shameless || the weeknd

sacrifice

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Abel woke up the next morning before the young agent did, a lazy feeling coming over him as he realized he had rehearsals for his upcoming music video that same afternoon.

He let her sleep off her hangover in his bed as he got ready for the day. With her being sound asleep and where he could see her, he made his way downstairs to his private office to compile the documents that had been signed and copied the day before.

He was being exceptionally risky in having incriminating evidence and an FBI agent under the same roof, but he was determined to get everything over with this weekend so it wouldn't become a problem in the future. Especially with the young agent acting more weird than usual.

As the thought of the shady girl popped into his head, his phone started to ring in his pocket as he locked the door behind him to put the copies of the shares in his business office. The original copies had already been sent out, so he made sure to keep the ones he had for La Mar to pick up later that day in his safe.

"Yo." He said into his phone, not bothering to see who was calling him so early.

"Wassup." La Mar sounded in his ear and his jaw involuntarily tightened. He was intoxicated to the point where everything in him wanted to have sloppy sex last night, but he wasn't too drunk to forget what had conspired last night.

"Just calling to check in with you. Y'all left the party real fast last night." He heard his brother comment as he pushed in the pin to his safe to secure the documents. He scoffed loud enough for him to hear from his end.

"You know why, nigga. You had that girl whispering in your ear. I don't know why. But you should know better." He scolded, unclenching his jaw as he exited his office.

"She was fucked up. What you wanted me to do? Throw her over my shoulder and deliver her to you, my nigga?"

"Yes! She's the reason we had to do all this shit on the down-low at the house, to begin with, fool. Last time I checked, you're the one that suggested the NDA, so I don't know why you thought shit was sweet with her last night." He huffed in his hall.

With her luck, Sidra had awoken just minutes after her body realized she was in the pop star's room all by herself. Her alertness came to her slowly as she got up with a throbbing headache only to realize she was still just in her thong and that her suspect was right outside the door talking to someone on the phone.

"Listen, she ain't seem like a liability when she was in my ear talking bout she's only here to fuck. So stop tryna act like that's the reason you're mad." La Mar said back, recognizing his brother's territorial attitude towards the young girl.

Abel managed to roll his eyes as he watched Caesar run up to meet him in the hall. He ignored what he was implying for the sole purpose of his head starting to hurt.

"Yeah, alright bro. You know what she's capable of, so you should've handled yourself better. That's all I'm tryna say. We just got these documents signed, and now is when you wanna let your guard down. You were right in me getting an NDA for her, so don't bitch out on me now, nigga. I'll see you later." He sighed into the phone, and it was with that exchange that Sidra heard every word through his room door as she approached it. Her eyes widened at the accidental intel she overheard before quickly making her way back to the bed before he came in.

He let out a sigh as he shoved his phone back into his pocket, entering his room to see the young girl sitting up on his hed half-naked. He licked his lips as they made eye contact. Sidra had never stayed over a man's house before. Especially not one who she was investigating.