Banks pov
My hands go into fists. Twan won't back the fuck off, will he?
The anger inside me bursts and my fist collides with a wall leaving a hole as a reminder of my heat. Damn.
"Hey beb-" Alissa starts coming up into our room. Her eyes flicker to the dent in the wall I'm standing next to. "W-what happened?" She stutters. She's scared of me. My heart hurts at the thought. I would never lay a finger wrongly on Alissa.
My eyes soften and my fists let go. "I'm sorry, it was a reflex...." I mumble. Her eyes are staring me up and down. She sits down in the office chair and sighs. "My manager called.... she said I should do a collab with Twan to settle beef once and for all," Alissa says typing something quickly into the iMac.
My eyes narrow. "T-Twan?" My voice is sharp and laced with coldness. "Yes.... Ricky please don't be mad, it's just a collab. Nothing will happen," she says standing up. She walks over to me and wraps her arms around me.
My body that was once tense, softens. I hug her back and she looks up at me. I peck my lips on hers. "You're mine," I say smiling. Mine, not Twan's. "I'm yours," she says smiling. "But you're also mine." She says.
"I'm yours too,"
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Alissa Violet's Instagram
FanfictionAlissa just wants peace with her fans and her boyfriend Banks after she's getting a lot of hate. But when she gets a new comment on her post everything takes a turn. @twan liked your post. @twan started following you. @twan commented: you're hot
