Chapter 32

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The calls and messages flooded in. Congratulations, project ideas, people who wanted to work with Drake. He was on top and everybody knew it. After news broke of his placement on Forbes Cash Kings and of him being placed on Billboard Top 100 Fader released their 100th issue with Drake gracing the cover and a full exclusive interview. It was the first interview Drake had given since letting it be known on his Twitter in late 2014 that he would no longer be speaking to magazines.

During the promo run of his last album, 'Nothing Was The Same' Drake became extremely aware of the Gift and the Curse that came with media. Radio stations would focus on his personal life more so than his music if he didn't speak about the women he was fucking or who he didn't like in the industry than the ratings wouldn't be high. Radio DJ's made it a mission to almost interrogated him instead of asking him about his music. Magazines would write out the interview then print something completely different or twist his words around to mean something else. After that Drake became extremely exclusive with who he spoke to. Not only did Fader print his story affectively but the visuals were exactly what he wanted.

Tae was so wrapped up in answering emails, phone calls, and text messages. She had been sitting in meetings with Oliver and Drake all day that she was totally obvious to one of her ex's dragging her through the mud by way of social media. Once word got out that Tae was in connection with Drake and that she and he might be an item, the women she had dated prior to dealing with him flocked into social media for their 15minutes of fame.

Tae looked down at her phone as she opened a linked with her and an ex's name across it. In big bold black letters, it read
"Video Vixen Dollicia Bryan Gives Detailed Relations With Model Ex-Girlfriend La'Shauntae Hacked."
A 10-minute video of Dollicia being interviewed was attached to the article Tae took no time in clicking the video. She sat across from Drake in his hotel room. The two had been working on clothing for his upcoming shows but they lapsed into silence when they both drifted to their phones. Drake was completely obvious to what Tae was about to watch. As Tae clicked the link then adjusted the sound on her phone.

Interviewer: how long were you with    La'Shauntae?

Dollicia: like for a year off and on, we dated like 2012.

Interviewer: So you two were in a committed relationship?

Dollicia: definitely. Yes, we were together. I fell for her. Definitely had strong feelings for her.

Interviewer: So when did you start dating Drake tho?

Drake looked up with his thick eyebrows frowned once he heard the familiar female voice. "What are you watching!?" Drake said with a frowned look, Tae held up her index finger as she sat in silence she didn't take her eyes off the phone screen.

Dollicia: he came after. I didn't fuck with him until after her. Like it was just running its course. She was becoming a bitch, she didn't want me doing videos nshit. She felt like the modeling I was doing wasn't "real" modeling.

Interviewer: real modeling?

Dollicia: yea, like because I was in hiphop magazine and music videos it wasn't real modeling. She was walking runways and in high fashion shit and she became full of herself. Like she was better than me.

Tae watched the video with a stone-cold stare, she couldn't believe this woman was bashing her the way she was. Tae went her whole career without having her personal business in the media. "You ok?" Drake asked in his deep voice. He knew that Tae was an extremely personal person he knew that she didn't speak about her ex's, hell he even had to google her to get info about her. Tae sat back in her chair as she looked up into space.

"Listen, you can't acknowledge that shit, you got to ignore it." Drake said his voice filling the silence. Tae frowned at him her jaw clenched and her nose flared.

"That's easy for you to say! Every time some shit like this gets out about you, it's about how big your dick is or how good you are at lasting for hours in bed." Tae leaned forward as she belted out her reply. "Ever since we got caught kissing this shit has went bad for me, ex's are out to get me! Like they can profit off this shit! Bashing me, like I'm a bitch! All because I'm fucking with you!?" Tae said as she stood up removing herself from the table pointing a finger in Drake's direction.

"Oh, so this is my fault that your ex's are bashing you? It's my fault these women ain't shit." Drake said with a look of amusement on his face, his eyebrows lifted in surprise.

"Look, I get that fans and media look into the people associated with you, they want to know shit, bu......" Tae was cut off by Drake standing up and walking towards her.

"But, but what? This is all on me, we shouldn't of been fucking with each other? Because of who I am!? This may not have shit to do with you!" Tae's teeth cleaned so hard they began to sting, she could only see red.

"Why does my shit need to brought up! WE NOT EVEN TOGETHER! IM NOT YOUR GIRL, YOUR WIFE. WE'RE NOT COMMITTED TO EACH OTHER AUBREY!........ My shit doesn't need to be brought up!" Tae yelled her voice began to crack at the thought of her and him not being together, but she couldn't get over the fact that her past ex's were upset at her for fucking with a dude they once fucked with. She couldn't figure out the problem. Drake shot her an evil look his nose flared as he walked toward her

"Right, because you're just my personal assistant who I happen to be fucking......You're just a female employee who was sitting on my face last night, right!...... So yea, why would your ex's need to be bashing you. You just a business partner who rides my dick when I want her to. Right!?" Drake said with a cold voice, his face was harsh with frowned eyebrows and he spoke through his teeth, Tae watched him close the gap between them as he looked down at her, in a taunting voice he continued backing Tae against the wall. "Right?..... Cuz you just answer my calls and then later I'll just so happen to have you face down ass up. Right!? ..... Cuz I don't have feelings for you, I just have you send out my emails and make you take this dick afterwards.....RIGHT!?"  Drake grew dark as both his palms pressed against the wall on either side of Tae's head. He looked down at her. Water began to gather in both of Tae's eyes. She narrowed her eyes at Drake as he looked down at her.

"Fuck you." She spoke through clenched teeth.

"What?" Drake replied with an arched eyebrow he leaned in closer, inches away from her face.

"Fuck. You." She spoke again. This time with more anger put behind it.

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