𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐿𝐸𝑆𝑆 | roddy ricch

𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑡𝑤𝑜 (ℎ2)

wow its been 3 and a half weeks since last update😛 yall miss me?

*this is a continuation of chapter 21 so if you forgot whats happening, go reread chapter 21*

Ashanti 💄
los angeles, ca
5:45 pm

"what are you doing?"
Hennessy asked.

"We're leaving"
I answered, frantically grabbing my bag.

"Why? What about your fitting?"

"It doesn't matter. I already picked out my dress I'll just text Virgil which one I want later." I answered , exiting Virgil's warehouse.

Rodrick's father wanted to have sex with me. This is sounding very much like a Tyler Perry movie.

I drove off with Hennessy, staying silent, eyes on the road but mind at a different place.

"Ashanti I'm being so for real with you...What happened? And don't answer with nothing because I know something happened."
She asked concerned.

I parked the car on the side of the road because I knew I was about to crash this bitch.

"Hennessy... you know that dude that did my fitting?"

She nodded.

"Yeah... He's Roddy's dad..."

Her mouth formed an O.
"Whoaahh thats cool! It's a small world!"
She said smiling, which faded once she saw the nervous look on my face.

"Is there another piece of the story that you would like to tell me?"
She asked.

"He kinda... He kinda wanted to fuck."

Hennessy burst out laughing.

"BIIIITTCCCHHHH WHETTTT?!?!"
she screeched.

I rolled my eyes, seeing how she was not taking me seriously.
"He wanted to fuck."
I repeated bluntly.

She continued cackling.
"Bitch call Tyler Perry!"

I scoffed and started driving again.

———time skip———

Heading into the kitchen, I felt a pair of hands grab my ass.

"damnnn cuh who's ass is this?"

I turned around, seeing Roddy eyeing my body up and down.

"Hey..."
I said stalely.

He frowned.
"you good bae? did something happen at your fitting?"

well I mean your dad kinda wanted to fuck but aside from that I'm fine sista.

"Yeah I'm good daddy."

He nodded, but I could tell he don't believe me.
Roddy always knows when I'm lying, which is annoying.

As I opened the fridge so I can make myself a sandwich, Roddy pressed up behind me and hugged me tightly, putting his chin on the crook of my neck.