“You haven’t seen the video? It’s all over the internet right now, and I’m trying to find the source to get it scrubbed, but I’m afraid it’s too late,” she vented, sounding stressed to the max.
“I just got up and started moving around. I don’t know anything about a video.” My stomach dropped because whatever it was had to be bad, based on her reaction.
“I’m sending it to you now. Try not to fly off the handle; the team and I are working to get this taken care of.”
Her warning sent me into a panic as I clicked on the link. My eyes widened as I watched Golden on her knees, sucking my dick. I remembered the day it happened, because we were in her dressing room. It confused me all the same because there weren’t any cameras in our dressing rooms.
“What the fuck! Who took this video?” I asked as I paced the room.
“I don’t know, Keyz. I’ve spoken to several sources, and I have a feeling Golden is behind this. Someone sent me screenshots of posts she had made to her close friends before deleting them. It seems like she may have been crashing out about the breakup,” Fatima explained. She sent me those as well, and it only confused me more. Golden was posting subliminal messages as if I had broken her heart or something.
Don’t trust these niggas.
Fuck Love. Get Your Money Up, Sis.
Pretty niggas break your heart the worst.
I’ll never play second to any bitch. I’m always number one.
I always get the last laugh.
“What the hell? I don’t understand why she’s reacting this way. We weren’t in a real relationship, and I never fucked her.”
“Well, it doesn’t look that way to the media. It looks as if you dumped her for another woman and strung her along. She posted a video of herself crying, and a lot of women are on her side. The only thing saving you right now is the fact that you are very well-endowed and have temporarily distracted them with your dick. This could get very bad if we can’t get ahead of this train wreck. Please do us all a favor and don’t post anything else on social media. We don’t want to run the risk of people finding out where you are, because you don’t have enough security to protect your whole family,” Fatima advised.
I thought about telling her that my niggas and I were strapped but decided to keep that information to myself.
“Alright. I need to let my girl know what’s going on. If you need me to issue a statement or do anything else, let me know. I’m probably gonna have my phone off most of the day, so call Logic’s phone.” My notifications were already going crazy, and it would only get worse. I wanted to call Golden and cuss her ass out, but Fatima advised me to cut off all communication with her to avoid her twisting my words. The only thing I wanted to twist was her fucking neck for playing with me.
“Fuck!” I roared, feeling myself getting angrier by the second. I sat in the bathroom a little while longer, attempting to get my thoughts together. As I scrolled through my photo gallery, I couldn’t help but smile as I flipped through all the pictures of my family. There was a time when I thought I would never have one, and I refused to let anyone mess it up. I would give it all up before I allowed anything or anyone to tear us apart.
My finger hovered over the photo I took of my family sleeping next to me, and I decided to make one more post before I logged out for the next few days. Fatima would probably be pissed, but I didn’t give a fuck. Folks were gonna learn to stop playing with me.
I posted the photo with a caption to make myself abundantly clear.
Within a minute, I had over three thousand likes and four hundred comments, letting me know it was time for me to log out. When I walked back into the room, my shoulders dropped as I noticed Naiari typing aggressively on her phone. Her pretty face was scrunched up with anger, and I prayed it wasn’t what I thought it was.
“Bonjou, Cheri. I didn’t realize you were up.” I greeted her, leaning down to kiss her lips. She turned her head, causing the kiss to land on her cheek. Her actions confirmed she was upset with me.
“I was thinking we could get the kids dressed and spend some time on the beach. It’s supposed to be really nice out today, and I spoke with the hotel staff, and they told me they offer picnic baskets.” I scratched the back of my neck, feeling like a kid who was in trouble with his parents. “Did you hear what I said?”
If looks could kill, I would have dropped dead on the floor. Cocoa glanced down at the kids before glaring at me. I stood back as she slid her feet into her house shoes before walking toward the balcony. I followed her, making sure to close the sliding door behind me.
“Baby, I—”
“Don’t. Don’t say you’re sorry because it will only piss me off more. On one hand, I can’t be upset because we weren’t together, but Keynauri, you looked me in my face and lied. You told me the two of you were faking, and there was nothing between you two.” Naiari hissed.
“I didn’t lie. There wasn’t anything romantic going on between the two of us.”
“Well, there was obviously something if your dick was lodged in her throat! Why would you let someone record you when you know that you’re a public figure? Not to mention the fact that you have children who will one day see you exposed on the internet. What were you thinking?” she ranted while pacing back and forth.
“I realize it looks bad.” Cocoa stopped pacing and gave me a look that said, “You think?” I rubbed my hand across my beard, trying to gather my thoughts.
“Look. I know it looks bad, but I swear I never lied to you. I’ve let you see plenty of messages, so you know it was nothing more than a business arrangement. Now, I will admit she sucked my dick once, but I never stuck my dick in her.”
“I want to believe you, but it doesn’t explain why she is crashing out like this. Do you know this hoe is claiming to bein the hospital suffering from a miscarriage? Keynauri, I’m so upset I could wring your fucking neck right now. The internet is calling me a home-wrecker when I’m the fucking owner of the house! This is ridiculous.” She fussed through gritted teeth. The news she revealed left me speechless.
“Wait. Are you serious right now? I never slept with her, so if she was pregnant, it wasn’t mine. You already know I don’t play those games, and as you said, you and I weren’t together, so I have no reason to lie. She gon’ fuck around and get hit with a lawsuit because I’m not about to let her drag your name or mine when she knows what it was. As a matter of fact, I’m about to have Fatima send her a cease and desist before she can even take this any further. She is playin’ a dangerous game, and I’m not the one to play with.”
