Finale

7.

Long time, no see...

Like I've stated in my other book Fraudulence, I had a lot of things on my plate and I simply did not have the right amount of time to be able to tend to my writing.

I could've easily just put anything out there to keep y'all happy but I like the stuff I put out to have good quality. With that being said, I ended up taking a small break from writing on Wattpad.

But, I'm back and ready to write more chapters for you guysss!

I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

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Lexi...

The spa at the hotel was something serious. Everything was so pretty on the inside and the staff was amazing.

If I had to give a rating, it'd definitely get five stars.

I paid for everything I had done and grabbed my belongings to get ready and head back up to the hotel room.

Checking the time on my lock screen, I saw that I had been at the spa for about four hours. I loved it so much in there that I probably would've spent my whole day in there if it wasn't for Fetty blowing up my phone.

I pressed the button on the wall and simply waited for the elevator to come down.

It was most likely going to take a while since it was coming all the way down from the floor I needed to get to which happened to be all the way at the top of the hotel.

Once it finally reached the first floor, I sighed in relief and immediately stepped inside seeing that no one was inside.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, someone yelled, "Wait!" It was a deep voice.

I started to be a bitch and just press the elevator close door because I was eager to get back to my husband but I knew it wasn't exactly the right thing to do.

I wish somebody would do that to me- I'd shoot a motherfucker in the face.

But, I immediately stuck my foot in the crack of the door so that it wouldn't close.

A man slid into the elevator and flashed me a warm, friendly smile. "Thanks so much, beautiful." He thanked me.

I flashed a smile back, replying, "No problem." I unlocked my cell phone and checked for any messages from anyone.

"So, are you from here? You know, Paris."

I'm very much aware of where I am at the moment, sir.

"Actually, no. I'm from the states." I simply replied, not looking up from my phone.

"Oh really? So am I." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I just wanted to let you know that you are so beautiful. One of the most beautiful women I've ever seen."

"You're too sweet. My husband thinks the same about me." I sarcastically said and slightly laughed while flashing my ring. "I'm pretty sure you know of him."

He raised his eyebrow at me. "Hmm?" He answered.

"Fetty Wap, the rapper/singer. That's all me." I boasted.

"I knew he was married but damn," He examined my facial features. "I never would've thought he would've bagged a beauty like you." He complimented.

"Was that an insult to my husband? 'Cause imma just let you know right now- I fight for my baby." I jokingly threatened.

I looked up once I heard an automated voice announce, "Fifteenth floor..." The number fifteen popped up in red lights before the doors opened.

I stuck my foot in the door to keep it from closing so that I could properly dismiss myself. "Um, this is my floor so..." I trailed off. "Nice meeting you-"

"Dante."

"Dante, got it." I held a thumb up. I proceeded to get off.

He stopped me by grabbing onto my shoulder. My first natural reaction was to shrug his hand off of my shoulder, which I did.

"Sorry, but-but can I get your name?" He quickly asked.

"Um, married? My husband probably won't like the conversation we had, let along giving you my name." I softly explained.

"So Mr. Trap Queen won't let you have friends?" He asked.

"I have to go." I quickly told Dante before stepping off of the elevator, letting the doors close behind me.

I walked down the hall to the room Fetty and I were staying in. I put the key card in the door, letting it open.

I could hear him talking. I guessed he was talking on the phone to one of his friends or something, but a couple of seconds later he happened to mention comments moving too fast and that gave me the idea that he was on Periscope with his fans.

"Aye, and imma tell 'em one mo' thing!" I yelled as I walked into the room.

Fetty instantly joined in. "I think I hit 'dat bitch; I think I broke her damn bed springs!" He laughed. "Yo... My wife back so I should probably get off. Bye-"

"Oh, no. You can talk to your fans." I waved him off.

"You su-"

"Boy, you just want some play." I laughed while I laid down on the bed. "Talk to your fans while I rest. Then we can talk about doin' something later." I quietly said.

"Oh shit. I'm gettin' some pussy." He stuck his tongue out at the camera.

"Will!" I shouted, annoyance clearly evident in my voice. "Stop sayin' that word!"

"Pussy, pussy, pussy." He teased. "First imma eat ya' pussy, then imma get in 'dat puss-"

"Y'all see how annoying he is?" I grabbed his phone from him and talked to the camera. "Y'all be sayin' y'all want my husband? Well somebody come pick him up. I'm done wit' him."

I giggled as Fetty kissed on my neck. "Get off of meee!"

I could feel his hand sliding down my thigh and into my leggings, playing with my clit for a while.

I let out a moan, feeling embarrassed shortly afterwards since I was still on Periscope.

"I said get off of me." I laughed, punching Fetty in the chest.

"Yo!" He laughed. "That's a muh'fuckin' bet."

He took the phone away from me and put the camera on him while he rubbed the spot where I hit him. "Y'all see how she treat a nigga? Disrespectful. I'm single." He glared at me. "Who want a nigga?"

I raised my hand to hit him again, but this time I aimed for the face. "I swear, one day imma punch you dead in yo shit."

"Aight."

I kissed him on his cheek, licking it before bursting out in laughter. "Love you, daddy." I hopped off of the bed. I was laughing like an idiot.

"Ew," He whined as he wiped his cheek. "Come hea'." He muttered, biting down on his bottom lip.

He quickly ended the broadcast on Periscope and dropped his phone down on the bed. "Come hea', I ain't gone tell you again, ma."

I attempted to run towards the bathroom but Fetty still caught me. "Aw man." I grumbled. "Okay, you caught me. You can put me down now."

"Okay." He simply responded before he dropped me down on the bed, pulling his shirt over his head.

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Hmm, I don't know.

Should I do a sex scene with my favs or naaaah? My nasty ass will most likely do it anyways... heheh