“I got you. Come with me,” he says before extending his hand for me to take. A grin pulls at the side of my mouth as I place my hand in his and let Nas guide me about the house. We walk through the dining room and make our way up the stairs, where we turn into his bedroom.

My eyes widen at the size of the space and how well it’s put together. It hadn't dawned on me that I’d never been upstairs or that I hadn't seen Nas’s bedroom until now. The bed up here is just as big as the one in the Kingdom, and while the entire room is gray with black accents everywhere, the differences between this room and the basement are obvious. The fireplace in the center makes the entire space much more inviting—that, and the lack of ropes, chains, and impact toys hanging from the walls. Nonetheless, Nas’s bedroom truly is beautiful and extremely neat, just like the rest of the house.

We step past the bed and make our way into the huge bathroom Nas uses every day. The floor is made of dark gray and white tile, while the counter tops match the light gray soaker tub in the corner. Next to the tub is a standing shower with glass doors and decorative black handles. It looks big enough to fit five or six people, but there are only two showerheads on opposite ends of the space, and multiple openings in the walls so the water can hit you from all angles if you want. There are even benches inside that double as shelves. It’s gorgeous, and I marvel at the multitude of waterfalls on display when Nas turns it on for me.

“There you go,” he says, still looking at me like he’s starving for my body. “I have a meeting shortly and I still have to finish getting ready, so I’ll be in and out of the room. Just let me know when you're ready to get out and I’ll give you some privacy.”

“Okay. Thank you,” I say, and Nas kisses my hand before letting it go.

“You’re welcome, Baby Girl,” he replies, stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him.