Page 141 of Love's Most Wanted

“Older lady you met when you visited me on set couple seasons ago.” I searched her face as she scrunched it, trying to remember.

“Oh, okay, yes. What happened to her? I saw what she said about you, and I was caught off guard because she was acting like she was a teacher and you were her favorite student when we met.”

“Yeah.” I looked off momentarily. “That’s because we were sleeping together.”

“Oh my goodness.”

“Nah, not like that. She gave me my role onDough Boyzin exchange for sex. And over the years, we continued to have sex so she wouldn’t blackball me or take me off the show or worse.”

I watched my mother’s face switch to one of anger.

“You wait until I see that bitch.”

“You won’t see her, Ma.” I chuckled, hugging her into my side. “But I wanted you to know we found others she did it to, a nigga as young as fifteen, and we ’bout to tell the world about her since she tried to maim my character.”

“Good. But I still think I can find her and beat her ass.”

“Maybe so, but choose the right time. I don’t need you fighting while I’m accepting an Oscar or nothing like that.”

She laughed as she lay on my chest as we rested on the couch.

“I will do my best.”

“I just want you to relax and enjoy ya life with yo’ husband. You deserve it,” I expressed, and she nodded, the side of her face brushing my chest as she did it. “I love you, Ma.”

“I love you too.” She picked her head up to kiss my face before lying back down on my chest.

* * *

Two weeks later…

“Updates, huh?” I took a deep breath as I sat across from Audrey.

My claims about Tamira, accompanied by the other actors we’d found, had gone out about a week ago. It blew up like we expected, and, of course, Tamira responded claiming the shit was a lie. That wasn’t the best idea, though, because muthafuckas started dropping receipts, and the biggest bombshell of all was her own husband talking shit.

I guess the nigga thought he was special, so when he found out Tamira not only had a habit of fucking on younger men but was still doing the shit, he decided to speak out. Now, her ass was on mute, and the weather forecast for her career was a fucking storm for sure.

“Updates.” Audrey bobbed her head to confirm. “So due to the stuff with Tamira and the murder suicide of AJ and Zosia, the network doesn’t even want the season you guys have just filmed.”

“Worked for nothing.” I feigned sadness. I mean, I was fucked up aboutDough Boyzsince that was my first real experience of being a for real actor. But the shit had become too toxic, and I was ready to move on from that shit.

And as promised, Asif made it look like Zosia went crazy and took her husband out. I wasn’t sure how he got shit to look the way he did, but that was why it was on him to take care of the shit. As for their son, from what I knew, AJ’s estranged parents had taken him in and would in a sense share custody with Zosia’s mother.

The latter was advocating for her daughter, claiming this wasn’t something she would do, but Zosia’s constant lives with her ass looking unhinged as fuck as more time went on didn’t help her mother’s case one fucking bit.

“Worked for nothing,” she repeated. “But the good thing is your character is no longer in question because the heat is on Tamira. You start filming as Wraith next week, so get excited.”

“I am. I just hate that I gotta work out so fucking much and gotta eat healthy when I cut,” I huffed. To play Wraith in theNight Walkerseries, I needed to bulk up then cut so I could be extra fucking chiseled. It wasn’t how I preferred to look, but I had to get paid.

“I know.” Audrey laughed. “But just don’t buy the bad shit, Unique.”

“I try not to, but my wife is making a point to cook every fucking thing in my sister-in-law’s cookbook, and it’s hard to resist.” I stood.

Audrey tossed her head back to guffaw before she rose to her feet to hug me.

On the drive home, I kept thinking about the wayDough Boyzhad ended. The story wasn’t complete at all, and I knew the fans of the show would be disappointed.

The shit was still heavy on my mind as I showered, ate dinner with my baby, and even lay in the bed with her.