Two Lives

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"Baby, what the fuck just happened?" Lola asked, making me look at her. "Baby, I don't have a single clue, but we have five cars full of men in suits following us back home," I breathed, grabbing her hand.

I kissed her hand and frowned, seeing no ring on her finger. "This past week has been so stressful. A blunt is definitely needed," I sigh, concentrating on the road. I heard a lighter flicker, making me smile and glance to Lola. "I love you so much," I giggled.

She passed it to me, making me sit back and relax into the smoke session. Lola let out a low gasp once she turned her phone back on. "I'm scared to turn mine on," I laughed, hearing the constant dinging of her receiving notifications. When we made it to Lola's home, our doors were immediately opened.

Lola opened the door and immediately sigh. "Pablo!" She gasped, seeing him come towards us and wag his tail. "Hey, munchkin," she hummed, going up to her room. I got out of my clothes then laid down on the bed.

A knock on the door made me groan and get out of the bed. "Where would you like for us to place your bags?" One of the men in suits asked. "In the living room," I told him then closed the door. "Moni," Lola called while wrapping her arm around my waist. "Yeah?" I replied while turning around.

She pecked my lips then rubbed by stomach. "Stop answering the doors without clothes on. Now let's lay down," she whispered against my lips. "Uh, Lola!" We heard her sister shout, causing us both to groan and put our robes on.

"Stop yelling. What?" Lola huffed. "Hey, Nola," I yawned. Nola smiled at me then squinted her eyes at Lola. "Who are all of these people in our home?" She asked through her teeth. "Uh, we're..." She trailed off then looked at me for help.

"Famous," I lied, watching Nola look at us with a raised eyebrow. "And how did you two became famous?" She asked, earning a sigh from her sister. "It's hard to explain. We're tired, so we're going to bed," Lola quickly mumbled then pulled me back to her room.

As soon as I closed the door, I picked Lola up and we both got into bed. Pablo spoiled ass was already sleeping at the end of the bed, so I got comfortable with Lola in my arms. "How are we going to explain this to The Council?" Lola asked after taking a deep breath and getting comfortable.

"You two know you don't have to greet me as the council, right?" I heard. Me and Lola both sigh but didn't dare move from our comfortable position. "Aurelia will due," she said as I heard her move around the bed.

"We have a situation," Lola groaned while turning her back to me. I smiled and scooted closer to her. I took a deep breath and rubbed her stomach. "Well, you two will have to become famous. There's a couple that are royal to a country in Africa. It helps hide that you're a vampire from humans," I hear, pulling me from my daze.

"How do we become famous?" I asked. Aurelia shrugged her shoulders then stared at the wall for a minute. "I will help you both out. You will be inheriting a lot of money after you two become officially The Councils, but I'm going to give you money to start this famous thing out. Moni, you should work on your lies," she laughed.

"Just show me everything you need, and I'll get it. I came here to check up on you two and make sure that my men are doing their jobs correctly," she smiled then walked to the door. "Can you tell them not to bother my sister?" Lola asked, pulling the blanket up on us some more.

She nodded her head and left out, leaving me and my baby alone to rest. "What are we going to do to become famous, Moni?" Lola asked. "We can post pictures on Instagram, become famous on social media, or-" I started, only for her to gasp and get out of my hold.

I let out a huff and sat up too. "What if we become famous on social media! We don't have to post too personal stuff and we can probably actually have some fun doing this," Lola smiled with her laptop in hand. She got back on the bed, making me turn on my stomach and see her search what's trending on YouTube.

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