Page 74 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 2

“I always do.” I ended the call, tossed my phone into my bag, and opened my car door.

The cameras immediately started flashing.

“Ginger!”

“Ginger, over here!”

“Ginger, look this way!”

“Is the new album coming this year?”

I stepped out and smiled, giving them a few poses like I wasn’t already behind schedule. I turned slightly to the side, popped my hip out, gave them another smile, then started toward the building.

My security was standing nearby and fell into step with me as I walked.

“Looking beautiful today, Ginger!”

“I know, baby. Thank you.” I blew the cameras a kiss and headed inside.

The second those doors closed behind me, my smile dropped.

I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and headed down the hallway toward my session.

Now, to get to my session, I had to pass the studio Ozy typically used whenever we came here. I figured there was no harm in me stopping in front of that door for a quick second because I wanted to peek in and see exactly who he had in there with him.

There was one of his security guards standing outside the door with his hands folded in front of him. He barely even looked at me.

I shifted my bag higher on my shoulder.

“Excuse me.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. Mr. Love doesn’t want to be disturbed.”

I stared at him.

“Okay…but do you know who the hell I am?”

“Yes, ma’am. I know who you are.”

“Okay, so move.”

He didn’t.

“Again, Mr. Love said he did not want to be disturbed by anybody.”

I sucked my teeth and crossed my arms, shifting all my weight onto one foot.

“Well, who the hell is he in there with?”

Nothing.

The man stood there looking straight ahead. His face didn’t even look familiar. He must’ve been new.

“Hello? Did you hear me?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“So, who is he in there with?”