Larry will kick Dutchess’s boyfriend out of the party. Read More
1. A Loud Arrival in Atlanta
When Dutchess arrived in Atlanta from Chicago, she didn’t come alone.
She stepped in with confidence—sunglasses on, energy loud, and a man right beside her.
Her boyfriend.
The moment they entered, the atmosphere shifted.
Sharra stood nearby laughing with friends—until she froze. Her smile disappeared as her eyes locked onto Dutchess and the man next to her.
She whispered, “Wait… is that who I think it is?”
Dutchess smirked, pulling her boyfriend closer.
“Surprise.”
It felt intentional. Like a bomb dropped on purpose.
2. An Invitation That Feels Like a Warning
Sharra stayed silent, her instincts screaming that something wasn’t right.
Dutchess, unfazed, announced loudly, “We’re going to Larry’s Christmas party tonight. It’s gonna be fun.”
That evening, Larry’s house glowed with Christmas lights. Music played. Drinks flowed. Laughter filled the rooms.
Larry stood near the door, greeting guests with forced cheer.
Then Dutchess walked in.
With her boyfriend.
Larry’s jaw tightened.
“Didn’t know you were bringing company,” he said carefully.
Dutchess shrugged.
“Hope that’s not a problem.”
Larry didn’t respond. His eyes followed the boyfriend, who scanned the room like he belonged there.
3. A Line Gets Crossed
Across the room, Sharra felt eyes on her.
The boyfriend walked over, standing too close.
“So you’re Sharra.”
She stepped back.
“Yes. Please give me some space.”
He laughed.
“Relax. I’m just being friendly.”
Then he touched her arm.
Sharra pulled away immediately.
“Don’t touch me. That’s not okay.”
Nearby conversations stopped. The music kept playing, but the tension screamed.
He rolled his eyes.
“You’re making a big deal out of nothing.”
That’s when Larry saw everything.
4. Larry Draws the Line
Larry stepped between them fast.
“There’s a problem,” he said coldly. “You don’t put your hands on anyone in my house.”
Dutchess rushed over.
“Larry, calm down. You’re overreacting.”
Larry turned to her, eyes blazing.
“No. He disrespected her. In my house.”
The boyfriend scoffed.
“Man, you trippin’.”
That was it.
Larry grabbed his shoulder and pushed him toward the door.
“You’re done. Get out. Now.”
The door slammed shut behind them.
Silence swallowed the room.
5. Calm After the Explosion
Dutchess stood frozen, embarrassed and furious.
“You didn’t have to do all that.”
Larry didn’t blink.
“Yes, I did. I won’t tolerate disrespect.”
Across the room, Bethany watched everything, eyes wide.
She muttered, “Oh wow… this gave me everything I needed.”
Then louder,
“So Christmas is chaos, and I’m supposed to pretend this is normal?”
Larry sighed.
“Bethany, don’t start.”
Too late.
Sharra finally spoke, calm but firm.
“Let’s be clear. I didn’t cause this. I set a boundary.”
Larry nodded.
“And I had your back.”
The room slowly filled with noise again—but the feeling had changed.
This Christmas wasn’t ruined.
It was cracked wide open.
And as Bethany’s eyes gleamed with new intentions, everyone felt it…
The real drama hadn’t even started yet.
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