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-𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

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-𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

"yara i don't know what the fuck else you want me to do, i got you a lawyer, now what?" i explained sitting in my office chair. trying to figure out why the fuck yara keep coming to me trying to get me to fix her bull shit.

she panted across the room, looking at me for a second then looking away. like she was afraid to say her next word.

"spit it out!" i yelled getting overstimulated with her highly quick.

she whispered so low to the point i could barley hear or interpret any words, " he woshe lshet eme letsh evbodey knwosh it was a liesh.."

"yara speak the fuck up before i kick you out my office."

she sighed before she spoke again clearly, but defeated. "he won't let me tell the court or let the media know it was a old video.."

" because it wasn't yara? but that's besides the point. why won't he feed into the lie that could save both of you guys careers?"

" i don't know ms. o'connell, i think he you know..."

i was hoping this shit wasn't leading where i wanted it, but i remained clueless and let her explain the situation. " he what yara. i can't read you mind."

" you know what i'm about to say billie."

this bitch just first named me. that's how i knew shit was fucking serious. " i'm not giving him any money yara. i already spent half of the pay check for your album on a lawyer to remove the leaked video. your on your own i don't know what to tell you!"

" so you don't care about the reputation for your company?"

here she go with this manipulation shit. i was about to throw this macbook at her face. " if anything this is hurting your reputation. remember that. i didn't fuck a married man, you did! yara you not finna keep tryna manipulate me i don't know who the fuck you think i am."

she huffed and backed away after my response that was far from calm. i was tired of her shit, and she knew that. she remained to state in a firm manner, " i'm sorry for wasting your time and causing so much comm-"

" just get out yara."

after my demand, she left without a hesitation. i could see tears forming in her eyes, but i simply don't know what she wants me to do. i can't just spend all the money my company owns tending to her when i have other artists dropping music. including milan with an album in eight months.

although, she had been acting very distant here. at home, everything is fine, but when she's here she try's to act all spacious and nervous.

sometimes, when i would even touch her she would flinch and it made me worried. i hope she didn't think i was pushing her to have a music career.

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