Chapter 62

**three weeks later**

DRAKE-

Maliah and I made it to New York City mid day. Ever since the night Leilani and I broke up, she's been around more. I don't mind her company at the moment, mainly because she fills the empty space that I've been feeling lately.

"Can we go out to dinner tonight?" Maliah asked as we pulled our luggage into my Presidential Suite

"After the concert, if that's cool," I shrugged

"Ok babe," she parked her luggage and laid down on the bed

"We still have some time to kill, anything you want to do?"

"Take me shopping!" she smiled

"''Ight, let me go change."

***

Paparazzi followed us around as we went from store to store. It's something I'm not use to yet, but to Maliah it was nothing.

That makes me wonder who the other niggas she's been with are.

"Baby, lets go into Chanel!" she grabbed my hand

Purses, shoes, and dresses, the total ended up being 15K, I don't even spend that much money on my damn self! Ain't that some shit.

Walking out of the store we were followed again,

"Drake! Where's Leilani?! I thought you were on the verge of making her your wife?!" One of the paps shouted to me

Its crazy how she hasn't even been in the publics eye, but they know about her, I guess I spoke too soon.

"Maliah, what happened to you and Juicy J?! Is that a ring on your finger?!" Another one asked

Juicy J? The fuck.

**

After wrapping up my first performance here in NYC, I quickly got dressed and had my driver pick up Maliah.

She insisted that she would meet me there instead of coming to the show and riding with me.

Getting to Delmonico's, one of the nicest restaurants in NYC, I had it rented out so we could enjoy our dinner without any interruptions.

"Hey," I smiled as I sat down next to her

"Hey baby," she pecked my lips "How was the show?" she poured me a glass of champagne

"Good, I wish you could've came." I lied

"I'll be at the next one babe."

"You order already?"

"I did, I got you the steak," she started kissing on my neck

"Sounds good... Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," she whispered in my ear

"How many rappers you been with?"

"Only four," she nippled on my ear

Only?

She started unbuttoning my jeans, trying to get me started up.

There was a large crash in the kitchen, catching us both off guard.

Two large men wearing ski masks approached us,

"Give us everything thing you got!" One of them pulled a gun out and pointed it directly in my face

My heart racing as my mind was acting too slow to comprehend, I quickly took off my chains and Rolex.

One of them forcefully reached in my pocket and grabbed my wallet.

"Call the cops, and I swear to god I'll kill you," he spat "I know what hotel you're staying at."

They ran off, leaving me in a state of shock. I looked to my left and Maliah was no long sitting by me.

I can't believe I let this happen.

**

One thing they didn't take from me is my phone, fortunately.

Having bodyguards is a need from now on.

I called my driver around and he dropped me off at the hotel. The receptionist gave me a new key, and I made my way up to my room.

My mind was still in a million palaces as I unlocked the door, all of my luggage was gone, along with Maliahs.

She set this whole shit up!

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LEILANI-

I slowly opened up my eyes to the sound of my phone ringing, who the fuck is calling me at 1 in the morning?

"Hello?" I yawned

"Did you fuck him?" Aubrey slurred on the other line

"Aubrey? Are you drunk right now?" I sat up

"Answer the question Leilani!" he snapped at me

"No Aubrey, I didn't! Answer my question, have you been drinking?"

"Yea," he cried "I need you right now, are you down to listen to me?"

I've never heard him in a state like this,

"Baby what's wrong?"

"I fucked up Leilani."~