“You are mine. Of course you can back out but, I won't consider this a secret.”
“Fine.” I said frowning. “I thought you forgave me.”
She placed her arm around me, “I did but, this way, I can be sure it will never happen again.
Especially since you have to ask for permission to even use your phone.”
I sweated more, “Oh. Okay.” I looked down.
My boyfriend came in, “Ready to go, angel?"
“Yes.” I ran up to him, and hugged him. “Let's go now.” I whispered.
“What's the matter, angel?” He pulled me into his chest as he looked at the girl who was trying to blackmail me. “You touch the man, you will not see tomorrow.”
“He videoed my stuff and it's not my fault he uses the name TryAngel and has albums of his kinky shit.”
He pushed me aside, and walked up to her keeping his gaze on her, “That kinky shit is for me. I asked him to do it and led him to the site.
Those public albums are because I asked. The private are private because of people like you.
And that recording was years ago. He is my boyfriend, and you ever try to hurt him again, I will hurt you.”
He got out his phone, “I will call your employer unless you do what I say, let's see how you like it.
I'm sure your employer would love to know about your behavior, Trina.” He laughed, “See you tonight. The party will be fun, a nice party which you will be the waitress.” He smiled, “It is not a normal party.” My face got red as I knew what that implied.
He wrapped his arm around me, “Let’s go.”
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