Page 96 of Treason's Temptation
“Lorenzo is an abusive asshole, and I’m not Sloane. You’ll lose a lot more than an inheritance fuckin’ with me. You and your homegirl.”
Running outside for air now was a rookie move, and I refused to give either of them the satisfaction. Instead, I introduced myself to Zora Johnson, the acting president, who also lived in our building. She was more sober today than she had been the night I met Treason. We chatted for a few moments, and before I escaped, I let out the breath I had been holding.
There were a lot of skeletons buried in Sloane’s closet. Mine wasn’t empty either, somehow making me think about Fallon. She was right. Tre couldn’t see past his ambition, jeopardizing us all.
Daige’s face relaxed into a reassuring smile. “Needed a break from the bullshit?”
“You have no idea.” I sighed, trying to pull myself together now that I had company.
“Trust me, I do. It’s overwhelming being the new girl. Everybody in your damn face trying to feel you out. Asking invasive ass questions about your man. Like, damn, do you want to fuck him?”
“I thought it was just me.”
“Girl, no. They’re nosey as fuck because they don’t have shit else to do.”
“Why do you show up if you hate it so much?”
“It’s a part of the game,” Daige shrugged, hoisting herself on the barrier as a seat. “It’s a bad look ifAbdul Hampton’s wifeisn’t in attendance. So I usually pop an edible and show up, but I ran out.”
“I’ll have to remember that. Thanks.”
“No problem. Don’t let them get to you or your relationship,” Daige’s advice came with a genuine touch on the shoulder, her wedding ring damn near blinding me.
“I love your ring,” I complimented, not sure how I didn’t notice it until now.
“Thank you. My man did well,” Daige beamed.
“Better than well. I’ve seen some of the rings floating around the room.”
“The way Treason’s been smiling ear to ear, you might be next.”
“No,” I rushed, then explained, as her brows dropped, “It’s still new.”
“You still have a lot to learn if you believe that matters to him. Every time Tyra touched you, he almost lost it.”
“That doesn’t mean he wants to marry me.”
“We’re having our annual yacht party soon. You and Treason should come. It’s work for them, but you look like you need a good time and not at a damn sex club.”
“Hmm, is that your way of apologizing for not giving me a heads up?”
“Listen, I don’t judge what people are into. I just know I’ll knock a bitch out for touching mine. Anyway, I spoke to Abdul and we’d love to donate to Treason’s campaign. It’s time to shake shit up around here.”
“Thank you.”
“But you better have your ass at my party so we can shake something else!” Daige threatened.
“I have to check Tre’s schedule, but it sounds like a good time.”
“Let me know after you check withTre.”
Following Daige’s command, we walked back inside. I endured another hour because it was a lot easier to navigate following her lead. She was the perfect coach and connected me with a few women eager to help my cause. Evina and Jazmeen kept their distance but hawked my every move until I left.
Reaching the end of the hall, I pressed the elevator button while reading Rylo’s text.
Rylo: Miss you boo! We need to hang soon.
Me: Who is this again?
