Two imperfect people with different motives find themselves in a forever journey birthed by lies, deceit, lust, a game plan and maybe love. When secrets reveal itself, they must figure out if they fight for or against each other.
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Danni sat in the empty restaurant, her impatience growing with each passing minute as she awaited Fatima's arrival. Frustrated and hungry, she resorted to scrolling through Instagram to pass the time because they had a habit of waiting on each other before placing any orders. Looking at the time on her phone, she decided to send Fatima a text.
My Oxygen 🤎🫶🏾 12:45 pm
By the time I'm done watching one more funny reel on Instagram, you better be sitting your government ass right across from me, apologizing for keeping me waiting.
"Not my government ass, you're crazy!" Danni heard and lifted her head in the direction the voice came from to see Fatima strolling to her table. The blue monogram T-shirt dress she wore showcased her beautiful legs.
"At this point you act like you belong to the government, buying out restaurants and shit." Danni teased and they both laughed.
Since Mustapha became Fatima's driver, every time she had to go anywhere except her house, work, or the courthouse, he'd buy out or reserve the entire venue for the duration of her visit, ensuring an atmosphere of luxury and exclusivity. He treated her the way every Taylor was treated, which was specifically Zac's orders. Fatima enjoyed the special treatment only when she had to have lunch or dinner with Danni because they got to be as loud as they wanted and not worry about other people eavesdropping on their private conversations, or pictures of them taken by random people just because they wanted to post on the internet about what Zac's girlfriend was doing or where she was at. Other times, she thought it wasn't necessary.
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Fatima took out the chair across from Danni to sit, and Danni's eyes observed every part of her.
"You walk in here and as much as you try to hide it, you're still limping, your voice sounds like you've been singing or screaming all night, you're being extra careful sitting down like your ass is on fire, you have your natural hair out, you're..." Danni rushed out.
