misconception - A Drake Story

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Ramsey nodded with tears flooding down her cheeks. "Of course I will." She wiped her face with her right hand to let him put the ring on the left. "Can I kiss you now? Or does my breath still smell like spaghetti?"

Aubrey let out a laugh and nodded. "Yes you may." She kissed him with everything she had. Ramsey had been waiting for this moment for a while. She wasn't expecting him propose but she was waiting for him to do something to show her that he's ready to move forward in their relationship.

Sandi stood outside the bedroom angry.

"How come he didn't tell me he was gonna purpose?" She asked quietly to herself as she walked down the hall passing others on her way downstairs.

Aubrey pulled the shirt from Ramsey's body then over her head and tossed it to the floor.

Ramsey latched her lips onto his with just as much aggression.

Jordan crept down the hall with all her stuff. She put ear to the door to hear if they were still in the room. She didn't want the risk of awkwardly bumping into them on her way out. The slight moans that came from Ramsey's mouth reached the ears of Jordan.

She pulled her phone out as she felt it vibrate in her pocket.

Husband: steal what you can.

Jordan had called Vince to apologize for not leaving with him. She left out the part where she told Aubrey about what they did but she had to get out that house since she knew she was no longer welcome there. She knew calling Vincent would put her at risk for getting her ass beat again but she had to get out that house. Jordan thought about what she could take and saw nothing that wouldn't be noticeable and could get them money. There were large paintings that decorated the walls that were worth thousands. She couldn't take those someone could see her.

Getting frusttated by the lack of stealable items a light bulb went off. She looked back at the bedroom door and looked down the hall to make sure no one was coming. Jordan pulled her phone out and cracked the door just enough so her phone had a clear view of the bed.

Things were getting intense in the master bedroom. Back scratching, lit biting, neck kiss, actions that Jordan's phone was capturing. Guilt was already eating away at her thirty seconds into the recording.

This will probably keep V happy for a while. I know this is wrong for me to be doing but Vince is looking for a way to get money and if the right hands got on this video, money could be pouring in. Jordan stopped recording after a few minutes and closed the door back as gently as possible. 

She jogged down the stairs and to the large coat closet by the front door. She could see Vince's car parked in front of the Mansion through the large floor to ceiling windows that stood on both sides of the giant double doors.

"Where you going Jordan? You can't go out there." Marc said coming around the corner with Indigo right behind him.

"Vince just called me and there's a little bit of a family emergency." He gave her a hard look through squinted eyes.

"Alright. You be careful."

Jordan nodded and hurried and slid her coat on and opened the front door. The cold winter wind smacked her in the face as she stepped out on the porch. Vince leaned over and opened the passenger side door for her so she could hop in. Marc looked out the window to see Vince driving. He didn't trust Vince, he always thought V had this sneaky look to him.

"Did you get something?"Jordan held up her phone. "What does your phone have to do with anything?" He asked annoyed already. She went to her gallery and played the video she just recorded of Aubrey and Rmasey.

"Shit. How'd you get this?" He snatched the phone from her and watched the short clip of the intimate scene.

"I heard them from outside the door and got my phone out and open the door just enough to record them and got as much as I could before someone saw me."

Vince smiled at her. "You just put money right into our hands. Celebrity sex tapes make a fortune. You just tripled everything we've ever made off of them."

Jordan swallowed the knot in her throat.

"Don't you think this is wrong? Aubrey and Ramsey have done so much for us."

"Don't punk out on me now. Don't get me wrong I love them dearly but this money... it's changed us and I need more of it. And if that means I lose my bother in the process so be it." He put the phone in his coat pocket and drove down the large driveway to get away from the house. "You don't like these new cars we drive? The house we live in? The giant bed we get to roll around in? The clothes? The diamonds I put around your neck? Yes we stole all this from our friends but look at the life we get to live. It's not fair they get to live in a eight bedroom house and we don't."

"V there was nothing wrong with our old stuff. That four bedroom you moved us out was perfectly fine. My old car was fine. You wanted all this new shit and now you've got me stuck in this bullshit."

Vince looked at her crazy before slamming on his breaks in the middle of the road. Since Jordan didn't put her seat belt on her head hit the dashboard.

"I got you stuck?" He grabbed a fist full of her hair to make her look at him. "You wasn't complaining while I was fuckin the shit out of you in that new car I got you. You wasn't stuck when you was eating steak and lobster in that fancy ass dining room. You're just as much as to blame as I am. I'm more in trouble than you are because I took the money? You see this right here?" He took her phone out his pocket. "This nice little video you gave me is gonna make us a fortune. You could've stolen anything from that house and just because I said it was owned by Drake, people would want to buy it no matter the cost. But you just upped the value on everything I ever stole from him. When I sell this video to the press and I have hundreds of thousands of dollars filling my pocket you won't be complaining about the benefits." He let go of her hair roughly and put the phone back in his pocket. Jordan held her forehead in pain. Vince continued his drive and ignored her cries with a angry expression on his face.

Jordan stared at the pocket that contained her phone and wiped the tears from her face.

I have to get that get that phone before he can sell that video. She thought and reached into the glove compartment to get a tissue to wipe her face.

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