Chapter 53

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I sat in my office working on some things. Me and Tiffany haven't spoken for the most part. It's just.. me and Tiffany just can't seem to stop having these rough patches. I don't know... maybe we should look into doing therapy. I don't wanna break up with Tiffany because we've been there before. I love her with all my heart.. but I just wish she'd stop making stupid decisions. I rubbed my temple as i sighed deeply.

My secret agent walked in and closed the door behind him. We made eye contact, "What's going on?". He came over to me and showed me a interview that Doug did. My heart dropped instantly as I listened, "I just feel like she's not fit for Kamala, I mean she was practically already at this singers house". I raised my eye brow as I continued to listen.

The interviewer asked, "who's house?". Doug laughed as they popped up a picture of Tiffany back then telling everyone that Kehlani was her celebrity crush. "Yeah she was at uh Kehlani's house.. don't you think if you're in a relationship you shouldn't be at your 'celebrity crush' house doing god knows what?". The interviewer titled his head. "How would you know she was there".

They popped up a picture of Kehlani and Tiffany standing at the front door. I looked over at my secret agent, "this is bull shit he's trying to tear down Tiffany. Turn this interview off and go grab Tiffany right fucking now". My secret agent nodded as he left the room. Fuck. It's always one thing after another.
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"Okay yes that would be great. I'll make sure to add that to the schedule and speak with the president, thank you". I hung up the phone. Damn I been so busy calls after calls. Shit. My door swung open and I jumped. I seen the secret agent standing there, "Kamala needs you". I rolled my eyes as I got up and made my way to Kamala's office.

I knocked 3 times. I heard a fainted come in. I stepped into the office and closed the door behind me. "What's going on?". I could see the anger in her eyes. I walked closer to her desk. She sighed deeply. "Doug has done a interview tearing you down.. I need you to tell me what happened at Kehlani's house". I sighed as I pulled up a chair and sat down next to Kamala.

"I'd rather show you better than I can tell you". Kamala raised her eye brow in confusion. I pulled out my phone and went to my camera app. I showed her the clips of how everything went down last night.

"Don't tell her Kehlani". Kehlani cleared her throat and swallowed "he texted me and sent me 50k just to get you to do something with me so that he could snap pictures and show it to Kamala". I paused the recording. Kamala eyes widened, she looked at me. "Why— what made you record this? And how?". I sighed as I cleared my throat. "Honestly idk.. I just had a feeling something would be off so I brought the mini camera just in case and I placed it in my jacket. Now that he did that interview to tear me down I'm gonna use these clips and tear him down so I can clear my name".

Kamala sighed and nodded. "I just— this is just a lot... But Im gonna be by your side with all of this". I smiled. She pulled me into a hug and we hugged tight. I know she may have her thoughts but I'm glad she can be here for me in this exact moment. We leaned in and kissed each other softly. I pulled away and sighed.

"How are you feeling after the press?". Kamala ran her fingers through her hair. "I feel fine. I calmed myself down during all of that". She swallowed hard, I nodded. Kamala sighed, "Tiffany.. we've been going through a lot and I just feel like maybe we could do couples therapy?". My eyes widened. I mean couples therapy could help us so maybe I'll give it a try.

I sighed and let out a soft smile, "Yeah.. we can give it a try. I'm willing". Kamala expression changed. It looked like a weight was lifted off her shoulders. Kamala smiled brightly, "Thank you for wanting to do it, I appreciate this.. I really love you and I want us to get better and be stronger". I nodded a giggled a little as I pulled her close.

We kissed each other softly and pulled away smiling.
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After work me and Kamala drove together. We decided to do a competitive cook off tonight and invite some of her family over. With everything that has been going on we both needed something to take our minds off of things.. we held hands as I drove us to the grocery store.

Kamala giggled, "I'm gonna whoop your ass in this cook off". I rolled my eyes playfully, "oh yeah?. Well let's see who wins tonight". Kamala laughed and sighed after with a smile, "What does the winner get?". She stared into my eyes, I smirked. "Well.. the winner gets to be dominant and the loser has to be the pillow princess".

I smirked as i bit down on my lip. Kamala licked her lips and bit them, "well I hope for you to be the pillow princess so that I can release this stress that you caused".

She said it in a serious snappy way but she
laughed after. I sighed and giggled, "Yeah okay, we'll see about that".
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We made our way to the store, we both went our separate ways to shop for the cook off. Of course we both had a security guard for safety purposes. I grabbed chicken, shrimp, parsley and hot peppers. I grabbed the noodles, heavy whipping cream, Cajun seasoning and paprika. I also went and grabbed some fresh strawberries and some chocolate.

I was going all out tonight.
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I grabbed Hawaiian bread, mozzarella cheese, ground beef, wine, and a bag of fresh potatoes. Tonight I'm making cheesy meaty sliders with loaded fries. I also grabbed American shredded cheese and mozzarella shredded cheese.
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It was time for check out, I seen Tiffany paying for her things and so was I. I think that this cook off will really help us get things off of our minds. I'm glad to be around the love of my life and some of my family tonight..
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After bagging everything and paying me and Tiffany walked side by side holding hands. Tiffany looked at me, "you ready for this ass whooping?". I looked at her and scoffed, "please stop talking shit and put that heat in the kitchen". Tiffany scoffed and laughed.
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