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Janet

The corners of his mouth curved and he grinned his teeth at me. My mouth stayed serious as he walked up to me getting closer, I lifted my chin looking up at him once he was in front of me. His hands wrapped around my waist pulling me into him.

"What did I tell you baby?" He burried his face into the crook of my neck. I rolled my eyes but couldn't ignore the feeling he gave me when his lips caressed my skin. He left gentle kisses before kissing my lips next. "I told you they'd still come to see you" he spoke with joy.

"Diddy's a sucka" I asked direct and serious.

His smile dropped in seconds, his visibly changed and he wore his frustration on his face. "Why are you bringing him up, tonight is about you" he spoke in his defensive tone.

"You got it all handle right" I asked raising one brow. "This is my career Christopher, what the fuck did you do" I began raising my voice at him.

He stood in front of me giving me a tired look tilting his head to his side. Feelings of confusion and betrayal grew intense within me. He went behind my back to attack someone else, I don't ever want to put someone else down to lift my own.

"What the hell did you do Christopher" my breathy voice ringed and roared. "We're supposed to be a team" I pointed to my chest. "You don't go behind my back and attack other people"

I wanted him to yelled back, instead I watched as he held his tongue back. He licked his teeth with his mouth closed and he began to look away from me. I grabbed his chin reaching above from me and pulled his head down facing me.

He grabbed my arm before effortlessly tugging me closer to his warm body heat. I stood underneath him looking up helplessly. "I don't want to fight anymore, sit down and I'll explain" he spoke with modulated in his calm tone.

His gentle grip let go of me and I walked around the couch in the middle of the dressing room over the white rug. I sat down first before he sat close to me, for some reason my heart beat began to rapidly pace faster as he sat next to me.

His arm rested behind my back onto the couch as he began to explain. "He's a bad guy J, you don't know because you don't hang out with him to really know enough" he spoke raising his brows.

"What the hell do you know" I sassed him.

He sighed deeply rolling his eyes. "I know because I have close connections and he came for my family"

"Who? Did he come for me, Eissa or Story" I said in disbelief.

"Al" he spoke without hesitation. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to worry you. This is less about you and more about Al"

"How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?"

"You're right, I'll tell you" he began to explain. That night I learned the truth about Kim and Al. I learned of the horrific connection between Diddy and my husband.

"Oh my god Christopher" that's all I could say.

"So, don't worry about me nor Al. Just continue selling out shows, we'll be okay" he spoke in his claiming tone.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you" I turned my body halfway to face him.

"Don't worry about me, go celebrate with Gil and Joey"