King Yelly's jaw clenched tightly as he stared down from the balcony.
Below him, Twenty's section had completely stolen the atmosphere of the nightclub.
Women who were supposed to be in his section were now laughing around another man. His own bodyguard was seated with the opps drinking liquor like he belonged there.
And worst of all...
That pale bastard sitting beside Twenty kept smiling at him like this entire situation was amusing.
King Yelly slowly rose to his feet.
The women around him immediately noticed the shift in his expression and instinctively moved aside.
The rapper adjusted the heavy diamond chains hanging around his neck before speaking coldly.
"Come."
Four large men immediately followed behind him as he headed downstairs.
The moment people noticed him moving toward Twenty's section, the atmosphere inside the nightclub shifted again.
Phones immediately came out.
People started whispering loudly.
"Ooh shit."
"They finna crash out."
