Kehlani 070 Shake Novels & Stories

You wrap around me and you give me life And that’s why night after night I’ll be lovin’ you right Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Seven days a week Every hour every minute every second You know night after night I’ll be lovin’ you right Seven days a week Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Seven days a week Every hour every minute every second You know night after night I’ll be lovin’ you right Seven days a week [Latto] Tightly take control Tightly take his soul Take your phone and put it in the camera roll Leave them clothes at the door What you waiting for, better

I know that for the next few days I won’t be able to wear those shoes, I’ll have to wear flip flops and hope rocks don’t wiggle their way between the shoe and my foot. The sound of nails scratch on my tent, “hey, babes. How was the walk?” Kehlani’s voice hits my ears. I unzip my tent and crawl out with my flip flops on and a new, fresh white shirt. “Oh my! He got you high?” She giggles. I shrug, feeling caught red handed, “I only took a couple puffs, but I’m starving,” I drag out, trying to make my point of starvation very clear. She laughs, grabbing my arm and hooking it with hers, “I’ll make you something.”

He was already pushing open the glass door to the corridor when I called out, “Mr. Chase!” Everyone in the room turned to face me but I wasn't bothered. I hurriedly made my way to his side, clutching my folder to my chest. “I just… Thank you. Thank you for giving me a chance, I really appreciate it.” I muttered, holding his hand. For a brief second, those piercing eyes met mine. Up close, they were even more devastating. They were icy, calm, yet hiding something dangerous underneath. Without warning, he shook off my hand. “Kehlani ,” he called, leaning closer until his voice dropped to a low murmur that brushed against my ear. “You didn’t merit the job.”

No, tell me no, no, no, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Baby, come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo. Io-lo-love You got whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa Shawty, Come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo. "lo-lo-lo-love hmm

she cooed in a baby voice. "Done," Kevin agreed and pulled out his wallet, counting the bills. In that moment, the DJ started playing a song in the background by Lil Wayne and Fat Joe; I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!), Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the Terror Got a hand full of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!) I make it rain on them hoes (2×) As the song played, blasting from the speakers, Monique started to dance, going over to shake her ass for Kevin.

Kehlani was wearing a customized Billie Eilish gown, her hair packed up in a messy bun. It was quite easy to spot the new bruises on Kehlani’s body, and she was holding her waist more often than usual, so there definitely was a wound there. She has only been home for a day, yesterday and that evil man already did this much damage. If not for the promise she made to Kehlani, she’d have that man rot in jail like he deserves. “Are you listening to me? Two attempts and those rascals managed to drag it both into the mud. I can’t stand it anymore” Kehlani said all at once, out of breath.

He only stopped once they were in the middle. Claire looked around, saw people dancing, and gritted her teeth. "Come on, let loose, okay?" Asher told her. "And speaking of letting loose, let's start with this." His hands went around her neck and above to her hair. He held the bun that tied it in place and pulled it away, freeing her hair. "Here, you look so much better like this," he said. Claire, who had always tied her hair up when leaving the house, found herself feeling uncomfortable. However, she left it down and stared at him as he began to dance, shaking his waist.

Ab dil karta hai haule haule se, main toh khud ko gale lagaun (My heart wants me to softly hug myself) Kisi aur ki mujhko zaroorat kya, main toh khud se pyaar jataun (I don't want anyone else, I'll express my love to myself) What's my name (x3) My name is Sheila Sheila ki jawani (The prime youth of Sheila) I'm too sexy for you Main tere haath na aani (I won't ever come into Your hands) No no no Sheila Sheila ki jawani (The prime youth of Sheila) I'm too sexy for you Main tere haath na aani (I won't ever come into Your hands) O no no Sheila Sheila ki jawani (The prime youth of Sheila) I'm too sexy for you Main tere haath na aani (I won't ever come into Your hands) Sheila Sheila ki jawani (The

by Kesha. I don't need you or your brand-new Benz Or your bougie friends I don't need love, looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds I'ma get, get (get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy) I'ma get, get (get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, oh!) You can't imagine the immensity of the fuck I'm not giving about your money And manservant and the mansion you live in And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in…...