“No? Then what do you want? Diamonds? A car? Two cars? An island, Queenie? A Birkin in every color? Fuck,” He licks the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I’ll give you the world in every color if you want it.” I can’t help but grunt a noise of approval. It’s the hustler in me, I guess. “Yes.” “Yes to what?” “All of it.”
Queen knows her worth
