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Next day

I wasted no time plotting against Nadia and planning her downfall. For real this time.

Lalani wasn't being any help, so I decided to call up her ex to keep her distracted. I went through her phone a while ago and found some numbers that could potentially be useful. And it seemed one came just in handy.

"Hello?" A young girl with a thick exotic accent answered the phone shyly.

"Hello. Is this Desiree?" I picked at my nails.

"Yes this is she... who is this?" She asked.

"Don't worry about it sweetheart. I was wondering, what is your current status with Lalani?"

"I don't really think that's any of your busine-"

"It is entirely my business bitch. Don't get it twisted. Listen, if you tell anyone about this, I'll have someone personally kill everyone you love right in front of you so don't try me hun. I'll pay you 20,000 on the spot if you can find a way to get Lalani to fall for you again." Occur her off and sat up in my seat.

"Tw- twenty thousand?!" She shouted, still in a soft voice.

"Yes. Don't ask what the purpose of it is for, I just need you to keep Lalani distracted with you for a week or so, and I will give you your pay if you are successful. Now. Do we have a deal or no?"

"W-we have a deal. But there's just one thing..."

"And what would that be?"

"I live in Barbados."

Nadia Morgan

After Lalani left, I opened the door to see none other than Odell standing there.

"What do you need?" I asked with a slight attitude seeing that I had just laid down and just wanted to chill.

"I was just in the neighborhood and I wanted to say hi." He smiled slyly as if I didn't know what he was trying to do.

"Look Odell, I know you wanted to see me and all, but I'm not in the mood right now." I sighed.

"Well let me get you in a better one." He licked his lips and tried to make his way in before I placed a hand on his chest, pushing him back slightly.

"Nadia... what did I do to you man? I did all this shit for you and you don't even want to return the favor." He pouted angrily.

"Well to be completely honest with you, you're a dirty dog for cheating on me with Shayla. I actually was considering giving you the time of day. But seems you ruin that too." I rolled my eyes but just before I could close the door in his face he grabbed my neck and rammed me up against the wall.

"Aye I ain't like these other niggas. You ain't gon talk to me any type of way. Ya' hea'?" His accent started to peek through, and to be completely honest, my panties were extremely moist.

"And I ain't like these other females. You ain't gon treat me any type of way!" I dug my nail into his hand until he hissed and released his grip on my neck.

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