chapter 21

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reeces pov

i stand up and turn around and sit in my chair, pulling my macbook closer to me

i go through e-mail after e-mail and file after file when there's a knock at the door

"come in" i yell, not lifting my eyes and still reading the file in my hand

the door opens and in walks vanessa. i know it's her without even looking up from the file due to her 8 inch high heels that she wears no matter what

it could be a fucking zombie apocalypse and she would still wear them. the world could be ending and she will still wear them. she could wake up from a coma and cry because she wasn't wearing them

"vanessa, what are you doing here?" i ask still not looking up from my file or computer

"i came to see you baby" she attempts to purr but it sounds like a dead cat. she walks towards me, pushes my chair back and sits on my lap

your probably wondering who this vanessa girl is. well she's one of my sluts basically. she thinks we're dating but we're not and i've told her that many times. she makes my men bow down to her and wait on her hand and foot which everyone hates including me

"i wanted to surprise you baby" she says into my ear, biting on it hardly. she can't seduce someone to save her life, honestly it's kinda funny

"vanessa, please get off of me. i have work i need to do" i say to her finally looking up from the file as she takes it away from me

she gets up off of me and grabs my hand pulling me out of my chair and walks out of my office. i just follow behind her cause why not

she walks up one flight of stairs and opens the door to the only guest room we have. yes we have a guest room but i told everyone to tell jordi we don't have one so she can sleep with me. smart planning, i know

she closes the door behind us and slams me against it. she starts kissing me and i kiss her back. her kisses are sloppy and disgusting, absolutely fucking disgusting

she starts kissing down my jaw and grinds against me. she's nearly my height in those fucking heels that she constantly wears

"vanessa" i groan

"that's right baby, moan my name" she moans against my jaw

"vanessa, stop" i say but she continues to kiss me. "vanessa. i said stop" i semi yell pushing her away from me

"what! why! why are you stopping me! i'm your fucking girlfriend!" she screams at me

"we are not fucking dating and never will. you use me for money and shit like that. leave" i say back calmly

"you'll regret this!" she screams at me

"please. you use me for money, fame and so you feel like a 'queen', you've also fucked everything that lives and has legs" i say to her rolling my eyes

hey, it's true. i've walked in on her giving men blow jobs and her having sex many times. in fact i once wakes in on her have a threesome

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