"WHAT?" I say trying to keep calm, although I absolutely wasn't.
"Hear me out first, it would be impossible for you to get half my money to you without getting caught so if we "marry" for about 6 months and get divorce it would be so much easier and no one would question it." He says.
When I think about it, he is right. I would either have to "marry" him or the Spanish Mafia but he has more money sooo.
"Deal, 6 months, this is happening tomorrow at 3.""What's the rush?" He asks.
"My money is waiting for me, the faster I get it the quicker you get your shooters." I reply.
"Tomorrow at West Hill, be ready by 2. All we need is a signature. We get married, I go back in America and live my normal life. After 6 months we meet again to get a divorce, I get my money and you get your shooters and that's that." I tell him.
"Alright."
I grab the door knob getting ready to leave when I remember something
"Oh and wear a suit." I say with a smirk on my face.I wake up to an annoying sound is my alarm clock . Reaching out to snooze I slam my hand on the edge of my nightstand.
"Ouchhhhh FUCKKK"
I get up and rest my back on the big head board. I grab my phone and look at my schedule.
"Ughh it's today " I say to myself
I had 2 hours to get ready for the "weeding" .I get up to do my daily morning routine, and finish off with a nice warm shower . Getting out I wrap my self in my gray bath robe and play my Spotify playlist on shuffle . Open my luggage I pick out my adidas track pants with with black adidas shirt and a maroon bomber jacket. Stepping in my Jordan 12's I grab my car keys and read out the door.
"good morning Blake" I hear Sam say
I nod and walk out the building to my farari. Sam follows me to my car and opens the drivers seat for me . I think by now everyone knows I do the driving it's always been so refreshing for me to drive and know I am in control of what happens with my car. I don't like putting my life in someone else's hand .
Sam closes my door and sits in the passengers seat.We teach the west hill office in 15 minutes . I park my car in the parking lot and walk inside with Sam shortly behind me. Walking in the office I notice Xavair and the lawyer are already there.
"Sorry, for the wait" I say while taking a seat beside Xavair.
"Don't worry about it " Xavair replies
"This is my lawyer he knows about our situation and he has the papers but also
some rule we have to follow for this to look real to the court."
The lawyer slides the 3 papers towards me. The first one if the marriage certificate. I sign in the dotted line with my name under and slide it to Xavair . The next paper is the contract .To whom it may concern,
This contract is to state that after 6 months you will both need to get a divorce , (unless both agree not to) Blake Velvet Gregor shall get her money and Xavair Angelo Rodriguez will get his shooters . If one fails to do so the others get all his/her money and business.I sign the paper and slide it to Xavair.
The third paper is the rules and regulation.1. Both must stay married for at least 6 months
2.No one other that the 2 leader and 1 lawyer should know about this contract. ( not even family )
3. Both must get married in the church with invited friends and family .
" What , I am not going to dress up for a real weeding what the fuck is this contract "
" Blake in order for this to look real you have to get married and make this look real to all those a close to you and the media " the lawyer replies
"FUCKKKKK, fine "
I looked at the paper and continued to read the last rule.4. Both MUST live together for the 6 months .
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Thank you for reading. I really wasn't gonna continue but I got a message telling me to continue SOOO there you go .I found anotheer person to play as Xavair. I think this is more what I imaging him looking like 🙃
AS FOR BLAKE MADISON BEER IS GONNA BE BLAKE SOOOO YEA
OR DIS GIRL CUZ SHE IS A BADDIE
yes I found her in a vevo video
No I don't know what her name is
Yes she has tattoos