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Chapter Thirty Two – laying down some ground rules
Kai walked into the city's 'Saks' store and felt irritated suddenly by the gasping and fainting women who glanced at him. Yes, he was that model who inherited billions, yes his EX-girlfriend supposedly cheated on him with currently the most powerful supermodel.
He hated this place…the only reason he came here…well the reason was pregnant and hated him. He mused what was Tala up to?
Kai went up to the second floor like his fellow Russian had asked and met him by the new 'Dior' bag display.
"Well?" Kai growled as he walked up to Tala.
"Nothing" Tala said switching to Russian aware of over-keen prying eyes "Just thought we'd spend some time together"
"In the female accessories?" Kai guffawed and shot Tala a look "You're planning something Valkov" he pointed a finger.
To a by passer Kai spurting in furious Russian and pointing fingers looked like a threat. Well, it was somewhat of one.
Tala took Kai's fingers and pulled it down "Don't point at me…Hello" he waved at a girl and spoke back in English.
Kai narrowed his eyes "well I assume you had something more on the agenda"
"Of course…oh, look there's Mathilda" Tala said not too convincingly.
Kai sighed and turned and froze. Hilary was trailing behind her petite friend, munching on what looked like a strawberry lace. She stopped and her big eyes focused on Kai. Instead of turning the other way like her legs wanted to she walked forward her head tall.
"Tala, baby!" Mathilda cooed and kissed him quickly.
Hilary moaned and supposed she should, she bumped into someone.
"Oh for fuck's sake I'm pregnant can't you see me?" she snapped she froze…Nichelle Start and Brooklyn! Where they fuckin' each other or something? She always saw one or the other or together. And if they weren't together you could be sure the other was lurking around.
"Hi" Hilary eyed them suspiciously, then she flared…this was the first time she had seen Brooklyn since the whole photo incident. She shook with anger but said or did nothing g for fear she may…have a bitch fit.
"Hilary, we always seem to run into you here"
"Unfortunately" Hilary said dryly.
"Brooklyn is going to the spa" Nichelle announced "he needs to be relaxed before his big shoot"
"It's not just his" Hilary barked "It's Kai's and Tala's too" she gestured to them carelessly.
Nichelle and Brooklyn turned and looked at each other.
"Hello Kai"
"Ass wipe" Kai said loudly and bluntly.
Tala forced down a laugh and grinned "I like your shoes" he gestured to the cowboy boots Nichelle was donning "Shame, there's actually no ranch in the city"
Nichelle looked like she had sucked a small lemon and shot her toothy smile "Well Hilary, I understand you are single it's going to be hard to raise twins alone"
"Yeah and all thanks to you" she narrowed her eyes at Brooklyn.
"Hilary I had nothing to do with those photos I swear" Brooklyn's face was its usual epitome of innocence.
"Oh shut up" Hilary said flustered. Mathilda wrapped an arm around her and rubbed her arm gently "You knew the razzi were crawling all over your ass…you took advantage of that and me…"
"Hilary, please" Brooklyn was calm "we can work this out…we can talk over dinner, I can take care of you"
"Fuck you, you want to take me to dinner, well-…are you hitting on me?" Hilary snarled.
"Laeve my girlfriend alone" Kai said strongly. He stepped upon to them. Nichelle Start glanced at Kai with a weird mixture of fear and pleasure and looked back.
"Come on Brooklyn, we don't need this stressing you"
"Hang on" Brooklyn said firmly. He looked Kai straight in the eyes and smiled a cocky smile "She's not your girlfriend"
"How do you know?"
"Stop" Hilary frowned at them "You" she pressed a finger in Brooklyn's chest "piss off, and stay away from me…the only time I want to talk to you is on set for Versace when you're asking me to get you a soy chai latte or something" she flapped her hands animatedly
"You…" she turned to Kai and trailed off, she faltered coughed and managed to say in a firm tone: "I'm not your girlfriend and I don't need you sticking up for me, I did for five months while you were in Russia…and the same about the set applies to you"
Kai sighed and just looked at her.
Hilary looked at all off them, before shrugging Mathilda off and marching away. She didn't need this, she would probably go into labour early.
"Hilary!"
She closed her eyes as she walked through the fashionably dressed shoppers and sighed "Leave me Kai"
"Wait, listen…I don't care what you think of me" Kai pressed "All I care about right now is them" he gestured to her stomach and focused on her "Not you"
Hilary blinked, they both knew it hurt both of them for him to say that. Hilary shrugged her Armani satchel on her shoulder to prevent from slipping off.
"Fine, whatever…but they are not born…they are still inside me, and as long as they are I want you to just, just…argh" she couldn't finish and walked away again.
Tala and Mathilda approached Kai and Tala walked up to his friend, adopted a friendly smile "so still up for some manly things?"
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"Max, take it easy" Mariam squealed as a neon green ball flashed past her ear.
Max served again, withdrawing a ball from the pocket of his pristine Lacoste shorts he threw the ball up and served.
Mariam had to dive to hit it back. She scrambled at the ball flew past her again to close to comfort.
"Max!" she snapped.
"What?" he grunted back, stopping. He rested his racket on the floor and narrowed his eyes "what?"
"You're playing…viciously"
"The tennis bracelet I bought for you is designed to withstand ferocity" he went to serve, assuming that was why she was making clucking noises at him
Mariam glanced and the diamond and ruby link. She sighed took it off threw it at him and slammed her 'Wilson' racket to the ground. She walked off the green court and sat on the chair and gulped from a bottle.
"Why are you stopping?"
"Because you're not playing tennis, you're playing 'take-the-head-off-Mariam'…and frankly, it's pissing me off!" she snapped, her black hair glinting in the sun.
"Sorry" he said a little too spitefully.
"So you fuckin' should be, I know you're pissed about your mum's engagement but will you please stop taking it out on me" she growled her green eyes fierce.
Max sat in the chair next to her and gazed across the country club scene, the beautiful villa, the other courts and people running and disappearing into pools. He gently took her chin and kissed her softly. Mariam returned it and gently broke apart.
"Seriously Max" she looked at him, pleading slightly.
"Okay, I'm sorry…I really am…I guess I am pissed"
"Gee, you think?" Mariam snorted.
"I just…it can't change"
"Max, with your lifestyle you should be used to change" Mariam sighed "so get used to it" she threw him an annoyed look and got up and walked away.
Max sighed pinched the bridge of his nose and ran after her.
"Mar!" he called he ran in front of her "Come on don't you find it weird my mum is getting remarried?"
"Honestly Max, your mum is a pretty woman…I'm surprised she didn't do it earlier"
"She couldn't get married to Bruce Willis or…or Brad Pitt"
"Brad is with Angelina" Mariam rolled her eyes.
"Whatever" Max snorted as they walked up to the villa across the perfectly, manicured grass "I just wish it was someone her age…not Michael" he added rather scathingly.
"Well, love see no boundaries"
"He doesn't love her…he's doing it for the money!"
"Oh Max" Mariam rolled her eyes "if Michael wanted the money don't you think he would have done it AGES ago"
"He's bidding his time…I know it"
WHACK! Mariam reached over and slapped Max full on in the cheek, she growled causing several people to look around "Get a grip Max, I will not stand here and listen to you whine constantly!"
She marched ahead leaving Max frowning and in slight shock. His hand touched his warm cheek.
"OW WOMAN!" he screamed at her "Owww…"
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"Hey" Tyson held open the door to his warehouse apartment and Ray sauntered in, in a very cool manner. He gazed around the brick walls and the huge photos on the walls. They are so colourful, varied and beautiful it was dizzying just to glance at them.
"What's up?" Ray turned, his voice echoing off the high walls, he shot Tyson a cocky grin.
"Dude, don't do that" Tyson shut the door.
"Do what"
"The" Tyson bared his teeth "grin, it makes me feel like you're hitting on me" he coughed and scratched his head.
They caught each other's eyes and remembered what had happened in the past. They squeaked, shuddered and coughed.
"Dropped off my contract, earlier" Ray smiled.
"Cool…oh I was wondering"
"Yeah…"
"Is it cool if Salima comes to the shoots? I mean, you know…it would be good experience for her" Tyson asked, a little annoyed that he had to ask Ray's permission for something.
"I thought Hilary was your assistant"
"She is going to shadow Hilary and I…oh for fucks sake, don't give me that look" Tyson snapped irritably for the first time ever.
"What look?"
"Salima is not exclusive to you, you know"
"I never said she was" Ray stepped to Tyson, a few inches taller.
Tyson blinked, never knew Ray was so tall…he shot Ray a fierce look and stepped back "W
Then why are you getting all crabby?"
"Because you're trying to steal her from me!" Ray said in a slightly hysterical voice.
"Oh please, I would have done that long ago…we're just friends!" Tyson snapped "You fuckin' models…you think everyone is against you and is out to steal your lives"
"Well…it's true" Ray stuck his chin up defiantly.
"Ray, at the end of the day…you will be forgotten…just like the rest of us" Tyson sighed "So stop acting like a brat!"
Ray narrowed his golden eye "Fine, whatever Tyson…just stay away from Salima!"
"I would, if she could keep away from me" Tyson replied childishly "And besides why haven't you made your move?"
"What you mean?" Ray asked quickly.
"Salima and I talk" Tyson gave a childish grin "you've gone on dates but you've never really done anything…what's wrong gone frigid?"
"You need to keep the fuck away from my love life" Ray threatened.
"Don't worry your love life is drier than the Sahara" Tyson said airily.
Ray glared marched across the wooden floor and before slamming the door hard on his way out he gave Tyson one final stare. Tyson sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"That went well" he muttered.
So it's so short…I wanted to put more but between studying for these exams I have ran into major writer's block with this story.
Sorry I took so long for the update…
Exams will be over in two weeks, but right after I'm going on holiday (only for a week though). So I should update after three weeks. I know sorry guys…
Thanks for being really patient with me. And thanks to those who wished me good luck for my exams. Thanks again.
Hope you guys have a good beginning of summer… later. xxx