guilty
"You're late," Chris said, his voice cutting through the heavy bass as she approached. "Let them," she said, a dangerous spark in her eyes
"Trouble found us both," Ferg laughed, slapping Chris on the shoulder before turning his attention to Sevyn. "The city’s talking, Sev. They say the three of us in one room is a hazard to the peace." "The city’s usually right," Sevyn whispered. Ferg leaned back, tossing a set of keys onto the table
Before he could respond, the heavy velvet curtain to their left snapped open. stepped through, draped in a floor-length faux fur and enough gold to light up the room. He didn't walk; he glided, the energy in the room shifting toward him like a magnetic north.
