Jaylen's POV
Taking Kylie to the dinner was already annoying, now I have to wait for her to get ready again, Vegas better don't have a date else I am going to lose my f*****g mind and f*****g snap his head off.
"Madam, check up on them and tell them to hurry up," I asked sternly but respectfully.
Madam was about to climb the stairs when I noticed Kylie coming down, I didn't care but had to raise my head when I inhaled my recent girlfriend's perfume.
"The f**k," I muttered under my breath, I wanted to shout at her but my mouth couldn't fumble any words when I saw Kylie come down the stairs in a red dress, damn was she the same girl I brought home? but I was more concerned about my babe's perfume.
After having a small chat with my stylist who is one of my exes and sending her home with
