Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 121
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[Allison’s Mansion]
Allison was cackling cheerfully as she escorted Acosta out if the house. Her burgundy hair danced with the air, and her laughter resonated.
“Seriously? You called me Rasheeda! Rasheeda, dude!” She stopped.
“That was because Peach was there, Allison.” He held her hands, but she quickly disengaged from him.
“Peach might look bratty and spoilt and rude, but she fears my separation with Kimmy a lot, and if she sights any hitch, she’d go ahead and report to Kimmy, and she’ll get hurt herself too. I don’t want Peach to get hurt, Allison.”
“You’re stylishly telling me you’re planning to stay in the marriage with Kimmy Redd forever?” Allison crossed her arms.
“No, no way!” He held her hands again. “I’m just saying… I’ll do it with brains if I wanna do it. I’ll run that family to the ground before I’ll take my daughter and leave the country with her and whoever my new woman would be.”
Again, Allison removed her hands from his hold.
“Be careful,” she warned. “My house is in a public street, and anyone could see us.”
“Told you I always switch off my location before coming here, there’s no Kimmy.” He frowned.
“This ain’t about Kimmy, Acosta…” She turned serious. “I still have my dignity, and I wouldn’t fool around with a married man no matter how bad his wife is.”
“Allison….” He sounded weak.
“Rasheeda, I prefer that.” She blinked.
“I’ve said I’m sorry for calling you Rasheeda for like ten times now.” He laughed shortly.
“Well, I gold grudges.” She shrugged.
“I see,” he smiled, eyes catching the new car at the park.
It’s a really chic, classy, blue BMW.
“You got a new whip!”
“Nah, it belongs to Phina. That’s Phina’s new car!” She announced.
“Wow!” He chuckled. “Wow! Congratulations to her, and she deserves it and more. I mean…she’s a celebrity now, and—”
And that was cut short when Seraphina drove back into the mansion in Allison’s sports car.
Acosta quickly got back in his car and drove out.
Seraphina stepped out of her car, and Allison jumped excitedly.
“Babe! Your car is here! The company delivered it themselves and even sent flowers for you! My celebrity girlfriend!” She laughed. “And your new house is ready for you! We can go for a tour around it tommorow before you move in, and guess what? It’s in a new classy estate, and you’ll be the first one to arrive there wh—”
Allison’s talkativeness stopped when Seraphina walked right into her, hugging her tight.
“Babe,…” Allison immediately hugged her back, realizing she’s not ok. “Talk to me, ok? Tell me.”
“He shot at me. He tried to kill me.” Seraphina added.
“What!” Allison broke the hug.
“He found out about my meet with Vince, and I don’t understand if he didn’t witness it all, but he mentioned the hug part and then we bantered in the rain, then he shot at me…” Seraphina pointed at the car window.
The shattered part.
“It’s fuckin real…” Allison muttered, shocked. “When you said you wanted to go make peace with him after we left Vince, I expected it to go smooth, but he… tried to kill you?”
Yalda’s car zoomed inside, her headlights still on as she jumped out of the breathing car.
“If he wanted to kill you, Seraphina, you wouldn’t escape the bullet.” She said. “I’ve been working with him for eight years, and he has never missed a shot no matter how sick and unfocused he was. If he really wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t be here by now. You’d be dead.”
“You’re saying he intentionally missed his shot at her?” Allison scoffed. “But he still shot at her! He still pulled the trigger.”
“He didn’t shoot to kill her.” Yalda insisted coldly.
“Wait, who are you?” Allison asked.
“Did he send you here to say this?” Seraphina talked.
“He wouldn’t send me on errands like this. I handle guns, Seraphina, not relationships, but he’s like a father to me, and I can’t just watch it all fall apart. Migos showed him a half video of you hugging Vince, so he lost control and—”
“Why would he lose control when I mean nothing to him beyond the deal we’re on?” Seraphina asked.
“Don’t be silly,” Yalda tightly said. “Deal? And you entered his room? No one,not Saint his brother, not Migos or me or any of the Odds entered his room before, but you did. You even used his bathroom, Seraphina. You visited his private island, and I swear on my soul, I haven’t entered the island before, I’ve only stood on the dork and waters.”
Seraphina went silent.
Allison went silent too.
Yalda took a step back.
“He killed Migos though.”
“Seraphina moved…”He…did?”
Yalda nodded and drove off as fast as she drove in.
“Who’s she?” Allison asked.
“She’s a top part of his cult.” Seraphina responded.
“Is he suffering from OCD?” Allison asked. “I mean…him?”
“You deducted that from what Yalda said?” Seraphina asked.
“Who else wouldn’t allow people into his bedroom or bathroom or island, Phina. OCD patients set insane boundaries the most.” Allison said.
Seraphina leaned on the car.
“So…what are you gonna do?” Allison asked with concern.
“I don’t know, Lis.” She shook her head.
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