A/N : let's switch it up a little. My sister x_gawwjuss have decided to spontaneously collab together for the parts of the story where House of Cards is mentioned. I recommend you go read Ronny on her page to catch up, she will have a similar chapter but will display more feelings and thoughts for her characters.

Enjoy.

Key was in Atlanta checking out this venue for his concert this weekend.

"It's cool, I really fuck with it." He stood on the stage and looked out into the crowd. Even though he had performed multiple times, this time there was going to be fifty thousand people there including his girlfriend. Out of fifty thousand people one person had the power to make him nervous.

"You know what you should do after your concert?" Snupe asked him, he felt as though Chalynn was making him too soft.

"What's that?" Glock asked thinking about his daughter, the little girl was his heart and contrary to popular belief she is what makes him want to settle down.

"We need to go back to House of Cards." Glock rubbed his beard, he nodded his head side to side unsure. That would be lit but, he knew his girlfriend wouldn't have any of that.

"Mm ion know. Lay is not going to fuck with that. You trying to get ya boy in trouble and I thought Kenny went to prison?" He asked looking over to his friend.

"Respectfully Key, she has you whipped nigga. You haven't been the same since you met her. He did but King took over." Glock thought about it, he never cared about what a nigga thought about him but he also wanted to go out and have fun too.

"Okay, might as well throw a party there. Damn I hope we can meet him today, I'm not coming back out here until this weekend."

"It's already set up after we leave here."

*

"King, ma boy. How you doing?" Key asked as he stepped into the night club. House of Cards was one of the most talked about clubs in Atlanta, they had every service you could need right in one place and the baddest bitches.

"You know how we do. Getting to the money." King dapped Key up.

They went way back to their teens, King used to visit his aunties house in Memphis over the summers when school as out. His aunt and Key's mother were close, they went to church every Sunday together and every Wednesday you could bet the two women were at bible study.

The two were so bad together, that the women started finding ways to keep them away from each other. The two boys never cared though, they both knew that they were going to be wealthy no matter what and now that Key was a famous rapper and could bring even more business to the club, King always welcomed him with open arms. Key hadn't seen King since his grandmother's funeral earlier in the year.

"Shit, I know exactly how that be. I have a concert this weekend in Atlanta, and I'm ready to turn up afterwards. If I can put even more money in your pockets, you know I'm definitely going to do that." Key said sparking up his wood.

"I already know. How's mom doing?" King asked, Key's mother was a force to be reckoned with and she periodically checked in on King.

"Boa, you know that lady crazy as hell. She bout beat my ass after I told her I had a kid." Kings eyes widened, Key always said how he would never have a baby by no girl because all they wanted was some money.

"Oh shit, a whole child. By who?" King whisper yelled.

"Nigga, Brittany ass. It's been a whole mess but I love my lil girl though. She definitely settled my ass down." Key thought about his five month old daughter and how she brightened his day. She was beginning to recognize more and more who he was and whenever she saw him she would clap her hands and smile.

"Damn G, not Brittany's ass. I been told you about her." King shook his head, Key could be considered one of his best friends. They didn't talk as much anymore but when they did it was nothing but love between them. They talked amongst themselves a little more before King decided to bring the girls out.

Aubree and Catrina were first, because those are Key's favorites. He wasn't typically into white women but somewhere down the line she had black in her. With a body like that, there was no way there wasn't at least a drop of black in her.

Aubree was kind and that's another thing that attracted him to her, after hearing how she wanted to adopt her sibling due to her mother's addiction. Putting somebody before your self was admirable to Key, because where he comes from niggas always only looked out for themselves.

He and Aubree wouldn't work though, she wanted to make her own money and he respected that but he wanted his woman all to himself. So they kept their relationship inside the club, until the last time he came when they decided to end things. He hadn't been here since he found out about Elianna.

Catrina was older and wise, often times she would give him advice on different things. Her body was also something that caught his eye as well, they never had an intimate relationship though. Catrina was like an older sister to him and he had much love and respect for her. Her cooking was also bomb and he made sure he got a plate every time he was in town.

"Damn, what happened to Serenity?" Key asked over the music, King hook his head.

"You see her over there and that one there ?" King asked pointing to Bianca and Ronny,

"Bianca crazy ass shot her and after she got out the hospital Ronny lil ass beat her up for withholding information about the job." Key snickered.

"Damn, were they friends or something?" King nodded his head.

"She let that tiny ass girl beat the breaks off her? Tell her she's working security." King and Key began to laugh loudly like old friends, once it died down Key spoke again.

"Nah forreal though, my girl just had to beat her best friend ass the other day. What's in the water?" Keys accent came out heavily when he said water, causing King to chuckle.

"Girl? Damn nigga, you full of surprises. So I guess I won't be setting something up with you and Aubree huh?" King asked, Key shook his head no.

"Thank you though." A nice silence fell between them and then King remembered, "So we doing Lola and India for Dolph right?"

"Fasho, but they don't like each other?" Markeyvius asked, "They know better than to fuck up some money." Key looked down at his phone to see Chalynn was calling him, he was about to answer when Snupe came back from trying to holler at Chanel. She and her girlfriends dissed his ass and that's when he came at sat down next to Key.

"Nigga, she can wait. You don't have to jump at her every call." Key went to say something back to him when Aubree walked over to them. He let his phone ring as he stood up and hugged her.

"Hey Aubree, how you doing?" He asked releasing her, she still looked fine as hell but his girl showed him loyalty so he was going to show the same courtesy.

"I'm doing well, as well as I can. What services did you get for this weekend, so I can be prepared." Aubree asked looking up at him, "Just the normal, bottle girl and strippers." He told her trying to beat around the bush, Key wasn't known for doing that but he was trying to spare her feelings.

"Why?" Aubree folded her arms across her chest bracing herself for his answer.

"I have a girl now." Key watched her face fall, her eyes began to glisten.

"Well who is she?" She asked catching him off guard.

"Can't even tell you allat." Aubree turned to walk away but Key grabbed her by the hand pulling her into another embrace.

"You'll always have a special place in my heart, aight?" He asked her, she nodded her head as he released her. She waved by to him and he nodded her way, watching her walk away.

"Alright King, as always it was a pleasure. Thank you, I'll send you some pictures of your niece too. Actually, if you wanna come by the crib this weekend you can meet her." King stood up to walk Key and his entourage out of the club.

"I will let you know fasho. Be safe, Key."

"You as well, thanks again."

Key checked his phone after he got into the sprinter van and saw over twenty missed calls from Chalynn and a few texts. 'Please answer.' As well as 'I need you.' His heart dropped to his stomach, he tried to call her but there was no answer. He tried to call Marlee as well but she didn't answer. All he could do was pray that everything was okay while he made his way to the airport.

*

Chalynn was feeling good this Monday morning, even though she had to put the paws on her best friend yesterday she was still in a good mood. Everything was going right in her life right now, her man was laying it down on her and her baby sister was home she couldn't ask for anything else.

She was truly grateful for everything that she was blessed with. She was even coming to terms with being a step mother, she was going to meet Elianna officially as her 'step' mother this weekend and she was kind of excited.

Today at work they had a smaller special guest, a local rapper, he wasn't known at all. In fact he was Don's nephew but they hadn't had any special guests since she met Key so Don invited him in. She missed her man though, since he was in Atlanta for the day she couldn't wait until he was back in Memphis in his arms.

"Thank you for joining us today ! Tell us about your music." Chalynn smiled genuinely at him, she heard his music before and was not impressed. She was zoned out in her own mind thinking about the weekend and how Key pleased her body so well. He was so attentive to her, he was nothing like what she thought he'd be as far as a boyfriend. Damn, I have a boyfriend. And it's Markeyvius Cathey. Her thoughts trailed to his daughter and how she wanted to get to know her more.

"It's something about you girl, that just makes my head want to twirl." Jason looked at the smile and dazed look on Chalynn's face, she hadn't replied to his singing. When she was still in her own world Jason's eyes went down to her white top that displayed her breasts nicely. Usually Chalynn wouldn't wear things like this to work but she had plans with Jasmine right after and didn't feel like going home and coming back out.

"Chalynn." Don roughly hit her shoulder with his closed fist, she snapped out of her gaze. "Ow." She instinctively rubbed her shoulder. Since she was on air the only thing she could do was side eye him and make a mental note to check his ass after this interview was over.

"Thanks. Everybody his EP is out now. Streaming everywhere. You all have made this song top of the charts and it's personally one of my favorites; Ambition for Cash by Key Glock. I am out of here for the day but, I will see you tomorrow." Chalynn ended the interview early because Don had really pissed her off putting his nasty ass hands on her like that.

"I have to tell you. You are a very beautiful woman." Jason told her, she didn't care about any of that though. She knew she was gorgeous and didn't need his validation, her man made sure to tell her.

"Mhm, have a great day." Lay waved him off ready for him to leave. He said good bye to his uncle and looked Chalynn over one last time before leaving out of the station.

"Step into my office, please." For Don to say something nicely surprised her but she didn't like the ambiance of his office. Things were cluttered everywhere, there was a half eaten sandwich from Subway on his desk and a cup with condensation dripping from it. It smelled stale and a little hint of rotten eggs but Chalynn's nose causing her to turn her lip up. Over all it was very stuffy and very dusty in there.

Don was a fifty something year old white man who had a beer belly. He reeked of cigarettes and his breath always smelled like a form of liquor. He had a bald spot on top of his head that he tried to comb over with the little patches of hair on the side of his head that resembled salt and pepper. He hired Chalynn in the hopes that she would fulfill his fantasy of being with a young black woman and he often caught himself sneaking looks at her whenever he could.

He would take off the wall pictures of her and some times he would wait until he got home to relieve himself or he would spontaneously need to make a 'phone call' and do it in his office. Chalynn never caught on because he would only be gone all of 3 minutes.

He stood up from his office chair, Chalynn kept her eyes on him as she sat across from him. He walked towards the door, shut and locked it.

"What did you need Don?" She asked impatiently, she was ready to get off of work. Don came behind her and massaged her shoulders lightly, she shuttered trying to move from under his grip but he firmly pressed down on her to keep her in place.

"I've been watching you Chalynn, and I figured we would have done it by now. I've heard that you black girls, are always ready to give it up to us." Lay gulped, she didn't know how in the hell he could've gotten that idea and she should have known that he was racist with the little remarks he would make about rappers. She had no idea that he would try to make a move on her, she wasn't interested at all.

"I'm sorry if you feel like I've been making a move on you. But this isn't that, and I have a boyfriend." She wanted to add, who will kill you. But she wanted to make it out the situation alive.

"Nobody will have to know." Don slid his hands down to her top, untying the strings that was holding it together. Her breasts flowed freely as she tried once more to get free.

"Don .. I'm giving you a chance to walk out of here freely. No retaliation." Lays voice was almost pleading but she refused to show him that she was scared. Lay also wouldn't let the tears from her eyes fall. Don pressed the front of himself into Lay's back. She cringed feeling the small build he through his pants

"No." He yanked her up from the chair and forced her over his desk. Against her 5'3, Don towered over her at 5'8 and he had to be about 250 pounds. Putting all of his weight on her, he forced her hands behind her back and snaked his hand around her waist to unbuckle and roughly pull down her jeans. He got excited when he saw her purple laced underwear.

"You wore these for me?" He asked in her ear, to shocked to respond she didn't. He gripped her hair and slammed her face down on his desk. A staple pierced her skin and she let out a yelp.

She tried to kick and scream for hell but nobody was there to help her.

"Chalynn. Stop." He instructed slamming her face down again, she was for sure that she was close to having a concussion. She felt her eyes start to close and when they did she dug her nails into her hands to wake herself up. Her head began to throb as she heard the familiar sound of a belt buckle start to unfasten. Her heart began to thump quickly, as she began to squirm again. This was getting too real for her and she was was starting to panic.

"Just please let me go." She begged calmly again, this time the fears flowed freely down her face. Don pulled himself out of his pants and Lay felt his urine cascade down her back and bare knees.

"You niggers. Always think you're better than everybody else, I bet you don't now. Why didn't you just listen." With his free hand he opened her legs wider, he spit in his hand and began to masterbate while imagining himself deep inside of her. The smell of his urine was enough to make her pass out on top of the head trauma he inflicted on her.

Three minutes later she felt another warm sensation hit her, she flinched when he pushed her on the ground. She laid there on the carpeted floor silently crying, the carpet wasn't as soft as her boyfriends was. He tidied himself up quickly, he looked over at her naked body and kicked her in the face with his boot before spitting on her and quickly leaving the station.

When she got enough strength, she repeatedly called Key and when she realized he was probably busy she sent him a few text messages. Her head began to throb as she tried to peel herself off of the wet floor. She wiped his thick spit off of her neck and spit her blood onto the carpet. Her eye was beginning to swell up and she knew she had to make it to the hospital.

*

An hour later, two hours total since she left those texts, Markeyvius rushed out of the airport and hopped in his car speeding down the interstate. He wasn't sure where Lay was at but the first place he was going to check at was her house. Once he pulled up, he saw her Benz outside as well as another unknown car. The license plate was 'Jazzy', so it had to of been Jasmine.

He typed the code into the lock and walked into the house. He saw Dom, Jas, Marlee and Javon downstairs on the couch but no Lay. They were all talking amongst themselves before they noticed he was in the room.

"What's going on?" He asked out of breath, he damn near ran from Atlanta to Memphis.

"It's better if she tells you." Marlee was curled up into Javons chest and he comforted her. Jasmine spoke with a shaky voice and her eyes were puffy as if she had been crying. Key slowly nodded his head.

"She's in the bathroom." Taking his shoes off he slowly made his was up the stairs to Chalynn's room where he heard quiet sobs.

"Lay, it's me." He walked into the bathroom to see her in the bathtub with her face in her knees.

"Look at me bae." Key spoke softly, Chalynn's natural hair was out. The weave was sprawled across the bathroom floor and sink. Her clothes smelled like rotten piss. She slowly looked up and over at Key who's eyes widened shocked. The swelling was no longer there but it was still dark and her lip was cut. Her skin was bright red like she had been scrubbing it over and over.

"What happened?" He was about to flip out, he couldn't believe somebody put their hands on his woman.

"Don." She went on to tell him every single detail of the event that took place in his office. The whole ordeal made him mad but to hear about how he degraded her by calling her out her name, pissing on her, spitting on her and then he had the nerve to cum on her. He was seeing red now.

"I'm sorry I couldn't answer. I'm here now and nothing will ever happen to you again." He stroked her hair and she flinched.