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Odell Beckham Jr.

I opened the door to Nadia's new shop and looked around.

Damn she really outdid herself on this one...

I know I was the last person she wanted to see, but she was mine. And I needed to set the record straight between me and her and explain to her how much she meant to me.

I stepped in and my eyes immediately roamed to her, in which she stood out in a sea of people. I wasted no time pushing my way through the crowd, slowly approaching her.

As soon as the back of her body was in full view, a tall light skinned nigga with a beard and waves walked up to her and whispered something in her ear before pulling her in the opposite direction. I left out a frustrated sigh, furrowing my eyebrows and began to go after them.

As he pulled her into one of the back rooms, I stood around the corner by the door, listening. It wasn't long before the sound of her beautiful moans filled my ears, and my body filled with rage.

I forced my way in the back room as my eyes scanned the room.

"Odell?!" She shouted, covering herself.

"Who the fuck are you?" The nigga with her asked, sizing me up.

"Her fucking nigga! Who are you is the damn question!" I shouted in retaliation.

"The fuck your ain't! She told me about you, you wanna walk up in here like you run shit and she's yours, she's my woman and I'm not about to let you come here and stress her out." He said, bringing his voice and attitude down.

Though he seemed to be calm, my blood was still boiling and I was ready to shoot this nigga.

How could she move on so quickly? I thought she loved me?

I thought to myself before my anger took over her and I was tackling the other nigga to the floor.

"Stop! Stop please!" Nadia pleaded, but at this point I had blacked out and was showing no signs of stopping. The guy flipped me onto my back and began to punch me repeatedly, causing blood and spit to fly from my mouth and nose.

Nadia Morgan

I watched in horror as Odell and Clarence fought each other. I continuously attempted to pull them off of each other but it was no use. I fixed my dress while running into the salon, yelling for security. Everyone turned to me and murmured amongst themselves, trying to grasp what was going on.

My 4 very well built security guards, 2 of which who were my personal body guards, broke their way through the crowd and rushed up to me. I quickly explained what was happening, exasperated and out of breath.

"Alright we'll handle it." Jeff spoke in a dark tone.

Within about 3 minutes, security emerged from the back with tight grips on Clarence and Odell. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy that the fight had been broken up.

"Oh my god girl are you okay?" Cassidy came running up to me and put her arms on my shoulders. I looked at her with tears in my eyes as she pulled me into a tight hug.

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