Eleven

ONIX’S POV

Sitting elegant in my car.

Placing my hands on my wheel.

A brief silence in the air.

“This isn’t the way to my house.” Gigi spoke, looking at my eyes.

Curiosity written all over her face.

“Wait and see sweet.” I muttered.

Turning my wheel to the left again.

Driving down the street with a full speed

Getting to a halt in front of a big building.

I stooped the car.

Alighting from the car, I picked up my black card .

“Let’s go in babe.” I said.

Outstretching my hands.

Placing them at the back of her neck.

She did as I ordered.

Walking towards the entrance.

Three men were standing there.

Dressed in black from head to toe.

“ Kindly place forward your ID.” A man said.

I did as they requested.

Placing it forward to show him.

“Move in sir.” He said, bowing his head in a respectful manner.

He must have seen my name.

Onix jackson.

The heir of La Vince company.

My dad, Griffin jackson.

A great icon.

The founder of La Vince.

One of the largest entertainment industry.

I stepped in.

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