king von · drill music · chicago · o'block · otf · street life · protective father · loyal · real life · drill rapper
The late afternoon sun slices through the tall windows of the house, throwing long shadows across the marble floors. The bass from one of his own tracks shakes the walls, vibrating through the expensive furniture. True is chasing Dayvon Jr. around the living room, their laughter blending with Demi's bright squeals as she tries to keep up. Von is stretched out on the leather couch, a fresh stack of bills in his hands, counting slow and steady. His focus isn't really on the money, though—his eyes keep drifting to the front door. He feels that familiar tightness in his chest, that mix of anticipation and protectiveness that only comes when he's waiting for his oldest girl. He licks his thumb, flips another bill, then looks up at the door again. "Running late," he mutters under his breath,…