“And? That’s yo fucking job. Act like you got some kind of willpower.”
“When have you ever known me to have willpower?”
“Nigga, find some. You ain’t about to be making shit messy at my label because you fucking all the female artists.”
“Wait, you gone sign her for real? Youhaveheard her sing, right?”
Onyx couldn’t help but laugh at that. “My voice won’t perfect when I started, voice lessons perfected my shit. She got an alright instrument though.”
“I got an instrument for her thick ass,” Kas joked. Zahra was indeed cute and had a nice body, but Kas was only interested in making things work with Yanna. Still, he couldn’t stop the fleetingwhat ifat the thought of having a woman who was actually open to being loved.
“I’mma end up with high blood pressure fucking with you. I tell you what though, you fuck her, and you cost her a deal because I had enough drama inmycareer. I don’t need scandal on my label because you a hoe.”
“How you gone put that girl career in my hands?”
“Like I just did.”
“That’s fucked up because I don’t really see her potential. If it comes down to me fucking her or her having a career, she getting this dick. She’d do good on OnlyFans though.”
“Ain’t no way I raised you.” Onyx hooted.
“I’m only a reflection of you, big brother. I knew you before you met Troi baby, remember that.”
“I’m a different man now. Speaking of Baby though, let’s gone and get out of here. I know Kian probably driving her up the wall by now.”
“Hell yea, lil’ bad ass muh’fucka. Y’all ain’t never think about sending his ass to obedience school or something?”
“My son not no fucking puppy, nigga. Come on before I beat yo ass.”
Onyx threw his brother a few air punches before they packed up and exited the studio being sure to lock up behind themselves.
Yanna pulled her car onto 5thAvenue and parked in front of her mother’s home before hopping out. Hope that the visit with her mother would be a good one fled as she approached the door and heard her mother yelling. Quickening her pace, Yanna sped to her mother’s door, using her key for entrance. Stress mounted when she entered the home and found Janis throwing cleaning products at the cleaning lady she’d hired to keep her home in tact.
“Ma! Ma, what are you doing?!”
“Ohhh, well look who it is. My daughter finally remembered the person who gave birth to her!”
“Please. What is going on here?”
“I came here to clean like I was hired to do. This house was scheduled for today. She let me in, but as soon as I started touching things, she flipped.”
“Fucking right I did! Who the hell are you to come into my house, touching shit? Jaiyanna, who the hell is she, because they saidyouhired them.”
“I did, Ma, remember I called and told you the cleaning service would be coming by to make sure your house stayed clean.”
“I can keep my own damn house clean. I for damn sure don’t need no Mexican bitch in my house touching shit, probably stealing!”
“Oh my goodness, do you know how freaking racist you sound? You know what, I’m sorry. What’s your name?”
“Um, Jessenia.”
“Jessenia, I’m so sorry you had to deal with her. I’ll make sure the agency knows this wasn’t your fault, but you can go.”
Jessenia nodded and quickly ran out of the house.
“Don’t be apologizing for me like I’m some kind of invalid.”
“That’s exactly what you’re acting like right now, Ma.”
