Page 45 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

But it didn’t feel the same either.

Alana

“I don’t like being left out… and something about them felt like I was.”

One Week Later

Iwas out with the girls, ready for sushi and sake in Beverly Hills. I had a long week working on my podcast. All I wanted to do was have a drink and good sushi. But I also couldn’t wait to see Sade with her sneaky ass.

I showed up first and got our table. The girls showed up a few minutes later. Nia. Laila. Sade and our other friend named Jenny.

I stood up to greet them, all smiles… even Nia. I was still a little shocked she was fucking Vaughn, but I brushed it off. Now it was Sade I was side-eyeing.

We sat down, let the vibe start, but once the food and liquor got in us, my mouth got to moving.

“So, Miss Sade Bennett… when were you going to tell us you signed a deal with V Saint? When were you gonna say that?”

Sade looked at Laila. Laila looked at her. They both laughed.

I already knew, though. Vaughn had been ignoring me, so I had been checking his social media. He hardly posted, but his business page was active. Two days prior, he posted her company, congratulating them on the deal.

“Didn’t think it was a big deal to tell,” she said, sipping her drink like it was nothing.

Nia gasped and hugged her.

“I’m happy for you, friend. Get that bag,” she said.

“Thank you, friend,” Sade replied, and they toasted.

“For the record, I’m not hating. I just think it’s weird you ain’t tell us,” I said, looking right at her.

“What’s weird is you on that man business page lurking. You know now, what’s next? You gon’ come help us work on three buildings under construction for two years?” she shot back, raising her eyebrow.

I felt that, but I didn’t clap back.

“Never. But congrats, girl. Let’s drink to that,” I said, lifting my glass.

Everybody toasted.

Except her.

I brushed it off, and dinner moved on, but I couldn’t stop looking at her. Something was off.

She didn’t come off like the same quiet, innocent virgin I met three years ago. She had been dating more, especially after her breast reduction and tummy tuck surgery last year. I could tell she was fully healed, but that wasn’t it.

It was the way she moved.

The way she answered me.

The way she guarded that deal.

I started wondering if she really was a virgin still.

$$$$$$$

Later that night, I went to the club with another nigga. I wasn’t even pressed about him; I just wasn’t about to sit in the house thinking about Sade and Vaughn all night.

We walked in, trap music loud, section already set. I was halfway listening to him talk when I saw Vaughn across the room.