Malaika Thompson is a 23-year-old model signed by Miracle Modeling Agency located in Los Angeles, California. She was born and raised in Inglewood. She lived a tragic life but she had only one person by her side and that was her best friend, Jade. S...
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Jade's Perspective
I was in my office, thinking about Mal. I can't believe she's back. I want to get back with her but she's right, we're both healing from what happened on both ends.
I shook my head into reality then went back to researching on my laptop. I then heard a knock at the door and someone walked in without my approval. I looked up to see a woman around her mid-30s with a slim dress that fit her like a glove. She smirked and I put my glasses on to get a clear picture.
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I then realized it was one of my flings, Kita. I know what you're thinking... a nigga still got needs.
"Damn," I mumbled as she turned the lock on the door.
I got up and walked around to her. "Hey, ma." She looked at me up and down with that sly smirk still on her face, "Hey.." she said softly.
"Who let you in?" I crept my arms around her waist and pulled her close to me. I slipped my hands down to her butt.
"Security. He got lost in my eyes so you know the magic worked." She shrugged as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I chuckled and leaned down, kissing her neck.
"Uh uh.." she pulled away and I smacked my teeth. "What is it?" I looked at her with concern.
"I'm here to be sure my contract is official." She stated.
I nodded and let her go. "Come and sit." I pointed my hand out to one of the chairs at the desk as I walked back to it.
I sat down and fixed myself up as I opened my drawer as she sat down. I felt her eyes undressing me as I pulled out her file.
"Your ex-husband is one hell of a bitch.." I said as I opened it up to show her the contract that was signed.
She chuckled and looked at me, "I know but I keep his tight ass wrapped around my finger." She signed her finger moving in a circle.
I chuckled, shaking my head. "So you're able to get that house in the Vineyard and the Mercedes Benz. He gets to keep the rest." I said.
She nodded. "That's fine with me, he'll give in once he realizes that he has hurt my poor feelings." She fake cried then laughed.
