Chapter 3 .

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Brooklyn , New York .

August pov .

8:30 A.M

" sorry sir , but mrs.steel is busy until 10:30 . That's when she gets out of her meeting " her receptionist Kelly reminded me for the 3rd time .

I started to grow impatient with These mind games that Kennedy was fucking playing . I knew her whole fucking schedule because I hacked into her Mac Book pro last night . She didn't have to be at a meeting until 12:00pm witch gave us more than enough time to talk about why she's been dodging me like a fucking dodge ball .

" I'll just take a look ma damn self" I responded before walking down the narrow hall way .

" sorry sir but you can't do that or I'll have to call the security " .

I threw my head back and laughed . This bitch .

" I am the fucking security " . And with that I proceeded to make my way toward her door . After a few minutes , I approached it . Leaning my ear against the door , I could slightly hear her conversation .

" no mom I don't work on Memorial Day .... you know I hate family reunions ! .... why do they want to see me anyways ?! .... who gives a fu- freak !"

I snickered a bit hearing her change her vocabulary . She was always one to use vulgar language.

I waited a good 3 minutes until she hung up and bluntly opened the door not caring to knock . Shit I was here for one thing and that was answers .

She jumped at my entrance and clutched her chest as I kicked the door shut .

" wazzam kennedy ?" I spoke while causally heading over to her desk .

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Kennedy pov .

" crazy ass woman !" I muttered as I finished hanging up with my mom . I rolled my eyes at the thought of her wanting me to go to a family reunion all the way in fucking Baton Rouge .

After placing my phone inside of my draw and slamming it shut , I heard my door open which caused me to frown and look up .

There stood august . He analyzed my face for a while before kicking my door shut with so much force that it could damn near put a hole in it .

The fuck was up with him ?

" wazzam kennedy " was all he said as he casually strolled to my chair that sat on the other side of my desk .

I bit the inside of my lip because I was now scared . August was calm ! To damn calm . This was the side that nobody dared to come across . At this point , I knew he was pissed .

" why you been dodging ma ? "

I stayed quiet , my leg shook uncontrollably which caused my upper body to shake . I started to bite the red fingernail polish off of my nails . The taste became toxic in my mouth .

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