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He turns when he hears me and I skip a breath when I see his face. When I see the tension emanating from him like a harsh winter chill. His jaw is set hard, and his eyes contain unnerving determination. Every inch of him is tightly coiled, like a spring wound up to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.

“Bradford’s not here. He’s gone into the office.” I smooth my dress as my stomach churns violently.

His movements are precise and controlled when he moves in my direction. “I know.” He comes to a stop in front of me and I feel like a small animal caught in the gaze of a prowling tiger. “I’m here to see you.”

“I can’t imagine why.”

“You’ve obviously not been on social media today.” His voice sends chills down my spine. Or maybe it’s the fact I know something very bad has happened that sends those chills.

“Bradford told me not to go online. I’m simply doing as I’ve been told.” That last statement is an arrow aimed at him and all his fucking instructions he’s been issuing since the day we met.

“Your little fairytale ends here, Kristen. It’s time you pack your bags and get the fuck out of Bradford’s life. He’ll be far better off without you, and I’ll be able to get back to doing the job he’s paying me to do rather than this bullshit putting out of fires that you just keep fucking lighting.”

His words roll off his tongue like bitter poison and everything about him is pure hostility. The air between us practically crackles with tension as he dares me to contradict him.

Some fucking men can go fuck themselves.

“My fairytale is just getting started, Alan. I’m not going anywhere.”

“If you don’t leave him, he will never be president. I promise you that.”

Alan knows how to press my fear buttons but I desperately scramble to stop him. To make it so those buttons can never be pressed by him.

Please keep letting Bradford choose you.

“That isn’t something you can know.”

“Knowing these things is why men like your husband pay me well. It’s why they listen to me and do the things I tell them to do. It’s why they’re in power now.” He clenches his jaw. “Your husband, though, is too fucking enamored with your pussy and can’t see straight. He won’t listen to a word I’m saying, andthatmakes it fucking hard for me to do my job.”

“You seriously think Bradford would just let me go? Come on, Alan, use your brain. There’s no way he’s letting me walk out of his life.”

“It doesn’t matter what he does behind closed doors. I only care about the optics of it. He’s got more chance of having a political career if you’re no longer in the picture the public sees.”

“Do you know what I think, Alan?”

“I don’t give a flying fuck what you think.”

“I’ll tell you anyway.” I take a step closer to him. Push my shoulders back a little further. Hold my head fucking high. “I think he’s got more chance of having a political career ifyou’reno longer in the picture. I think the fairytale is over foryou. And now, please get the fuck out of my home.”

The ferocity and rage swimming in his eyes is on a level I’ve never seen. Not even from my father. “You will regret this.”

“Oh, I don’t think so. My only regret is not saying those words to you sooner.”

I’m shaking by the time he leaves. And I’ve reached the point where I can no longer honor the promise I made my husband this morning.

With trembling hands, I tap my phone and go online.

@thetea_gasp

Here’s the facts,girlfriends, our girl @kristenblaise (who hasn’t been online for some time now and really needs to update her handle so we all know she’s @kristenblack now) has the moves. A video was posted of her last night where she shows us all how to really get a man’s attention. In a public club #gasp We’re not even lowkey obsessed with this video. We’re loud and proud obsessed. But did you guys do the math? Check her haircut in that video. She was grinding all over her zaddy nearly two years ago and he was a total simp for her. We are shook. Like, why did they not go to Elvis back then? Why did he get engaged to someone else? Why, why, why? These are the questions we need answers to! Sign us up for the reality show of their life, please and thank you. We will stan #Bristen forever!

Oh.My. God.

My heart almost beats its way out of my chest.

Someone filmed me begging Bradford to fuck me in that club.

And someone got hold of that video.

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