The Nookie Still Ain't Free by Nika Michelle

Author:Nika Michelle [Michelle, Nika]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1499269412
Amazon: B00GZCC5V4
Publisher: Sullivan Productions, LLC
Published: 2013-11-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Aneesa

Cash may have been done with me, but I was focused on doing me. I was going to pursue my quest for stardom on my own and I had just what I needed to get to the top. I hadn’t heard from that nigga and I had no idea if he had actually moved into his condo in The Twelve. The way a bitch was feeling, I really didn’t give a damn. I had to convince myself that it was his loss not mine.

I had erased the video of Xavier and Lorenzo from my phone after I emailed it to myself. Instead of using my secret weapon right away, I decided to leave it in my arsenal until I really needed it. In the meantime I would do all of the photo and video shoots I could to save some money for studio time. After Milla and I recorded our demo, I would pull out all the stops to get a meeting with Malcolm. If I didn’t have to use the video I wouldn’t. It was hard to keep it to myself, but it was worth it. Something told me that it would come in handy. For the time being nobody knew about the video other than me.

I decided not to mention it to my sister or cousin because I didn’t need them running their mouths about it. The shock value would be all fucked up then. Sometimes you had to drop a bomb to get your point across. If Xavier played his cards right the video would never have to be exposed.

The shoot for King Magazine was about to get started. I was out of hair and make-up and if I must say so myself, I looked fierce. Of course I was barely covered and my assets were hanging all out. If that was what I had to do to get my name and face out there then so be it. It wasn’t like I hadn’t done less tasteful shit for money. I felt like a bitch was moving on up.

Before the photographer could even start directing me, there was a ruckus heard outside in the hallway.

“What the fuck?” The tall hippy, brown skinned chick who was sitting in front of a computer asked.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Some built, dark skinned dude who was just standing around asked with an attitude.

The photographer shook his head and looked at me. “Let’s get started,” he said just as the door busted open.

The shocked looked on my face said it all when I spotted Cash storming inside. What the hell was he doing there and what the fuck was his problem? He looked pissed off to another level as he made his way over to me.

“I need to talk to you…now!” His voice was firm as he grabbed my arm and literally pulled me out into the hallway.

It all happened so fast that I didn’t even get to see the reaction of the crew. They were probably even madder than he seemed to be.

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