"Paul, why are you bringing me this shit?" She scoffed tilted back in her chair while her feet layed on the table show casing her stiletto heels.
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"Oh I see your in a good mood." Paul sighed.
"I'm assuming your Mr. Mathers?" She said ignoring Paul's previous statement and turning to the man next to him.
"That be me." He said.
"Why are you here?" She asked frowning.
"A proposal." Marshall said.
"I'm already engaged to a jackass, I don't need another one." She quipped.
"Not that kind of proposal." Paul sighed rubbing his forehead. "Look, I know we need to have a show casing this year, but everyone in Def Jam is busy and we need someone who's going to represent." Paul argued.
"Which is why this is YOUR problem, don't drag me into your issues Rosenberg." She hummed.
"Your Co CEO." He pointed out.
"Your CEO." She shot back. "I already have enough musical artist to deal with, I don't need this!" She snipped.
"But we need a show casing, so I suggested we have Em do a couple concerts and just sponsor us." Paul suggested.
"Seriously, him?" She said pointing to Marshall who eyebrows furrowed at her repulsed attitude.
"Yeah what's wrong with me?" He said sounding pissed.
"Look honey, i'm not your manager so I don't have to be nice to you, but honey you haven't came out with a hit song since Love the way you lie, and your albums have been sub par at best. You haven't came out with anything note worthy, and the only reason Kamikaze blew up was cause you were angry and dissed everyone in the rap game, not including that little feud with that MGK dude, Sorry if the truth hurts." She sounded off.
Marshall face shifted into one of pure outrage and he was just about to explode until someone entered the room carrying a huge bouquet of flowers.
"For you Ms." The assistant said handing her the flowers.
"Uhg, another bouquet of flowers, I hate roses." She spat taking out the card and ripping it to shreds.
"Boyfriend pissed you off?" Paul noted. "That's why your such a-
"Cunt." Marshall finished.
"I was gonna say jackass but that works too." He laughed.
"He's a idiot, a cheating idiot, he thinks he can buy me a bunch of stupid roses and everything's going to be all peachy, that jerk's got another thing coming." She seethed. "Cheating on me? Do you have any idea how many guy's line up for ALLLLLLL this!?" She said gesturing to herself.
"Anyway, i'm not convinced." She said calmly too Marshall.
"What if I give you a whole new album by the end of the year? Get some features from Royce, Sean, maybe even that Lizzo chick, she's hot right now." Marshall smirked knowing he had caught her interest when he said Lizzo.
That girl was gold at the moment.
"Why a man great til he gotta be great?" She asked him, quoting directly from Liz herself.
"That mean we got a deal?" Marshall asked.
"I don't know." She said slowly.
"Look, your a 40 year old something woman, who's a Co owner of a large company, with a cheating fiance who probably's only dating you for your money, and if this company goes down, not only will you be out of a job but a husband, and a career, So unless you like buying your makeup at the local Ulta Beauty down the street, and buying your weaves on discount I suggest you get your head out of your ass, and trust me..Sorry if the truth hurts." He smirked.
This literally came out the blue in my head, sorry it's been such a while!! I've kind of had writers block, and also just enjoying summer and relaxing for a min. If you want more imagines let me know, if you have any request for an imagine DM me or comment below!!
