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“No. She didn’t. Hold on.” A few seconds later, Shayla returns and says, “Ronald says she says it’s a personal matter and she will only speak with you.”
I ask Shayla what she looks like. The second she describes her as a J.Lo lookalike, my heart drops.
Oh no! Now this bitch has gone too far! Coming here to my place of business!
I reach for my cell and immediately call Marcel, but the call rolls over to his voicemail. I end the call, and send him a text. CALL ME. ASAP.
“Did she look armed and dangerous?”
She chuckles. “Uh, armed? No. Dangerous? No. Hella crazy? Maybe. When I went downstairs to talk with her, she was pacing back and forth in the lobby like some caged animal and talking to herself.” She lowers her voice. “Is everything okay? Do you know this woman?”
“No, no,” I say quickly. “Not really. Can you call and let the desk know I’ll be down in five minutes.”
“I think you better make it in three,” Shayla quickly says. “Um, I have Roman on the other end. He says she’s down there talking reckless. She just told him that she’s with The I’ma Turn This Bitch Upside Down Society if you don’t hurry up and get downstairs. He’s ready to call it in.”
“No, no. Tell him I’m coming right down.”
I quickly hang up and send Marcel another text: SHE’S HERE!!!! IM GOING DWNSTAIRS NOW
When he still doesn’t respond back, I pick up the phone and call up to his floor.
“MK Records…this is Alise. How may I direct your call?”
“Hello Alise. Is MarSell around?”
“Oh, hi, Missus Kennedy,” she says instantly, recognizing my voice. “Let me see.” She puts me on hold. A second or so later, she returns to the line. “Um, he’s actually in a meeting until about one. Would you like me to get a message to him?”
“No. That won’t be necessary. I sent him a text. Thanks.”
I hang up, and put my head in my hands and sigh, trying to gather my thoughts for a second before I collect my badge. Shut my office door and practically sprint in my six-inch heels through the building, heading for the elevators.
• • •
“Ramona,” I say frantically, walking over to her. “What are you doing here?”
“It’s Alexandria,” she says tersely. “And I’m here because we have some unfinished business.”
I bristle. “Umm, okay, Alexandria. Or whoever the hell you are. No. We don’t. So I’m going to ask you nicely to leave now before I have you escorted out of the building. And don’t ever show your face here again. Or the next time I will have you arrested.”
She scowls, snapping a hand up on her hip. “Vete a la mierda, puta…!”
I blink.
Then my worst nightmare suddenly starts to unfold before my eyes when she hisses, “You do that. And I’ll tell the world all about our lil’ lesbian love affair. You pussy eater.”
I cringe.
Oh, dear God, no! My eyes widen in shock. I can feel the blood draining from my face. I glance over at the security desk, hoping the two guards haven’t heard her. The last thing I need to become is the spectacle. The sideshow.
They don’t seem to be listening. Still, I’ve never felt more humiliated than I am at this very moment.
I clench my teeth. “There was no love affair.” I take a deep breath, trying to conceal my real emotions. On the inside, I’m screaming, “You stupid bitch! Get a life! And leave mine the fuck alone!”
“Bitch, you eat my pussy and fuck me in my ass, then think you can dismiss me like I’m some whore-ass trick. I don’t think so. Just like the night up in your hotel room, I thought we could be women about this, but I see you prefer it messy.”
I need to get this ho somewhere private and out of everyone’s earshot.
“Please, let’s not do this here,” I say with pleading eyes.
