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Katy's pov

We get in the car and I stare at the window,  I mean seriously this is the guy that thought I was a slut in the club the  other day,  I mean seriously I am getting married to a pervert a freaking pervert,  ugh,  I didn't know we reached the house until he went out,  I followed him out,  and the house or rather mansion was beautiful, " are you done " he said while smirking,  I foolishly nodded, he brought my bags out left it there and started walking away,  I glared at him,   and grabbed my bags,  I reached him , "what took you so long " he said while smirking, and I did what every independent woman would do and gave him the finger.......................and believe me that was more than enough to wipe the smirk off his face...... ha take that....... you stupid butt head , ha that was a good one.


Blake's pov

W. T. F

What , I take her to her room then go back to my office when coco a. k. a ma f*ck buddy comes in " hey baby " her voice sounds like a dying cat dropped in water, " what do you want " I ask  she comes over "I want to have some fun '' " go away '' I say "but-" I cut her off " get out" I say,  she pouts,  which looks like mashed broccoli dipped in chocolate sauce,  she scrambles out, I finished my work and went downstairs to here someone humming in the kitchen,  I peep and see Katy,  she is cooking and baking and the kitchen is a mess she is wearing headphones,  a tank top with shorts and an apron,  she was dancing swaying her hips in the movement,  as if no one was there bout boys filled the whole island table and e're only focusing on one thing there her, she had made mac and cheese and brownies and now is making cupcakes and a cake she bends down to put the cupcake batter in the oven all the boys instantly become hard,  one guy says " I would like to put ma  thing in that ass" he tells her,  they start laughing,  not knowing  that she heard them,  she turns around and glares at all of them then says " before you even bring your thing near me,  I would kick it,  chop it off and feed it to you,  oh, and aren't I getting married to your boss" their eyes widen,  she continues " so you have seconds to get out" before she says five,  the room was clear I held in my  laugh and go upstairs, then thought about her tone it seemed familiar. I just shrugged and take a nap.











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