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Chapter 12 | Molly the Maid

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"You're single, right?" She asked me.

"Uh, y-yea- I mean no. I'm not single." I said.

"Awe." She pouted and sat in my lap. "So who is the lucky lady?"

I gently pushed her away and said "None of your business."

Now, I can't even lie. The girl was tempting the hell out of me.

She smirked and went into the bathroom.

Sigh

What the hell am I doing?

The girl came back out with nothing but underwear on.

Awe shit...😳

She smirked and sat back in my lap. "Do you love her?" She asked.

I inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Y-yeah, I do."

She kissed my neck and started grinding on me. "She must be the luckiest girl in the world."

I sighed and roughly pushed her away. "Aye, you got to go."

The girl looked at me and smirked. "Why? The fun hasn't even started."

She started kissing on me, again.

I wanted to slap her so maybe she could leave me alone, but she's a thirsty one and would tell people then my reputation would be ruined.

I grabbed her by the wrist and took her out of my hotel room.

"What about my clothes!"

I closed the door, got her clothes and stuff, then handed it to her. I really I didn't 'hand' it to her, more like I threw it in her face.

Knock, knock

I looked through the peep hole to see a maid. She looked young.

I cracked the door open and peeked through. "Can you wait until the morning when in gone?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you?" She asked with a smile.

Now, I ain't gone lie. The girl is beyond fine.

"Yeah, you are. Goodbye." I closed the door and locked it.

I sat down on the bed and the phone rang. I picked it up."Hello?"

"Aye, come down to the pool." Dalvin said.

"For what, man?"

"I know you ain't forget we got a meetin'."

"Awe hell. Which pool?"

"The one on the third floor."

"Aight, I'm on my way."

We hung up.

I decided to keep the same clothes on. While I was waiting on the elevator, some girl was waiting beside me. It was that maid and she was oddly dressed for a pool occasion. 🤔

The elevator finally got to us, so we got on. I pressed the third floor button.

I looked at her to see if she was going to tell me which floor she was going to. "Oh, that's where I'm going." She said while smiling at me.

The elevator started moving. It stopped and we got off. I walked to the pool where the boys and Andre were.

"Aayyyee..." K-Ci said sloppily before giving me a manly hug.

"Sup..." I said while looking around at the half naked women and the drinks. "So what's this meetin' about?"

"Well, since you're just dying to know..." Andre said. "It's about our show schedule. We switched it up a bit. We now have a show next week that's back at home."

Yes, I get to see my baby! 😭👏🏽

"Aight...is that all?"

"Shut up and get drunk."

As soon as Dalvin said that, a waitress came up to me with a glass. I looked at Dalvin, he shrugged. "I didn't order this..."

"It's from the lady at the bar." She smiled before walking off.

I looked towards the bar and saw Miss Molly the maid.

I analyzed the cup, making sure she didn't put nothing in it. "Nigga, just drink it." K-Ci said.

"I don't know ole girl, she could've did somethin' to it."

I shrugged it off and took a sip of it...then another...then several more...

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"Remember we leavin in the mornin." Andre said to me while I walked to my hotel room.

"Mhm." I waved him off.

"Goodnight, drunky."

"You, too..."

I opened my room door and walked to the bed, instantly falling on it.

The bathroom door opened, revealing that maid.

Awe hell, this heffa. 🙄

She walked over to me with a smirk and got on top of me.

I was too weak to move her...

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Beep beep beep...

I quickly sat up and regretted my life when I felt that killer headache. I looked to my side and saw a piece of paper. I looked at it.

Thanks for such a great time last night. I'll see you in nine months.

Ps: 347-856-2141

~xoxoxo

"Bruh, what the hell she mean in nine months?" I asked myself.

I know damn well I didn't get Molly the maid fine ass pregnant.

I went to the bathroom and stripped before getting in the shower. I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist.

Yep, it's official. Morgan is gonna kill me. 🙂

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DeVanté is in trouble. 😬

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