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The next day
Destinys apartment
Destiny:

I laid down in bed, on my back scrolling through my phone. My Instagram had so much love, after the picture I posted of me and Joey, with rich in the comments. People were trying to figure out who I was.

I was going to use this to my full advantage.

I grew up poor. My family didn't have anything. My mom worked her ass off, as a single mother and my father was no where to be found.

I knew of the nigga, but he didn't raise me.

I had a few dudes who tried to play "daddy", but that didn't last too long. My momma couldn't keep a man for shit.

Once I turned 16, I went off on my own. I started stripping, and hanging out with a different crowd.

I guess you could say they weren't a good group of people to be around, but they took care of me.

I was a hustler, I made a lot of money in the strip clubs, and saved every penny until I was able to afford my own car and place.

I was always able to sing, that was my god given talent.

I met Victor at the strip club, and we hit it off. He was a cute dude, he dressed nicely, and he didn't want me for my ass, he's a good friend. He told me about his business with Erica, and I showed him my voice. That's when he brought me in to meet her.

I had heard about Erica mena. She was fine, and really messy. I knew about her pregnant girlfriend too. To be honest I was feeling mena, I know she was too wrapped up in her girl, but she doesn't need that in her life. I mean raising kids that aren't hers? She could do better, and I'm better so I'm gonna make my move, eventually.
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Victor called me up, and said he had wrote some songs for me and that he wanted to hear me sing them. I wasted no time to rush to the studio.

I drove for about 15 minutes until I pulled into the parking lot. I walked inside, got into the elevator, and pushed the button to the floor that the studio was on.

Walking into the studio Victor was there smirking a blunt, and Erica was on the phone with her Chick I guess.

Victor: about time your ass finally showed up.

I chuckled shyly, as I put my purse down.

Me: I'm sorry boo, I thought I came here fast.

I batted my eyelashes, as I watched the smoke flow out of his nostrils.

Erica: okay enough chit chat, go over your music sheet, and let's get to work. We don't have any time to waste, and we're trying to book this show for you, so let's get it

She clapped her hands together, and sounded excited. She was just so damn sexy.

The way she carried herself, the way she talked with so much coincidence, and especially that smile. Just looking at her made me wet. I knew she was dominant, and I just wanted her to fuck the shit out of me.

The thoughts of us in my mind, had my heart racing. Those thick, pink, juicy lips...... I imagined them kissing all over my body.

I wanted her to drown in my juices, while I grounded my hips hard against her face. I wondered what her tongue game was like, and I couldn't help but think of what her moans sounded like.

I wanted her in every single way, and I was determined to get her.

But how do I get Cynthia out of the picture?

That's where my plan with Joey came along.

See, Joey was a dumb ass nigga. You could pretty much talk that fool into damn near anything. After hooking up with him, that dude was on some drake shit. "I want to express my feelings" head ass nigga.

That's when it clicked to me. He's such a typical man. He wants to be the boss, and he respected. And if he thought that Erica was being the boss, picking up where he left off, and raising his kids, he'd be emasculated.

So I decided to manipulate this situation, and make him think just that.

I knew that if he all of sudden wanted his kids, he'd put Cyn and Erica through hell. Which would make Erica leave Cyn, because she doesn't need all of this drama, and then I could swoop in, and take Erica all for myself.

I Snapped out of my thoughts, once I heard Erica trying to get my attention.

Erica: destiny? Dest... DESTINY WE DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS HURRY YOUR ASS UP AND GET IN THAT BOOTH

I nodded and slightly jogged inside the booth.

Oh I loved the way she sounded yelling at me, that turned me on.
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