Corrupted (A Tyga Love Story) COMPLETED

Chapter Twenty Four

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Chapter Twenty Four

 

Michael Stevenson (Tyga)

 

I didn't know how it happened, but Dom had gotten me to the city hall at two in the morning, and I had signed my name on the marriage contract.

 

I had kept telling him over and over I had someone at home I really cared about, but Dom just wasn't hearing it. He said, 'Michael, you know me. Would Dom ever lead you astray? Just trust me'.

 

Trust was everything in the game, you had no trust, you had no one. And I'd known Dom for so long, so he already had my trust and my word, so there was no backing out.

 

So Melanie and I had gotten married, her in a maxi dress, and me in my Khaki Tru Religions and a Last Kings T-shirt. When I signed my name on the line I felt a bunch of acid trying to come up. I knew I was gonna hurt Jade, but what no one understood was how strong my loyalties were. If I gave you my word, I meant that, till the death.

 

I felt like I was on a treasure hunt the way everything was happening so fast. One minute I was at City Hall, the next I was on a private jet flying to El Salvador to put Melanie in a hide out.

 

Yeah Dom could've asked someone else to do all his dirty work, but he'd asked me, because he trusted me to get the job done. I just didn't expect shit to turn so fast.

 

We were at my house, and I was packing clothes and my hygiene stuff for the trip. I didn't know how long I'd be in El Salvador for, so I had to pack extra just in case.

"Michael, do I really have to use that stupid name? I don't even look like a Gloria." Melanie frowned as she read her fake passport. I don't know how Dom's people did it, but Melanie had a legitimate birth certificate, plane ticket, and passport in less than two hours.

"It's just for your safety." I said and went into the bathroom to grab some more of my toiletries.

"So what're you gonna do now?" Chris asked me as he sat on the edge of the bathtub. Dom had told Chris he needed him to stay back in Miami and watch Chance's every move, and to be ready for war.

“Drop her off and head back here. I got too much to deal with right now. Jade’s been hitting me up like crazy, and I’ve been dodging all her calls. I don’t even know what to say to her ass nigga.” I sighed and grabbed my favorite after shave and Dior cologne.

"I don't see why she still messes with you nigga, you stay dipping on her." Chris laughed and walked out of the bathroom.

 

Yeah, he was right, but I'd never admit that shit. I'm the best and only nigga Jade needs.