*justins P.O.V.*
"Kitten what's wrong?" I asked kneeling down in front of Ashley as she was sat in the couch .
"I have to do some interviews, a movie, and a t.v. Show." She groaned rubbing her temples stressfully.
"You don't have to do them, we have enough money to last our whole life and for our kids to be well off." I explained taking her hands in mine.
"I know, but I feel bad. Like I'm letting down my fans by retiring." She said interlocking her fingers between mine.
"Babe, I retired and my fans aren't disappointed. I'm still going to do shows every once in a while and do some radio interviews, I'm just not in full swing. You can do some stuff, just don't stress your self out, okay?"
"Okay." She smiled leaning in and kissing me.
"I still want to do the interviews though." she said stubbornly. I nodded and chuckled, knowing there was no way i could get her to comply.
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"Mommy's gonna be home real soon baby, be good for daddy." Ashley said holding Emma in her arms as she cradled her.
"Babe. The driver texted me that he's here." i said . She nodded and sighed while placing Emma reluctantly back into her crib.
"I'm gonna miss you Jay." She pouted as we walked down the stairs and into the foyer where her luggage was.
"Baby it's only for two weeks. It will go by so fast ." I said kissing her.
"Okay. Bye jay, I love you." She said.
"I love you to baby. Have a safe flight. Please call me or text me once you landed so I know your safe." I said holding her in my arms.
"Will do. Bye." She smiled wheeling her luggage out to the limo.
I watched as it pulled away and sighed.
What the hell am I going to do for two weeks?
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* 2 weeks later*
"FREDO!?" I screamed rushing around the house looking for him.
He was watching Emma for me last night when I went to a club with Khalil, twist, and Za.
Things got a little out of hand and I ended up not coming home until just now.
I have no idea what happened. All I know is I fucked up and slept with some worthless whore.
Ashley is never going to forgive me. I need to tell her though, the guilt will be to much for me to handle.
"I'm in the living room dip shit." He called back making a sense of relief wash over me.
"Hey man, where's Emma?" I asked noticing he wasn't holding her. He let out a nervous cough and avoided eye contact with me. "Fredo." I warned, knowing he was hiding something from me.
"She's gone."
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN SHES GONE!?" I asked furiously standing up. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Um Ashley took her." He said lowly.
"Where the hell did she take her?" I asked menacingly, already irritated that no one contacted me to inform me about what ever this was.
"I don't know many apparently someone told her about what you did with the whore and she got mad and left. She left you" he said before getting up and leaving.
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Becoming Mrs.Bieber(sequel to SBD)
FanfictionJust when Ashley and Justin hit a rough patch they were given a bundle of joy. Emma Taylor Bieber. Now with both their lives on track and everything going as planned , how long will it last? From planning a wedding to caring for a new born, will...