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Chapter Thirty-seven
When they got to Kory's house, Tiffany was a mess. She had never been so humiliated in her life. Her phone was ringing off the hook and she wondered how long it would take for this to die down. She was afraid to show her face.
“I should have listened to you when you told me the truth about Colby,” she said and took a swallow of her vodka. Wine wasn't going to cut it that time.
“Baby, shhhhh,” Kory said, holding her tight.
“I should have. Now the whole world has seen my ass cheeks dancing on a pole. My mother has called fifty times, Kory,” she cried. “How am I going to show my face in public?”
“Baby, it wasn't that bad, to be honest. You looked damn good for one, and TiMax is known for stuff like that, so it may do more good than harm.”
She stared at him. “Kory, do you hear yourself? A clip of me pole dancing has aired on God knows how many televisions tonight. How is that a good thing?”
“Well, for one, you couldn't really tell it was you; the camera wasn't on your face. It barely focused in on your face, Tiff, until the end and they shut it off.”
She felt like she was in the Twilight zone. “Kory, everybody who knows me knows that was me. Do you see my phone lighting up like a damn Christmas tree?”
Her phone vibrated again and she looked at it. When she saw Asia's number, she picked up. “Hello,” she said impatiently.
“Oh my goodness gracious, gal, you didn't tell me that you were going to play a stripper on your own show. Girl, you were fierce. You need to teach me those moves.”
“Asia, that wasn't a clip from the show. It was a scene from a dance I did for Colby's punk ass that I had no idea he recorded.”
“Really? You looked so professional. I thought it was a scene from an upcoming show.”
“Well, I had a few lessons, but it wasn't a scene, and I'm mortified.”
“Well, I don't see why. Have you checked your Facebook and Twitter?”
“No, why?”
“Well everyone is talking about it and they all seem to love it. Here, I'll read some of it to you. Listen to this,” she said. “‘Do it, Tiff.' ‘Girl, you are too sexy.' ‘Now that's hot.'” Tiffany started to calm down. “Girl,” Asia said, “no one knows that that wasn't part of the show.”
“Get out,” Tiffany said.
“Girl, I think you just boosted your ratings.”
Tiffany got off the phone and told Kory to follow her. They went to the room and powered on her iPad. She started reading her comments and the Tweets. She saw that it wasn't so bad, because people really thought it was part of the show.
“Well, I'll be damned,” she said. “How do people not get that this is real?”
“Count your blessings, love,” Kory said and hugged her.
“I still want to give Colby a piece of my mind,” she said and took another sip.
“Hey, look at me. Tressa, Colby, and the rest of that drama is all behind us. Block his number and we move on.”
“You sure? Because I really, really wanna give him a Chi-Town beat down,” she said.
He kissed her. “Me too, Tiff, but what would that solve or change?”
“Okay, you're right,” she said and gave him a smile. Her phone rang again. It was her mother. “Let me take this. Hi, Ma,” she said when she answered.
“Child, why didn't you tell Momma you were going to be shaking your ass on a pole? All my church friends were here to watch you on television.”
“Momma, I'm sorry. I didn't know that clip was going to air tonight. It was actually edited out of the show,” she lied. “I only did that to help one of the actors from the show.”
“Well, it wasn't so bad, because I couldn't tell it was you at first, but I caught your face right before the clip ended. Betty Jean was the bigmouth who said, ‘Ain't that Tiff?' and after that, they rewound the thing five times to make sure it was you.”
“Momma, I'm sorry.”
“It's okay, sugar. What's done is done.”
“Listen, Momma, my line is burning up; can I call you tomorrow?”
They got off and she hung up. Relieved to have spoken to her mom, she didn't feel so bad. The next day, she found the courage to go to work. She made the trek to her office in the midst of unwanted applause. After she made it into her office, Mr. Green knocked on her door.
“Come in,” she yelled.
“Tiffany, I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am for what happened.”
“It's okay, Mr. Green, I'll survive. Word on the street is I was hot,” she said with a smile.
“I know it turned out well, but this is something this network is responsible for. It's fortunate that it didn't get any negative backlash. Again, I'm sorry. And this is for any embarrassment or humiliation the station may have caused you. Please accept this as a token of apology.” He put an envelope on her desk.
“Mr. Green, this isn't necessary,” she said, not taking the envelope. “I'm fine.”
“I insist. I have to share my wealth with someone,” he said sadly.
“Mr. Green, I heard about you and Tressa. I'm really sorry,” she said sincerely. She wished she had a dad like him in her life. Tressa didn't truly know what she had.
“Don't be. I just pray that this will be the wakeup call that Isabella needs to get herself together.” He smiled. “Enjoy the rest of your day, Tiffany, and if you ever need anything, just ask; no hesitation.”
“Thank you, Mr. Green,” she said and he made his exit.
She stared at the envelope and wondered what Mr. Green had given her for her embarrassing moment on live television. She dropped the check on the desk when she saw the amount. Then she grabbed it and raced out of her office to catch up with him. “Mr. Green, Mr. Green,” she called out as she caught up with him. “This must be some kinda mistake. I mean, last night was bad, but not forty-five million dollars bad.”
“It's not a mistake, Tiffany, and if you don't want it, you can endorse it to charity. It's yours and I refuse to take it back. That money has been sitting and waiting to be spent by someone who deserves to have it, and I think that someone is you. Please do an old man a favor and accept.”
“But, Mr. Green, this is—”
“Tiffany, I won't take it back,” he said firmly.
“Well, I guess I'll just have to say thank you,” she said with her heart racing.
She had a few hundred thousand, but millions? No, not her. Kory did, but not her. She told Myah she was taking a day and went to the jewelry store.
“Is he here?” she asked the clerk that was out front.
“Yes, he is,” he said and let her back. She went to his office door and tapped.
“Come in,” Kory yelled. When she opened the door, she saw he was on the phone. She shut the door softly behind her and came around and sat on his desk in front of him and started to unbutton her top slowly. She revealed her cute black and pink lace bra. Then she stood, hiked up her skirt, and removed her panties.
She could see Kory was struggling to concentrate on his conversation. She could see his dick began to swell.
“Hal, listen something just came up,” he finally said. “Please let me call you right back.” He hung up so fast Tiffany doubted the other person had time to agree.
As soon as he put the phone down, he went straight for her breasts. He pulled them out over her bra like he liked them and sucked them hungrily. She reached for his tie and began to pull it loose. Then she reached for his belt and undid his slacks. Within moments, he was inside of her. He pushed her legs back, opening them wider, and she heard her skirt rip. She began to moan louder. He leaned down and pushed his tongue into her mouth.
“I love you, baby, I love you,” he panted as he licked her down her neck and went back to her left nipple. He sucked harder and stiffened. “Ahhhhh, baby. Aaaaahhhhhh.” She smiled and kissed his nose.
“That was good, baby,” she said.
He got up slowly. “Yes, it was.” He pulled his boxers and pants up. “It's not even noon and you're here taking off your clothes in my office, what gives?”
She sat up, put her breasts back into the cups, and stood. She looked at the papers they'd crumpled and messed up on his desk. “First, I hope those papers wasn't important.” She picked up her panties and stuffed them into her purse, adjusted her ripped skirt, and began to button her blouse.
“No, I can reprint them. Again, what brings you by, gorgeous? I know you have plenty of fan mail this morning.”
“Yes, but that's not why I'm here. I got a gift this morning from Mr. Green.”
He arched one eyebrow. “Okay, what was it?”
“A check,” she said.
“Oh yeah? For how much?”
“The tune of forty-five million dollars.”
Kory blinked. “Excuse me?”
“Forty. Five. Million.” She said the words slowly and handed him the check.
“What the hell?”
“I tried to give it back, but he wouldn't take it. He refused to take it back. He told me I could donate it to charity if I wanted, but he wasn't going to take it back. And he wrote Tressa off last night.”
“This is Tressa's inheritance, Tiff. Her inheritance was forty-five million dollars. The man just gave you his daughter's inheritance.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes!”
“So what should I do first?”
“Head to the bank,” he said.
She smiled. “I guess I will.”
Epilogue
Boy Crazy
premiered shortly after, and Tiffany and Kory arrived in style to the red carpet event for the show. After Tiffany gave her speech she tried to find Kory, but she ran into one of the last people she wanted to see.
“Tiffany, you look amazing,” Colby said.
Tiffany couldn't believe he actually showed his face, or that he had the nerve to say two words to her. “You're joking, right?” she asked. She wondered where Kory was because she needed backup. She was going to slap the shit out of Colby.
“Listen, I tried to warn you, but you wouldn't talk to me. I couldn't just leave you a voicemail or text you something so horrible.”
“Nope, all you had to tell me was the truth when I asked you in your kitchen, Colby. Before I shared my body with you. Before you recorded me doing something that I thought was special for you. But no harm done. As you can see, it all worked out in my favor. So turn your punk ass around and get the hell outta here!” She saw Kory approaching.
“Listen, Tiffany, I'm so sorry,” Colby said.
Kory stepped up. “The lady asked you nicely,” he said.
“Oh, you,” Colby said and smirked. “Tiffany, tell your li'l boyfriend to fall back.”
“You know what, nigga!” Kory drew back and punched him in his face.
Colby went down. He tried to come back, but security was there.
“Miss Richardson, are you okay?” one of the officers asked.
“I'm fine. Please show Mr. Grant to the door,” she said.
“This ain't over,” he said, wiping the blood from the corner of his lip.
“It doesn't have to be, Colby, just say where!” Kory flexed.
They watched as the security guys forcefully took Colby to the door and made sure he left the premises.
“Nice shot,” Tiffany said to Kory.
He straightened his jacket. “I've wanted to do that for months.”
“I know. Thanks for coming to my rescue.” She gave him a gentle kiss. They went back to the party and danced the rest of the night away. After
Boy Crazy
aired the show quickly rose in rank and Tiffany went from being executive producer of one show to producing four more hit shows on the network.
All was good, and life was good for Tiffany and Kory, but Tressa still manage to stir up trouble when she could. When word got to her about Tiffany receiving her inheritance, she swore that she'd find a way to make her pay. She vowed she'd do whatever it took to make sure Tiffany lived as miserably as she would without Kory, her father, and her money.
Author Bio
Anna Black is a native of Chicago and bestselling author of the
Now You Wanna Come Back
series. Her desire to become a published author didn't develop until her late twenties. She didn't take her writing seriously until several close friends and family members encouraged her to go for it. In 2009, Anna became a bestselling author for her debut release,
Now You Wanna Come Back,
within a matter of weeks. She has since released seven novels and several short stories.
This award-winning author currently lives in Texas with her daughter Tyra, and her adorable Yorkie, Jasmine.
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