Chapter 18

Leila POV

Laura sat in front of me with an amused smile across her plump lips.

"What?"

She bought the wine glass up to her lips and took a sip.

"Nothing"

I sighed in frustration "Just say what you want to say"

"Ok" She said straightening her posture as if she was slipping into her journalist mode, ready to tell some juicer gossip "You're really going to pretend that Marshall wasn't pulling out of your driveway huh"

"It wasn't what it looked like" I said rolling my eyes at her.

"Nothing you do is what it looks like Laila, that's why you live in this beautiful house"

"What do you want me to say?"

"Are you two... You know?"

"No"

"Then why the hell is that man leaving your house in a daze, at 9 pm at night?"

"He wasn't in a daze" I snorted " He actually came to check on me"

"Excuse me, Ma'am? Check what? The distance of your vagina entrance to your cervix?"

"No one fucked, Jesus" I said standing up in a huff.

She squinted at me suspiciously "I don't believe you, you don't just hang out with men unless you get something out of it"

I gesture to the pizza "He bought food"

She sat back crossing her arms "You're playing with the man"

"You sound like Alec" I groaned out of annoyance "For once I didn't insight shit" I said, frowning "I mean I didn't this time, I mean this time he just kinda turned up-"

"What do you mean this time?" Laura said confused "This isn't the first time he was at your house? There are more times?"

I bit my lip and say down next to her again.

"Maybe I face timed him in lingerie and lured him over under the pretence of sex"

She pulled a face, her mind ticking over, confused "You lured Marshall Mathers over to your house, to do what exactly?"

I sat for a moment, feeling guilty under my best friend's gaze.

"I offed him something to eat, so he dropped to his knees and tucked in"

"WHAT?!" Her hand came up to her mouth "YOU DID THAT AND DIDN'T THINK TO TELL ME?"

I shrugged "I was proving a point"

"Prove what? That he could eat pussy? Girl please" She said shaking her head "Nobody does that to prove a point"

I rolled my eyes.

"Wait, then what happened?"

"I finished and then I kicked him out"

Laura grabbed her chest "Fuck me girl, do you got a death wish, you know that man destroyed peoples careers for fun right?  Kim ring any bells?"

"You about done?"

"I thought you were out here grief fuckin' Eminem for a moment" She tutted me.

"Oh shut up, you know now, drop it"

Laura held up her hands in defeat "OK, fine"

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I sat at the table as the man across from me was talking about himself.

It was a new target, whose wife had been suspicious that he had been cheating on her with many women around Detroit, but was struggling to prove it.

He rambled on about his wealth trying to impress me as I nodded pretending to listen.

I was distracted, my mind was everywhere else but doing my job.

Marshall turning up at my house that night calling a truce had confused me more.

My feelings toward him had come to a crossroads.

On one hand I was floored by his kind gesture, I really don't know whether to make heads or tails of it.

But at the same time, I couldn't let myself forget the fact that I despised that man.

"If you don't blink he's going to realise you're superhuman"

Marc's sudden voice snapped me out of my trance.

I had completely zoned out.

I could hear him laughing on the other end as I nodded and gave a fake laugh to my target.

"Isn't that your cousin Alec with Eminem, Mr Porter and Trick Trick over in that back booth?"

What?

"Excuse me, I just have to use the ladies room" I said with a seductive smile, him nodding as I stood up, grabbing my purse, heading towards the back of the restaurant.

Hearing loud voices and laughing, I walk to the booth and stop.

"Well isn't this cute"

Alec turned to me, a smirk across his lips.

"Lala, how you doing!"

Christian got up and gave me a hug "Beautiful as always!"

"You know her too?" Marshall said, a confused expression gracing his features.

"I've known this girl since she was 10, she would come chill at my sister's house while her brother and Alec worked"

"You could almost say Lala was raised by THE streets of Detroit" Alec laughed.

"No shit, so the saga of Leila continues huh" Marshall said staring at me, expression now full of intrigue "We're slowly cleaning out that closet"

I snorted.

"Would you like to join us, Lala?"

"Oh no I couldn't impose on this macho fest" I said giving them a playful smirk "Plus I'm working"

Christian chuckled and Alec snorted.

"Go get that bag baby girl" Christain said as he kissed my cheek and sat down as I nodded to everyone else and left, heading back towards the bathroom direction.

"Excuse me Miss Tate, but were you ever gonna tell me you knew Trick Trick? Like...ever?"

"Probably never" I said with a snort as I washed my hands "He's family really, he helped put me through college"

"I'm sorry, I could have sworn you just said the godfather of Detroit helped put you through college?" Marc breathed through the earpiece in shock "We've been friends and colleges for years, how do I not know any of this?"

"Nows really not the time for me to gossip about my upbringing Marc" I said, amused at his interest, touching up my lipstick and exiting the bathroom "One day, when I've time, but I'm in the middle of trying to make a man cheat"

"Fine, we will revisit this, Eminem watching you like a hawk though"

"I'm attractive Marc, all men look at me like that" I said rolling my eyes at him as he waved to me from his position.

"Yeah well, I just found out you're more dangerous than I originally thought" He chuckled.

I shook my head before I arrived back to the table with my target.

We chatted for some time while we drank cocktails, when suddenly he got a phone call and excused himself.

I was grateful for the break as being in bimbo mode was absolutely exhausting.

"Sorry, about that" He said returning, placing his phone back inside his pocket  "I hate to cut this short but my business partner has had an emergency and I need to go meet with him, can we raincheck? Next time I can arrange maybe a private dinner?"

"No problem" I nodded, Standing as we kissed cheeks, and he left.

I checked my phone as Marc conspicuously followed him out.

I felt a presence sit down across from me, so I looked up to see Marshall sitting across from me smirking.

"What, no sale?"

I snorted "He's more than likely gone to fuck someone else"

He frowned "What? Isn't he at dinner with you?"

I tilted my head and looked at him "Superman, I expected you of all people to know what it's like to have variety at your disposal"

He snorted "What's that suppose to mean?"

"If you had to choose between wining and dining a woman or getting to fuck one with no effort at all, which would you choose?"

"Well, I'm a foreplay man myse-"

"I know that already" I said giving him a sly smirk "Answer the question"

"The latter, but only because I'm single, but he's got a wife does he not?"

"Doesn't mean jack shit and you know it"

"All clear he's gone, but I have to go pick up my daughter from her friend's house, she and her friend have fought, are you good to catch a cab?" I hear Marc's voice come over the earpiece.

"Sure not a problem, I'll see you at work" I said then took the earpiece out, trying not to laugh at Marshall's confused glare.

"My work colleague, I have to catch a cab" I said shrugging, standing up.

I'll ask Alec for a ride home.

"Is everyone still here?"

He nodded and stood as I followed him back to their table, joining them.

It was getting late and Everyone was getting up and saying their goodbyes.

"Alec, do you mind taking me home?"

"Alec looked at his watch and yawned "For you Lala? Anything"

"I can drop you home if you like? You do live on the way after all" Marshall said suddenly "I mean, if it's easier of course"