The music industry is the messiest industry you can get into. Artist are always getting fucked over. You out here doing shows every two days for three months, selling millions of records, but the money not rolling in. It's all because of one tiny mistake, they didn't read their contract. Who could blame them? When you at the table with the record executive with paper and a pen in front of you, reading is the last thing on your mind.
Y/N and Keith walked in hand in hand into Dustin Ave Records office along with his manager Lesley. The married couple requested a meeting with Louis to discuss about a few things. When the elevator doors open the three saw Louis standing in the middle of his lobby with his bodyguard being him.
" This nigga always with him ", Y/N groaned.
Keith looked down to his wife rubbing her hand. Keith is known as the famous rapper Gutta. So far he has two studio albums, sold millions of copies, and sold out at Madison Square Garden in one hour. Gutta is amazing and his wife made sure to tell him that every day.
As soon as they stop in front of Louis Y/N drops a bunch of papers at his feet.
" What is this?"
" The residual money you owe me."
" G I already told you it's on the way."
" Oh for real cause you been saying that shit for two months ", Lesley yelled.
She earned the side eye from both Louis and Y/N.
" Why she here?"
" Sometimes I wonder the same thing ", Y/N mumbled.
" She my manager, why would she not be here."
" G what is it that you want to talk about I got another meeting to attend to in fifteen minutes."
" About this damn money you owe me. Pay me my money I made those records!"
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Y/N has been with Keith ever since they was living in the projects when they were teenagers. She has never seen him this mad before.
" You think you can just walk up in my place talking to me like you crazy? Huh? Cause I'm the boss you the worker. You get paid when I feel like paying you!"
" Hold the fuck up. How you going decide when you get to pay him when he earned this money. The only reason why Dustin Ave is on the map is because of Gutta. If he wasn't here it would be shit."
This is the reason why Keith married Y/N because she just a down ass chick that likes to handle business.
" When grown folks are talking you shut the fuck up!"
" Don't talk to her like that! Leave Y/N out of this! Louis I'm done doing this ring around a rosie bullshit...I'm out."
" So you just going to leave. You think you better than Dustin Ave now!"
" He'll yeah I think I'm better I got a hundred other labels ready to sign me right now and that's on my momma!"
" And you think you about to go over there with your unreleased song? In your contacts it's states that I own the masters...I basically own you!"
" What?"
Louis looked at Lesley and started chuckling.
" That's why you don't let your manager handle your business for you...they can leave out a few things."
" You knew this shit and you watched Keith stress over this. I'm about to whoop yo ass."
Y/N took her earrings out placing them in her purse. Before she could even lunged forward to Lesley. Keith grabbed her by the waist.
" Baby she not even worth it. Lesley you fired I'm done dealing with you. You never cared about me all you wanted to do was get with me and try to replace my wife."
Keith took the chain off that Louis gave him the day he was signed and dropped it on the floor.
" It was nice doing business with y'all."
Lesley was a crying mess and Louis had a blank stare on his face.
Keith and Y/N stepped into the elevator staring dead at the too.
" I think you should start doing your own thing. You know make your own record company."
" Already one step ahead of you baby ", he smiled, " You was looking sexy out there it kind of turned me a little bit."
