ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀꜱᴜɪᴛᴇ ♧ central cee

042.

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i push roman off of me as fast as possible, my heart dropping to my stomach as the lift doors open on my floor. i turn, practically running out. 'nadya!' i hear him call out but i don't reply as i rush into my hotel room, slamming the door behind me.

'fuck, fuck, fuck.' i repeat as i take my heels off and leave my bag on the sofa before i hear my ringtone. i take my phone out, oakley's name flashing on my screen as i take a deep breath and sort myself out before answering.

'yo, beautiful. what are you doing?' he asks and i smile, thinking about whether i should tell him or not.

'nothing, you?' i ask, choosing the latter. i'll tell him in person.

'missing you.' he smirks and i roll my eyes. 'but anyway, how was the date?' he teases.

'boring. he just yaps i'll be real.' and kisses girls on the first date.

'glad to hear it.' he says and i laugh. we continue talking for a few more hours until he forces me to go to sleep so i can 'look my best.' he said before i laughed in his face.

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over the next few days, photoshoots and fashion shows were all i was doing, surprisingly blowing up the media but honestly, it's probably only because i'm a new face. currently, i'm on call with oakley, finally packing my stuff as my week has concluded and i haven't been more excited. 'i bought more clothes, what if they don't fit?' i ask, biting a nail as i start folding my clothes in different ways.

'make them fit then, baby.' oak replies, his eyes glued to the phone. he then goes silent as i see his brows furrowed like he's reading something. 'nadya, what's this?' he asks, my heart dropping because it could be anything.

'what's what?' i ask softly, picking up my phone as i sit on the bed and cross my legs.

'this.' he mutters, but before he can screen share i hear his phone ring through the call. 'wait, walid's calling me.' he says in a monotone voice before ending the call in my face and my thoughts start racing. i just have to get through tonight, my flight being tomorrow evening, then i can see oakley and tell him everything.

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after spending the whole day shopping, i'm finally at the airport. oakley and i haven't spoken since last night when he had to call walid but he promised he'd come and pick me up so i'm assuming he will. i pull my suitcase along with me, my hood up and my sunglasses on as i look around, my eyes eventually landing on oakley who's also clearly hiding. i bite back my smile as i practically throw myself on him, his hands holding me tight as i wrap my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist. 'i missed you.' i say as my hood falls off and our lips attach, our kiss passionate, hungry and sloppy.

'fucking hell.' he mutters as he puts me down and wraps his arms around me again. 'i missed you too, but we need to talk.' he says and i nod, knowing it's unavoidable. he takes my hand and takes my suitcase in his other as we head to his car. despite what happened, he still opens the door for me and i get in, waiting for him to put my stuff in the boot before he gets in the drivers seat and we just look at each other.

'can i go first?' i ask and he nods, his full attention on me as the car remains parked. 'okay, so after the first introductory dinner that me and roman had.' i begin, fidgeting with my bracelet. 'we were in the lift and he kissed me.' i say, his expression changing entirely. his jaw is clenched and his brows are furrowed slightly, the rage practically radiating off of him.

'did you kiss him back?' he asks cautiously, and i shake my head.

'of course not. i was so excited to get back in the room and call you and he caught me off guard. i pushed him off of me immediately. i was gonna tell you but i wanted to do it in person.' i explain and his jaw twitches. 'i'm sorry.'

there's a pregnant pause before he speaks again. 'it's not your fault.' he shrugs and i lean on the console, his eyes flicking between my lips and my eyes.

'what were you gonna say?' i ask curiously as he groans, leaning back before reaching into his pocket and taking out his phone. he scrolls through his camera roll before he shows me a screenshot of a picture of me and roman posted on theshaderoom on insta. it's nothing really, but it's us laughing on our 'date' so i guess he has a reason to bring it up. 'oh. but that's nothing we were just getting to know each other before.' i shrug.

'yeah, course.' oak speaks as he starts driving. 'it's just hard having to see my girl with another man.' he shrugs and i kiss my teeth.

'had me stressing just because you were jealous.' i giggle as he places his hand on my thigh, gently squeezing it.

'yeah, i was. and what?' he teases and i roll my eyes. 'do you have a free yard?'

'uhh... i think so. ani might be with manny.' i say and he nods.

'alright.' he replies.

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i wrap my arms around oakley's neck loosely in the lift, resting my head against his chest as i feel him kiss my forehead repeatedly. i look up at him and his lips instantly attach to mine, making me stand on my tiptoes as his hands go to my hips and he pulls me into him. we make out in the lift until the doors open and i pull away, turning my head away as he kisses his teeth. i take his hand in mine and drag him with me to my apartment, unlocking the door. 'ani?' i call out as oakley starts kissing down my neck from behind, leaving hickeys and bite marks as he goes.

'she's not here.' oak mutters between kisses as there's no response to my call. i shut the door behind us and he spins me around so i'm facing him before his lips lock on mine and he backs me into my room, his arms wrapped around my waist. his hands move down to my waistband, my hand going to the back of his neck as he continues kissing me and he pulls my joggers down and i step out of them. one of his hands grips my ass while his other one tugs on my shirt. i pull it off, kissing him again before i pull his shirt off and he kisses down my chest. he unclasps my bra and it falls forward, both of us stripped by this point. he backs me up to the bed without breaking the kiss.

'oakley.' i mumble quietly as he attaches his lips to my breast and he sucks, leaving a mess of purple.

'i have it.' he mutters as he reaches into my drawer and takes out a condom, opening it with his teeth before he slides it on.

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double update today in case i forget tomorrow bc im actually busy for once 🤗