Unveiled by Celsi Leigh

Author:Celsi Leigh [Leigh, Celsi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Bronx, out of the hood, basketball, elite, wealth, fame, glamour, social media, crafty chick
Publisher: Celsi Leigh Publishing
Published: 2021-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

chapter fourteen

“Our Story Was Already Written . . .”

february 22, 2017

philadelphia, pennsylvania

Malika

My breath stilled as anxiety filled me. I bit down on the inside of my lip, awaiting a reply. I was so damn nervous, awaiting his reply. I was not sure what made me ask the question, to begin with, but here we were. I know I had no business asking the boss of my no-good ass husband if he wanted to get food with me, intimately, only the two of us. Why did I do that? The words came out before I could process the thought. What the fuck are you doing, Lika! This is a bad idea and what the fuck you gonna do if he says no? I thought.

“Yes, I can eat . . .” he answered finally, his perfectly straight white teeth sparkling in the light.

I was speechless, a bitch was stuck on stupid. Am I hearing him correctly, did this fine ass, rich ass billionaire just say yes? This was all too much for me. I was overwhelmed at the thought that he wanted me. Of all the women in the world, me, little old me, LiLi? I must have been too caught up in my own thoughts because he continued before I had the opportunity to respond.

“I can have any restaurant you’d like to open up a private area for us, secluded or I can have a chef cater for us? Whatever you’d like better. I know you’re married to my player; I would not want to make it complicated for you,” he offered, looking at me sincerely.

The look of genuine concern reflected in his eyes; he was thinking of me before I was even thinking of myself. I was touched, he had a warmth and a caring nature to him that I did not expect.

“The chef can cater for us,” I replied.

Without speaking, Ethan picked up his cell phone and dialed, placing the phone on speaker as it rang. Ethan acted, he never spoke on what he was going to do or how he was going to do it, he just did it. The phone rang only once before a Hispanic lady answered.

“Mr. Ethan, shall I have security come up to escort you to the car?” the Hispanic woman greeted in a heavy accent.

“Yes, Paula, thank you. Also, please call Dianne and have her cook for a three-course dinner. Actually, one moment.” He paused, placing the phone on mute before looking up at me.

“What do you want her to make?” he asked me.

I went to answer his question when we both spoke at the same time.

“I can do sea bass,” I spoke.

“We can do sea bass,” he said, at the same exact time as me.

We looked at each other in disbelief, this shit was weird. Did we just say the same exact thing and at the same exact time? I chuckled; this was beginning to get creepy. We were in sync with each other seemingly all of the time.

“I guess we both

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