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“Sex, Lies,Videotape” Chapter 2 (Think About It, Talk About It)

Hey Dersha Fam !!!!!!!! Super sorry for the long wait on this loooooonnnggg chapter. Its been a process. I've been super busy for the past weeks but I wont bore you with personal details. This chapter has been done about a whole year now I just hadn't had time to sit down and post and bold the dialog. But here it is! I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and hope it was worth your wait.

Authors Note: By the way when speaking about the Detectives I may go back and forth between their first and last names so you might get confused if you haven't looked at the character write up of the two.

The Roman’s sat closely together in their living room to prepare for questioning. Their lawyer had finally given the Miami detectives the signal to enter. Both Detective John Taylor and  Louise Peters walked into The Roman’s home and introduced themselves. They sat in front of the fine young couple and proceeded to start working.
“Mr. and Mrs. Roman my name is Detective Peters and this is my partner Detective Taylor. We’ll be asking you both some questions surrounding the incident that has taken place. I assure you that me and my partner are just trying to follow lead based on the information given so we can catch this guy before he acts in anyway. Mr. Roman, Detective Taylor will question you and Mrs. Roman I’ll be questioning you.” Detective Peters finished. That move was very strategic. Being that John had a aggressive approach so he figured Derek could handle it better then Ahsha. He knew that if he took that approach with Ahsha Derek would be counter aggressive to protect her and they wouldn’t get anywhere. Plus if they were going to be successful they needed Derek and Ahsha to trust them both.
Ahsha had now sat completely up but she was still dangerously close to Derek. Right now it was very clear that the couple was gaining their comfort within each other.
“Mrs. Roman we’ll start with you”. Detective Peters stated. Ahsha looked over at Jeff and he nodded his head towards her.
“Okay” Ahsha answered.
“Now Mrs. Roman I know the saying is never ask a women her age but, how old are you”?
“I’m 26”
“Okay and to my knowledge you’re the caption of the Miami Blaze dancers?”
“Yes that’s true. Caption and Director”
“And your husband is the caption of our basketball team?”
“Yes”

“Okay great and how long have you two been here in Miami?”
“We arrived her before the season so maybe a year and a half”. Detective Peters was jotting down notes as Ahsha spoke.
“Ahh I see and before moving here I’m aware you both worked for the championship winning LA Devils”. The Detective said amused
“Yes before Derek and I left we were both captions their as well”. Ahsha shrugged nonchalantly.
“Really, captions for a team that had just won the championship. Why did you and your husband leave?” Detective Peters tilted his head with a peculiar look.
“Derek and I wanted to start something new here together. We were offered the same positions and it just made since to do something new after being married.” Ahsha answered confidently. Everything beyond this point had worked out perfectly for them thus far.
“Did either of you have any enemies back in LA?”
“Derek and I are public figures, Im sure there are people that either loves or hate us” Ahsha stated.
“Ill be a little more specific then. From your knowledge did you or either your husband have and enemy that were close to you in your personal word”. Detective Peters was good at his job and he was calm and patient. Ahsha took a pause before answering.
“Honestly L.A. was a great place for us looking back in hinsight. Derek and I were both sucessful but we did have our share of problems there. Before I became caption the Devil Girls were ran by Jelena Howard and she and I never got along”. Ahsha felt she had nothing to hide.
“Okay lets stop there. Do you think that Ms. Jelena Howard could have anything to do with this. You know settling some old scores with you two”. Ahsha though about her response.
“Actually no, when Derek and I got married she was then the new owner of the team and she wanted me gone more than anything so there would be no point. Derek and I are leading a whole new life together in Miami so she got what she ultimately wanted.
“And was that you leaving? He comfirmed.
"Yes, that and no one to steal her glorious shine”. Ahsha spoke sarcastically
"Ah I see”. Detective Peters added more notes and kept a straight face. "And was that your only enemy in L.A.”
"Detective I assure you that my husband or myself don’t have many issues with a lot of people”.
"Mrs. Roman let me ask you another question?” Louis shifted crossing his leg.
“Sure”
“Who is German Vega?” Derek eyebrow raised at the sound of that name. Detective Taylor took notice.
“Mr. Vega’s an old friend of mine.”
“Friend?” Ahsha automatically knew what he was getting at when he questioned her.
“Okay I see you’ve done your research so Ill give you the short boring version. Mr. Vega was my old college boyfriend. When I started dancing for the league the pressures of my job was too much for him so we broke up. Being that I worked in close proximity with my husband over time Derek and I started dating and of course he and Derek weren't golf buddies. He and Derek have had a few exchanges which I know you probably read the article were they had an old altercation at an movie premiering event we all attended. Once Mr. Vega faced the fact that I had moved on with my life and had fallen in love with my husband, he and Derek came to somewhat of a respectful terms but we both hadn't seen or spoken to him since right after I got engaged.” Ahsha then sat back closer Derek.
“Humph, its pretty hard watching the women you want fall in love with someone else. You think he’s trying to sabotage your marriage and get a little revenge?” Detective Taylor paid close attention to Derek’s reaction and just like he suspected Derek wasn’t phased. Derek was a confident man and wasn’t bothered by the subject. Detective Taylor saw right then that they were a solid couple. They trusted each other and they fed off of each others energy. Being that Ahsha was so open about the subject showed that the couple didn’t harbor any feeling towards this past situation and that defiantly set the tone.
“No!” Ahsha simply answered.
“Okay Mrs. Roman one more question and I promise I’m not trying to be a jerk so please dont take this wrong but I have to ask”.
"Fire away” Ahsha responded in an slightly annoyed tone.
“Are you sure you guys came to Miami for a fresh start or were you running to get away from old problems.” Ahsha looked at the detective and narrowed her eye. Derek could since that she was getting annoyed. He placed a firm grip on her leg knowing his wife was about to give it to the detective but his grip suggested to her to just answer the question. Ahsha huffed.
“Okay Detective Peters here’s the truth so you can take it or leave it. When Derek and I made the decision to come to Miami it was because yes we had had our few hardships in L.A. as individuals and as a couple and we wanted better for our marriage. No! We had nothing to run from because Derek and I aren’t affraid to face anything, but did we want better for oursleves, yes. Just because you have a lot of success doesnt always mean your getting sucess where you need to be. So to answer
your question that is why Derek and I moved to Miami, and I reiterate WE WANTED A FRESH START”.
Ahsha said standing firm in her words. Derek grabbed the back of her neck firmly so that she could calm down. He didn’t want this process to get the best of his wife. 
“Great! Mrs. Roman and I’m sure up until the moment I’m assuming you both were satisfied with your decision” Louis asked in a more friendly tone.
"Very much so.” Ahsha answered.
“Okay so now here’s were the confusion lied. This is what we need to build a case on. If you don’t think it’s anyone from your past then what’s the motive”.
“Listen Detective Peters, I have no idea. All I wanted to do today was come home, eat my dinner with my husband and relax after a long day of work. Instead I’m in my own living room which doesn't really feel like my living room anymore being questioned about someone who has invaded my privacy”. Detective Taylor didn’t say anything he just sat back and observed. He could tell that Derek was definatly the alpha in the relationship but Ahsha depite her breakdown wasnt a coy women. She was still very
soft and beautiful as a women should be but she was also very similar to her husband which made her appear strong.
“Yes I understand Mrs. Roman and that’s where me and my partner come in I garentee you that were gonna catc”….. Before Detective Peters could finish his sentence Detective Taylor cut him off.
“Okay Mrs. Roman I think my partner has enough of the backstory so If you don’t mind I’ll speed this up to this point with your husband”. This made Louis hot inside because he knew exactly were his partner was headed and sometimes John could shake shit up when it didn’t need to be. Even though Ahsha was annoyed he still had her comfortable enough that she was willing to talk. But Louis could tell that Derek wasn’t the guy to be trifled with. Especially right now.
"Okay Mr. Roman lets get into this”. Derek sat comfortably on the couch ready to take on the task at hand.
“Okay cool” Derek responded back.
“So from the information that we have gain thus far its to my knowledge that you and your wife have been in Miami for a year and some change”.
“Correct” Derek answered simply.
“Okay and up until this point how would you say your working experience has been in Miami?”
“Well the seasons going great. Were hoping to go to the Championship this year and I’m hoping its with the Devils as they’ve had a pretty good season as well.”
“Ahhh so you’re keeping up with your previous team I see”.
“Its only right” Derek chuckled.
“And what about your teammates here?” Detective Taylor inquired.
“What about them”?
“Were they receptive to you coming here to play and step in as caption. That could ruffle a lot of guys feathers.”
“Look Detective”…….Derek had forgoten his name
“Taylor” The detective added “John M. Taylor”
"Right, Detective Taylor. I’ve played in the league for eight years now, so many of the guys I’ve met and already was well acquainted with so there was no place for jealousy just basketball.”
“That’s great and how would you say from your prespeactive how your wife feels about Miami?”
“Ahsha likes it here, shes doing an amazing job with the Blaze dancers. Their first dance of the season that she choreographed went viral with over a million views and re-tweets on Twitter but I knew she’d kill it here.” Derek looked over at Ahsha and they both gave each other a brief warm smile. Then Derek started to continue.“From time to time she misses L.A. All of her family is there so I get it.” Derek said rubbing the back of her neck. Ahsha closed her eyes and found comfort in his touch.
“Wow Mr. Roman quite impressive you are very in tuned with the misses I see. Ahsha you should be proud”. Derek furrowed his brow and cocked his head slightly.
“Well she’s my wife, of course I know and celebrate all of her accomplishment. Why wouldn’t I know her inside and out.”
“Excuse my partner Mr. Roman, he’s not married.” Detective Peters chimed in. He was trying to gain some of the trust back in the room.
“I would have never guessed” Derek eyes widen as he spoke sarcastically. Detective John was not liking to be the butt of the jokes so he figured it was time to shake things up a bit.
“Alright lets get back on track Mr. Roman”. John suggested. “Now if this person is someone who in fact you guys don’t know we need to focus on the why and how.”
"Meaning”? Derek inquired.
“Well Mr. Roman, why is someone focusing in on you and your wife. What make you two worthy opponent, why would anyone want to expose your life. Mr. Roman please
enlighten me how would you describe your marriage.”

“Well obviously it stems from Ahsha and I both being public figures like my wife said earlier. I mean why collect footage of random people no one knows. People tend to see celebrities as something other then just regular people so I guess its something intriguing about seeing how we operate, which is just like anyone else. But to answer your question my marriage is like any other marriage as you saw on the video”.
"Now Mrs. Roman this is were my questioning gets a little tricky.”
“How so?” Derek asked
“Well as a detective I need to make sure we’re looking at every angle this situation could have played out”.
"Sure” Derek simply answered.
“Okay and have you or your wife ever discuss the interest of filming your life and or your sexual encounters. Newlyweds and all I’d understand if you two were trying to keep the spice up.” John chuckled in his throat.
“Excuse Me” Ahsha said shocked. “What the hell is this an interrogation?”
“Excuse me Detective but my client doesn’t have to answer that” Jeff was shocked in how fast the questioning turned left. Derek and Detective Taylor locked eyes. Derek was the only one in the room who didnt budge he could already tell that he was a jerk. Derek knew his type and he wasnt affraid to play his game. He signaled his hand up towards Jeff to assure his lawyer that
this was okay. He and Ahsha had nothing to hide so they could be honest.
“No! We’ve never discuss it but I can honestly tell you that even if I was interested my wife would shut that down. When my wife and I make love we attack. There’s no time to think about turning on a camera, were just in the moment. Plus watching it will never be as good as doing it. Besides I’m a grown ass man I have no interest of having everyone watching my personal life with my wife. Even though I guarantee you that the internet is sitting back waiting impatiently to get a look”.
"So that would mean you or your wife has no interest for reality t.v. either”? Derek smirked at the detectives tacky tone and he honestly felt like he was insulting he and Ahsha and he would never play that game.
“Detective take a look out that big glass window. Crazy view right? You can see a 360 degree view of the entire city of Miami”. Derek pointed out towards their balcony gazing at the hypnotizing view.
“Yea the view is defiantly stunning Mr. Roman.” John was getting annoyed thinking that Derek was trying to avoid answering the question but Ahsha knew well enough what her husband was doing. He was being”the” Derek Roman.
“Yeah, and what do you think about me and my wife’s home?
"Its……. definitely lavish, with a homie feel, really spacious for just two people, nice decor, its stunning”. The detective admitted.
“Right!” Derek retorted
“Okay and what does your view of Miami have to do with my question? Derek leaned forward with a look that could kill.
"Oh I was just making sure you took a look around before I sincerely asked,………. Does it look like me or my wife is looking for a "reality check?” Derek looked at him as if he had lost is mindIt was no
secret that the couple was successful so they never had to brag or boast about the blessing they were afforded to have but Derek was making it very clear that he would be the only ass whole ever welcomed in his home.
“I’m sorry Mr. Roman did I offend you”. John asked in a condescending tone smirking.
“Nah no I’m just sitting her wondering why you two are getting a background check from my wife and basically asking me are we trying to leak a sex-tape we had something to do with. I mean that is in fact what you were getting at right Detective?” Derek said blunt tired of playing games. There was some sick stalker out their watching he and Ahsha’s every move and they needed him found immediately.
"Mr. Roman” Detective Peter’s cut in. “Pardon me if it seems like we’re asking some hard question but this is the process. Its our job to look at the situation from all angles. Now this might not be the case but its not uncommon that people secretly record they’re spouses without the other party knowing”.
"Look Detective Peters”. Ahsha now stepped in. “I assure you and your partner that Derek and I had no idea or anything to do with our lives being invaded. You guys are reducing this down to just some sex-tape but the truth of the matter is is there is every aspect of our lives on that video. EVERY SINGLE ASPECT!!. From personal life to business life. Now were done answering questions, what Derek and I are interested in is what are you guys going to do after today to find this person. This was Louis chance to get them back on track so he stepped in quick before John pissed them off again.
"Right so Mr. and Mrs. Roman what we will do is investigate all the aspect that aren’t adding up. We’ll send the cameras to the lab and have them tested for prints. We’ll also track the serial numbers for the camera and see if we can trace them back to some form of credit card history. We’ll also collecting all surveillance footage from the property and personalty interviewing with the security staff on the property to see if anythings off. My partner doesn’t believe so but I feel like this was an inside job. I mean this building has only three units and proper security. There is no way that this person got in if they didn't know the ins and outs of everything here. Plus if that’s the case you guys could file a lawsuit against the owners.”
“Alright that’s good, finally something I like to here.” Jeff announced as he was pacing the floor rubbing the back of his head.
“Yes but there is only one more thing I’d like to ask and I promise this will be the last thing before our investigation begins”. Detective Peters took out is notepad again. “If either of you can try to recall, from the moment you arrived in Miami do you remember anything that may have struck you as weird. You know made you feel uncomfortable like cars tailing you, strange people around the premises that you didn't recognize.I need you two to really think.”
Derek started to talk with Detective Peters and as he did she felt her mind going back to the video she had saw an hour ago. She started to think back to moments that were actually on the footage. As Derek started to rethink about the past mouths. Her thoughts slipped away to when the couple first arrived in Miami..
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(Flashback)
Ahsha and Derek spent Saturday at home. It was their first full weekend off since the season had started. They both just wanted to stay home and have a chill day to relax. The time was now 7'o clock and after running a couple of errands for the day Ahsha just wanted to get home and relax. She has just finished her shower and put on her tank top and panties. She laid across the middle of her bed and propped herself up comfortably on a pillow as she scrolled through the channels with the remote. Derek was downstairs in the weight room doing a light workout. Ahsha’s phones sounded to alert her of an email but she decided to check it later. She kept scrolling through the channels but couldn’t decide weather she wanted watch a crime investigation show or something on HGTV for some good interior design. As she couldn’t make up her mind; from the lack of never being able to stay home and watch television. Her email notification sounded again. Ahsha opened her email and it was from the owner of the Miami Blaze basketball team; Mr. St. Patrick. The subject line read “Miami Blaze on Is Sizzling Hot”. Ahsha opened the message and it simply read.
“I knew you were going to be the perfect fit. This is amazing and numbers don’t lie. We have been trending on Twitter since last night. Look at those views.
Re watch the video and see me first thing on Monday in my office.”
The owner attached a link to the video the was swirling around Twitter. Ahsha saw the number of views on the video and she nearly dropped her phone. 4 million re-tweets. This had been the first time in a long time that the Blaze Girls were making this much buzz.She read through a couple of the comments and they were getting good feedback. Ahsha played the video and it felt damn good watching her own choreography as she was front and center, plus the girls danced the routine like it was there first walk. Ahsha couldn’t help herself she stood on the bed with her phone in her hand and belted out a powerful scream of excitement.
“OH MY GOD!!!! YES YES YES!!!!!” Ahsha jumped on the bed. Derek was coming up from his workout when he heard all the chaos coming from his bedroom.
“WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? Ahsha what’s going on?” Derek wiped his head with his towel.
“Oh my gosh Derek baby look”! Ahsha said turning around her phone for him to see.
“Wait is this the halftime show from last night? Derek’s eyes widen as he saw the views and retweets. "DAMN this has like 4 million view.”
“I know. Derek I just got an email from Mr. St Patrick and he said he wants to see me in his office firs thing Monday.”
“WHAT?! That’s great Ahsha!” Derek smiled from ear to ear. “Look at my fine ass wife doing her thing. Damn girl come here, Im so proud of you”. Derek picked her up from the bed as she straddled his waist. He wrapped his strong arms around her man he gave her a warm hug in admiration.
"Ughhh Derek I cant believe this” Ahsha smiled like a Cheshire cat.
“I can, my wife is amazing” Derek cooed kissing on her chin causing her to giggle. Ahsha grabbed his shoulder and looked him in his eyes.
“You know what Derek?”
“What Mrs. Roman?”
“I’m glad we’re here”. Ahsha said simply. This made Derek feel so good inside because ultimately he had made the suggestion of Miami and he was glad to see his wife having success of her own. It was only his hope for both of them to be happy and Ahsha success played a huge role in that as well.
“Babe we gotta do something. Just like you said we aren’t guaranteed any moments so babe lets seas them all. This is the the first out of many we have to do something.” Derek said.
“Yea but Derek ‘I’m really not in the mood to throw a party or go out to a club” Ahsha whined.
“That’s okay Ahs we can still do something just me and you. Whatever you wanna do I promise.”
“Really?”
“Anything you want. We could celebrate”. Derek said kissing her on the lips. Ahsha took a moment to think.
"Ummmm well it has been a minute since we’ve done something alone together or even had the time. How about dinner overlooking the beach papa”. Ahsha smiled warmly.
“Dinner sounds great”. Derek cooed.
“Okay where?” Ahsha inquired.
“Wherever you want babe that’s where we’ll go. We’re celebrating your accomplishment so its all about you”. Ahsha couldn’t do anything but be excited. This day was turning out better then she expected. Derek placed her on her feet and kissed her cheek. “Go on go get ready, and make sure you slip on something sexy for daddy”. Derek grinned. Ahsha ran off into her closet to find something to wear. Derek proceeded to the shower.
………………

After some time Ahsha picked out a couple of things to wear to dinner but she couldn’t decide what to wear. She was so indecisive lately. It was because they had literally made work their whole life for the last mouth in a half so it was weird picking out anything but practice clothes.
“Derek I don’t know what to wear” Ahsha whined from inside the closet. Derek had his towel wrapped around his waist as he just finish lotioning up. He walked in the closet going to exactly what he would put on.
“Ahsha are you still looking. Babe you always look great no matter what you wear just put something on before you make us late for our reservations”. Derek said without turning to look at his wife.
“Okay babe how do you like this one?” Ahsha tried on a blue dress. Derek looked out the corner of his eye but really didn’t pay attention.
“Yea Ahs that looks fine” Derek uttered.
“Derek you didn’t even look” Ahsha said placing her hands on her hip.
“Yes I did its the blue one.” Derek said now looking at his watched trying to make a decision.
“Derek you saw the color out the side of your eye”. Ahsha rolled her eyes. Derek didn’t turn around to respond he knew that Ahsha would only work herself up and if he gave his opinion she’d end up wearing something different anyways. But Ahsha knew exatly what she had to do to get him to pay attention.
“Well okay what do you think. Do you like this choice better?” Ahsha asked
“Yea that look good too” Derek said pretending to pay attention.
“Oh really you want me to go out like this?” Ahsha confirmed.
“Just like that” Derek repeated. Ahsha walked up behind Derek.
Well if I’m gonna go out in my bra and panties I guess I should put on my guarder belt to make it a little bit more formal then.” That got Derek attention quickly.
“Bra and panties?” Derek furrowed his brow then turned around.
“Yep that’s what you said you wanted.” Derek huffed out loud. Ahsha was never the women who took hours to get ready she always looked her best. After they got married she picked up the habit of wanting to know Derek’s opinion on what she wore out.
“Okay you have my full attention now, I promise.” Derek said now turning around. He leaned back on the counter top to show her she had his undivided attention.
“Nope this is what you wanted so I’m ready to go” Ahsha said about to walk out of their closet. Derek shot her a look that made her stop dead in her tracks.
“Don’t play with me” He said raising his brow.
“Yea I thought I’d get your attention”. Ahsha shot back. Then she started to search through a couple more dresses, it didn’t take long for her to find another that she likes and tried it on.
“Okay what about this red one?” Ahsha asked as Derek looked her up and down.
“Yea babe I like it with your hair up like that” Derek complimented.
“Really, it feels a little tight to me. I think Im gaining weight.” Ahsha said looking at her appearance in the mirror at the provocative dress.
“Ahsha you’re not gaining weight. Actually…. that one looks really sexy babe.” Derek said smirking.
“See I knew it, you just like it because its so short my ass is practically falling out.” Derek took another look at the dress and who was he fooling he didn't really care that her hair looked nice with the dress all he could see was breast on display and ass falling out.
“Yea you’re right you’re not wearing that out” Derek said sternly as he pinched her butt. “But I cant help it that ass is just…….. looking real right mama”.
"Ugh Derek you’re no help and stop don’t talk about my butt” Ahsha swiped his hand away.
“Women that’s mine I’ll talk about it”. Derek chuckled spraying his cologne on and Ahsha caught a whiff of it."Plus your ass always looks so good during the season from all that dancing girl”. Finally Ahsha found he dress she liked that had the perfect balance of sexy and classy. She slipped on her sexy black dress that had the high slit for her mans view. She pair the look with her black strappy Giuseppe heels with gold jewelry and her black and gold clutch.
“Oh really, how good does it look?” Ahsha purred. Walking closer to her husband. Derek groan deep in his throat.
“Ummmmm good enough to eat” Derek said grabbing her chin softly kissing her lips.“
"Now look who’s gonna make us late for our reservations” Ahsha joked.
“Nah I’m good but when we get home prepare for the worst.” Derek warned.
“You are such a pervert”. Ahsha said pushing her husband away.
“Says the women who loves all the perverted things that I love to do to her”. Derek teased
“Whatever just zip the back of my dress up please”. Ahsha rolled her eyes
“Whatever you say Mrs. Roman”. Derek zipped the back of her dress and quickly stole a kiss on her cheek. The Romans’s were off to a lovely evening out.

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The time was now nine’ o clock and the Roman’s had now taken their seats on at the five star restaurant popular in Miami known as Suga Cane. Derek pulled out his wife's chair and she sat down gracefully. He then took his seat and the couple was ready to enjoy themselves. A tall handsome fellow approached their tables to serve them.
“Good Evening Mr. and Mrs. Roman, my name is Anthony and I’ll be serving you two tonight, what can I get you?”
“We haven’t exactly decided yet Anthony but thank you”. Ahsha gave a warms smile to prompt server.
"Yes but while we’re deciding, let us have a bottle of your best champagne. We're celebrating.” Derek smiled never taking his eyes off of his wife.
“Yes sir right away and I give you two a moment for your meal.” Anthony walked away from their table. Derek and Ahsha took a look through the menu and when the server returned to the table he pour the both a class of vine from a glass wine vase them at it on the table placing a white cloth over it to keep it chilled. He then took their food request and made sure that they were satisfied with everything they needed.
“Derek I cant believe we’re having a night out just the two of us, feels like its been forever”. Ahsha said truly excited.
“We haven't gone out in forever babe, trust me I know. But all that hard work we’re putting in is paying out. Ahsha I’m really proud of you.” Derek said sincerely. Raising his glass of wine to his wife.
“Awh thanks babe, I couldn't do it without you supporting me every step of the way. And of course you massaging my calves after those hard practices." Ahsha said chuckling clinking her glass along with her husband’s. They both stood up slightly to peck a kiss over each others lips.
"Anytime you need me I’ll be right there. I promise.” Derek cooed
“I know” Ahsha replied biting her bottom lip. As Ahsha heard those words echoing in the back of her mind she found them to be very true as Derek was there for her beyond a shadow of a doubt.
“Okay but really babe on a serious note, I gotta make sure I’m keeping up with you. All this buzz and next thing you know is they’ll be calling me Ahsha Roman’s husband. Talk about boss bitches wifing niggas.” Derek threw his hand up exaggerating. Both Derek and Ahsha bust out laughing at Derek’s joke. Ahsha almost spit out her wine.
“Babe don’t do that. Stop making me laugh this hard they’re gonna kick us out the restaurant” Ahsha patted her fingertip below her eye not to mess us her makeup from the slight tear that formed from laughing.
“What, its true. Plus they’re nothing with a little competition” Derek teased.
“Oh whatever Mr. takeover Sports Center your first two games for dropping 70 points by yourself”. Ahsha glowed over her husband.
“Ahhhh I see you trying to make me feel good but its all about you tonight. You can kiss up to me tomorrow." Derek finished. Anthony brought the couple the’re food and it looked delicious. The fine couple basked in their beautiful night out and cherish the moment they could have together uninterrupted. As Ahsha thought about this moment Miami didn’t mock the same feeling that she felt presently. She felt lucky and on top of the world. Now, here she was having a bad taste in her mouth about a place that once made her feel unbelievably happy. She thought about how lovely the night was and how she and Derek danced on the beach at the restaurant and basked in their love for each other. She also remembered feeling lucky that she had a husband that was so happy to celebrate her and made sure she lived in those moments. The nostalgia washed over her mind of how she and Derek bumped and grind to the Cuban music and continued to drink more glasses of wine until they were feeling just right. It was something about how her hips moved that night and how Derek placed his hands on her waist. Ahsha’s thoughts went back to the moments that struck the conversation on the phone with Kyle and how it all started at dinner that night. After dancing the couple went back to their table and of course with the drinks flowing the two of them started their usual sexual banter. Ahsha got up from her seat an switched her hips in her husbands direction. She lat in Derek’s lap at the table and he placed his hand on the nape of her ass calm and collected. Derek would be a gentlemen but when she sat down all he could think about was how soft her butt naked ass feels grinding against his skin when he fucked
her from behind. Ahsha caressed her hand around his shoulders and looked into her husband’s fiery eyes as he didn’t say a word. Ahsha caressed his chin sweetly.
"What’s wrong? You look nervous. Afraid I might eat you alive tonight”. Ahsha said picking up Derek wine glass from the table and taking a sip. Little did she know her husband was very nervous because he didn’t trust himself not to throw his wife on the table right in the middle of the restaurant and sex her right there. Derek chuckled at his wife’s comment and took his wine glass out of her hand and finished the wine down.
“Nervous? You have no idea, what you’re getting yourself into”. Derek cooed in his deep voice.
"I think I’ll take my chances” Ahsha shot back leaning in to kiss him on his neck.
“I see a little alcohol makes my wife bold.” Derek smirked enjoying the feel of his wife’s plump lips.
“I might be a little bad tonight” Ahsha purred
“Oh so you’re a badass?”
"Yea” Ahsha smiled teasingly.
“Humph, I’d like to tame that” Derek coxed.
“Oh really”. Ahsha inquired. Derek then licked his lips.
“I tell you what, You go get the car and I’ll handle the check so I can get your badass home.”. This made Ahsha very excited.

Ahsha and Derek could feel the heat rising between them on the car ride home. As Derek sped through the Miami streets Ahsha was hypnotized by the city lights. Miami was so different from L.A. Both beautiful places but Miami was just different. As they road up the strip to get home Ahsha leaned over to kiss Derek on his neck. She placed seductive kisses letting him feel her full lips against his flesh. She then let her tongue slither to his ear and licked it.
“Women you better slow down” Derek smirked pressing his foot harder on the gas going faster. This made Ahsha fall back into her seat because of the acceleration. Ahsha shot him a naughty look as he made her sit back. This man was in so much control he munipulated the car just to control her. Ahsha reached underneath the slip of her dress.
“Okay, I’ll be good for now” She said daringly throwing her panties in Derek’s lap. Derek glanced down in his lap and raised is brow at Ahsha. He took her panties and put them on the inside if his jacket. Ahsha sat back and let Derek drive to get them home safely. She gazed out of the window and the drinks mixed with Miami’s bright neon colors were doing something to her; they were enhancing her sexual desire. She looked over at Derek and he briefly
looked over to her and grinned placing one hand on her thigh as he continued to drive. Oh the things she wanted those hands to do to her. The night air crept up her neck and teased her senses and Ahsha was beginning to get delirious from needing her husband inside her. Finally they reached the top of
their street and was caught by a red light. Ahsha looked up before and the red lights from the traffic light set her a blaze inside and when it turned green that gave her the go to be a complete freak tonight. They drove through the security gate and walked through the main lobby were the guy at the front desk was sleeping. Derek grabbed his key card for the elevator and swiped it so that it would open and the elevator would know to go to the top floor. They both got in the elevator and Derek grabbed Ahsha’s waist and pulled her body into his. He kissed on the back on her neck and teased her earlobe with his tongue. She could feel his bulge in his pants and it was exactly how she liked it; hard.
“Is this what you’ve been wanting all night? Derek asked as he pushed his dick on her harder which felt like heaven since she had no panties on. Ahsha turned around to face her husband to gain some control back. She placed her arms around his neck and they kissed intensely. Their lips intertwined fast and rough. Ahsha pushed Derek into the mirrored walls inside the elevator.
"Yes, but you know what else I’ve been wanting all night”. Ahsha asked smirking.
“What’s that?”
“I’ve been wanting to taste this all night” Ahsha said as she grabbed his dick into her hand.
“Oh don’t you worry, you’ll get a taste. Trust me when I say I’m gonna stick my dick and tongue in every whole you have.” Derek picked Ahsha up and she straddled his waist. Ahsha’s breath hitched at his naughty reply and her vagina was ready and willing. The elevator door finally opened and they opened there front door in one swift moment and they were now behind the doors of their sanctuary. Derek and Ahsha was so into each other they fail to realize anything was off. Little did they know that someone had just left from the inside of their home. Derek and Ahsha didn’t bother to turn the lights on. The lights from the city and the moonlight was enough for them to have a calm mood in their home but it was one that was romantic. Derek and Ahsha now kissed passionately and was on the verge of losing control. Derek carried Ahsha upstairs and he placed her down in front of their bed. As they tongue kissed Ahsha begand to un button Derek shirt and she ripped it off exposing
the upper half of his well sculpted body. Derek squeezed her ass firmly through her dress while placing wet kisses on her neck. Just as he was about to rip her dress off something switched into Derek and he stopped. Ahsha began to kiss down his chest and she got lower to his belt buckle wanting to undo it.
“Ahsha wait baby, stop” Derek he said running his hands through her hair but she was in attack mode and wasn’t listening.
“Owwww no I gotta have it” She quickly started to unbuckle is belt and Derek forcefully grabbed her by her arms lifting her back up.
Ahsha stop” Derek said sternly. Ahsha then stopped recognizing his seriousness.
“Derek what’s…. Whats wrong” Ahsha asked. Derek began to speak softly.
“Nothing baby. Its just…..
“Just what?” Derek began to chuckle at his thought. He placed his hands gently on his waist and looked her in her eyes.
“Nothing beautiful, Its just……why are we rushing? We’re so used to getting it when we can because the season is already crazy and we're squeezing sex in when we’re in a rush and right now we’re doing the same thing but we dont have to. Baby when’s the last time you let me make love to you. You got my dick rock hard and I dont
wanna waste it on a quick fuck. I wanna make this about you tonight”.
 Ahsha pulled Derek in by his belt and kisses him softly. She was a little tipsy and the alcohol had her horny as hell but her husband was right. Ahsha smiles at her husbands genuine revelation.She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed softly getting intoxicated by their own love for one another.
"I love you” Ahsha uttered
“I love you too”. Derek cooed. As his words echoed through her body Ahsha pushed Derek onto the bed.
You know, I cant remember the last time I made love to you either Mr. Roman” Ahsha purred grinning. Derek looked at her with animalistic eyes as he propped himself up on his elbows staring at his wife.
“Take off your clothes” Derek demanded. He was always in control even when he wasn’t trying on purpose. Derek had Ahsha struct and if she hadn’t handed over her panties early they would have fell to the floor on his command. Ahsha’s breath hitch as she remembered all the freaky things they did together as husband and wife that night. All the things that the world was potentially about to witness. She could hear Derek and the Detective’s still talking in the background but she couldn’t get all of her favorite moments from that night out of her head. Her mind immediately went to the moment they were butt naked on their bed. Ahsha hair now out of her neat bun and she was on all fours. The thought of Derek’s dick deep in her wet center was paralyzing. Derek had a vice grip on her hips and he grinned roughly inside her making her take it all. He worked her pussy out and she was loving every bit of it. Her man could truly make her toes curl.
“Ughhhhhh DEREK Yasssss!!!!!! She moaned as her hands tightly gripped the sheets moving her hips back and forth to match his rhythm. Ahsha tried her best to keep this up but Derek dick was so hard and deep she felt like her pussy was going to explode. She was on the verge of cumming so hard. Derek felt Ahsha running trying to prolong her orgasm. He forcefully jerked her hips back making her take all the pleasure.
"Come Here Women” Derek demanded “Don’t run now” Derek said amused.
“Derek wait baby, I’m gonna cum!!!” Ahsha reached back into his chest. Derek swiped her hand away going even deeper as he leaned down to kiss the center of her back.
“UGHHHHHH FUCK” Ahsha screamed as chills went up her spine.
“Ima make this pussy cum all night” Derek said pumping faster. As he did this he reached underneath his wife to rub her clit and by his wife reaction she loved it.
“Shit Derek” she sucked air between her teeth loving both the vaginal and clitoral stimulation. Ahsha bit her bottom lip and decided that she was all in. She arched her back further and started to throw her pussy back fast on his dick. Derek stopped pumping and looked down to see his wife’s juicy pussy lips peaking out from between her ass cheeks and he loved how it swallowed his dick. Derek smacked her ass as her pussy sucked his dick.
“Give me that shit”
“ARRRGGHHH”
Ahsha moaned and as soon as Derek demanded her cum she came on his dick and rode herself through her orgasm. Ahsha love cream spilled on his dick and she took a moment to catch her breath but they were far from done. Her mind rushed over to the though of that night were she and Derek had sex in their bathroom. She could see her and Derek’s reflection in her mind clear as day as they stood in the mirror making love. How Derek kisses her neck and squeezed her breast and he stroked her intensely. She loved the way his chest flexed when he made love to her.
“Owwww Derek that feels so fucking good” Ahsha moaned holding on to the counter top
“You like it”
“Ughhhh yess this shit is so proper. Fuckkk mee Fuck meeeeee”. She screamed in the top of her lungs. She was still intoxicated from the many drink earlier and it seemed as if the night was spinning in circles.
Derek pushed her chest down to the top of the counter top and it was cold against her nipple which made them harder. Derek was right they didn’t have to rush and they sexed what seemed like for hours. They were for the first time christening their house and putting on a show for their unknown viewer. The stalker watched the footage and he praised himself for coming at this particular night. The footage that he was collecting could have been enough and this was his first night watching back. Ahsha and Derek ended up on the living room floor as the glow from the city cast blue lights on their naked bodies. Ahsha laid on her back and Derek was on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his back and he continued his fucking. They kissed and caressed each other as they enjoyed the heat from each others body.
“Shit Ahsha” Derek cursed as her vagina muscles were clinging around his dick. She was so wet that every time he moved you could here her vagina dripping just the way he liked it.
“I love this fucking dick daddy. Fuck me harder”. Ahsha moaned out of breath. She was sure glad to no have practice the next morning because she would never make it the next day from all the pleasure her body was feeling. Her husband wasn’t lying when he said the night would be all about her. Ahsha had cum three times and she knew she would be no good tomorrow. She would sleep all day. Ahsha and Derek were so engulfed in their lovemaking that they fail to hear their doorbell ringing which was weird because it was 2 in the morning.
"Ughhhh,…Wait baby what was that” Ahsha asked as Derek placed soft kisses on her neck as he continued to drive kiss dick into wetness.
“The sound of sweet pussy” Derek cooed biting his lips. He slipped his togue into her mouth and continued his loving act. The door bell sounded again and this time Derek heard it.
“What the fuck? Who the hell is that?” Derek whispered. Ahsha grabbed his face to refocus his attention on her.
“Please Derek don’t stop you feels to good. They’ll leave” Ahsha kissed his lips starting their tongue kiss again. The doorbell rang again and this time the couple couldn’t ignore it. Derek stopped again and Ahsha got frustrated.
“Wait Ash, think about it this may be important. It has to be if the guy downstairs let them up and we we'rent expecting any guess. Plus its two in the morning”.
"Ughhh well hurry up Derek and get rid of them”. Ahsha sassed. Derek hopped up but obviously he couldn’t walk to his front door like he came into the world. Ahsha saw him looking around and she saw his boxers in the door. The door bell rang once more then came a knock.
“Looking for these?” Ahsha held up his underwear grinning
“Yes now give them to me” Derek said trying to attend the unwanted guess, but Ahsha didnt care as far as she was concerned they were interrupting the evening that was meant for her.
“Unn Unn I want a kiss first” she teased smiling.
“Ahsha come on before you make me kill them for ringing my damn doorbell.” Derek wasn’t ready to play.
“Come on baby just one” Ahsha looked at hi with her doe eyes.
“Okay just one”. Derek leaned down close to his women and she was waiting with her suculent lips. Ahsha closed her eyes ready and Derek snatched his boxers from her.“Ohh you almost had it, you gotta be quicker then that.” Derek said busting out laughing because now his wife was pissed. He slipped on his underwear and headed to the front door.  Derek walked to the door honestly pissed off. How dare anyone be ringing his doorbell at 2am in the morning and on top of everything interrupting the fucking he was giving his wife.The bell rang again before he could reached the door.
“Yo, yo one second!” Derek said walking to the door in nothing but his fitted briefs . He finally reached the door and opened it to see a police officer standing at his front door.Derek was actually shocked. “Oh shit, how can I help you officer?” Derek said blinking twice startled.
“Good Evening Sir, we got a call from one of your neighbors that said they heard a disturbance going on in your home.” Derek looked confused.
“Disturbance? What kind of disturbance?” Derek asked genuinely.
“The person who made the call to us said they heard screams and bumping against the walls, like someone was in a fight”.
“Officer I assure you that’s impossible.” Derek said thinking of how huge their home was.
“And do you live alone or is someone else present at the moment, Mr………”
“Roman. Derek Roman and no this is me and my wife’s home.”
Okay could you call your wife down I’d like to speak with her as well.”Derek rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled.
“Uhhh sir I’m afraid I cant do that. You see me and my wife were kinda in the middle of something when you arrived. I’m sure she..” Derek was interrupted by Ahsha’s voice.
"Derek what’s taking you so long?!” Ahsha walked from the living room with only a white sheet covering her naked body. Derek stepped in front of her quickly as she didn’t notice the officer.
“Ahsha we have company”. Derek said blocking the officers view.
"Well what the hell do they want Derek, its two in the damn morning?”Ahsha said getting frustrated because their fun had been interrupted.They had both been so busy getting adjusted into their new lives that she was craving for all of her husbands attention. Derek and Ahsha bickered back and forth quickly as Derek tried to get her to understand the situation at hand but the drinks from earlier had Ahsha horny and she had no interest and wasn’t listening. One of Ahsha’s long slender legs escaped the sheets and she tried wrapping it around Derek’s waist. She then grabbed Derek’s face and tried placing kisses on him but he escaped her grip knowing that this was not the time. The police officer interrupted the young couple.
“Hello, uh and are you Mrs. Roman?”. Ahsha finally looked out to the front door and noticed the officer. She immediately was shocked and hide behind Derek’s tall stature. “Excuse me ma’am I’m just trying to do my job”. Ahsha then realized she had nowhere to run so she came from behind Derek revealing her sex hair and her salacious appearance. The officer looked at Ahsha and immediately thought she was stunningly beautiful. He thought about all the elements and the situation as a whole and started to piece things together but still wanted to keep it professional.
"Yes I’m Mrs. Roman. Officer what seems to be the problem”? Ahsha wrapped the sheet even tighter walking towards the door. The officer cleared his throat trying not to give her direct eye contact.
“Ahhhhh ma’am we got a call from one of your downstairs neighbors that said they heard screaming and bumping against the walls like there was an altercation going on”.
"No officer no altercation here” Ahsha said simply. She was too tipsy to have this conversation. All she wanted was for the officer to leave so she could put her husband on his back.
“Are you sure Mrs. Roman, the person who made the call seemed very disturbed by these said noises”. Ahsha eased her arms around Derek’s well built torso.
"What can I say? I’m not the quiet type and my husband can get a little rough so I think that sums up the issue”. Ahsha said quite frankly. Derek eyes widen as he couldn’t believe his wife’s little sassy attitude when she had a couple of drinks in her system. The officer looked at Derek and smirked. "What can I say she’s a feisty one.” Derek cut in. “Look officer me and my wife went out to celebrate and had a few drinks tonight. Instead of staying out we decided to finish our celebration at home, but we do apologies about the noise. We’ll try to keep it down.“ Derek couldn’t make any promises though. The officer chuckled.
"No problem, we just came out to insure everyone's safety and make sure their wasnt any sign of abuse of any kind so everything's fine”.
“Well depending on what you think abuse is my husband was defiantly assaulting me”. Ahsha said annoyed that the officer was still there. She was enjoying the sex too much and honestly this cop was blowing her buzz.
“How so Mr. Roman?” the officer still keeping a professional composer
“By sticking his di…. Ahsha’s muffled the last words as Derek quickly placed his hand over her mouth. She had truly had one to many tonight and Derek had to be quick on his feet knowing she may say anything.
"Uhhh Ahsha he doesn’t need to know that” Derek rushed out quickly wanting to kill her.
“Umm Hummm oh I see, alright you two enjoy your evening and try to keep in down please. I’d hate to have to interrupt you again tonight”.
"Alright thank you officer.Have a good evening” Derek nodded then closed the door. He turned around and looked at Ahsha shaking his head.
“Agghhhh Mr. Roman what am I going to do with you”.
“I can think of a few things”.
Ahsha purred smirking.
“Ummhhhh” Derek groaned in his throat taking in his wife’s radiant appearance. “Bring your fine ass over here women, I’m wasn't done with you”. Ahsha was literally drooling at the thoughts of what happened until the next morning. After this she heard a sound snapping herself out of her inner thoughts.
“AHSHA!! Baby are you okay”. Derek sat up on the couch and looked at her
“Huh? Yes I’m fine I was just deep in thought.”
“Well Mrs. Romans do you have anything you would like to share with us as well before we pack up and head out”. Detective Louis chimed in. Ahsha swallowed hard feeling exhausted.
"Actually no Detective not right now. I don’t mean to be rude but its been a long day and I just need to get some rest.” Derek rubbed her shoulder. “If I remember anything else that we may have left out I’ll be sure to contact Jeff so he can pass the information on.” Ahsha concluded.
“Mrs. Roman are you sure” Detective John asked concerned that she was holding back information or something they could use agaisnt the stalker. Derek interrupted.
“Nah No my wife said shes done so we’re finished for the day”. Derek said fianl.
"Well alright looks like we got all we need”. Detective Peters got up and shook their hands. “Mr and Mrs. Roman we’re terribly sorry that this has happened but we promised we’ll catch this guy before he has any chance to strike”. Derek then poke for the both of them.
"Thanks Detective we’ll be in touch.”
After being questioned by detectives and the investigation team collecting the camera eqiuptment for further investigation the time was now nine o'clock and everyone went home for the night. The Roman’s didn’t say a word. Derek and Ahsha mounted the stairs and got undressed for bed. Derek and Ahsha laid in silence before Ahsha finally spoke.
“Maybe we’re so connected that were both sleeping right now having the same bad dream.” Derek pulled her in close to his side taking a deep breath before he answered.
“I wish this could be over in the morning, but I’m afraid It wont be.” He squeezed Ahsha’s hand tightly underneath the covers. “Hey, try to get some rest okay”.
Ahsha laid her head on his chest and slowly closed her eyes, with the day she had just had she was exhausted.
………………….
The next day Ahsha and Derek both got ready to go to the arena like any other day except they rode to the arena together. They needed to stay close if they would get through their first day at work since the drama. They knew that paparazzi and the media would be lurking and they needed to be a united strong front. As they pulled into the back of the arena paparazzi swarmed the front waiting for them to arrived and they kissed the traffic. They took the emergency elevator to the  fourth floor. Derek walked Ahsha to the studio and they held hands until they reached the door were all the dancer were now waiting inside. They could feel all the dancers eyes on
them through the glass window.
“Hey Ahsha are you sure you gonna be okay.” Derek asked looking into her eyes to feel her out.
“Yes Derek Ill be fine, I can handle this.”
“Okay well answer me one question and Ill leave it alone.” Derek smirked.
“Huhhhh what Derek” Ahsha playfully rolled her eyes.
“Are you happy with the life we have together?”
“Of course….I wouldnt change it for anything and you know that” Ahsha assured
“And do you know how much I love you for everything you are”.
“Just as much as I love you”
“And as long as we’re together we’ll never lose”. Derek smiled softly. When he looked at Ahsha her heart was full. She was grateful to have her husband and she had the confidence to stand up to whatever she had to face.
"Come here!” Ahsha said pulling Derek in by his jersey and he embraced her in a tight hug. His muscles surrounded his wife’s tiny body and they both leaned in to seal their love with soft kisses on the lips. Their lips peck each others softly and they finally parted.
“Alright Mr.Roman have a great practice”.
“You too Mrs.Roman. If we finish early today I’ll be in the weight room until you finish up”
“I love you.”
“I love you too Ahsha”

Ahsha walked into the studio with her gym bag and walked towards her office while the girls stretched.
“Good Afternoon ladies” Ahsha sang in her normal tone. All the girls watched closely to see if anything was off.
“Heyyyyy” they all replied back in unison. Some where curious about the situation, some where mortified to ask their teammate about the ordeal, some didn’t care, some of the dancers were upset and shocked. They were all feeling some type of way. Ahsha came back into the studio with her binder and sat in the middle of the floor with the team to discuss their final events coming up for the rest of the season. The girls crowded around her as usual but the tension in the air was awkward. Ahsha took a deep breath.
“Okay ladies as you all know we have four charity events left, two commercials to shoot before the championship begins, and the owner of the team has invited us to dance at one of his private events that he is having with some investors. Now I sure I don’t have to let you that this is a lot to end the season with so practices will go an hour over starting in two week”. Blaze girl Jenna raised her hand for a question, she was always on top of things.
"Yes Jenna” Ahsha acknowledge her hand.
“So what are the dates for the charity events and when will you have the event schedule out to us?”
“The charity events are next mouth two back to back and one on the last day. But I have the schedules already ready Ill give them to you guys at the end of practice" Ahsha confirmed. “But other then those events, I’ll be speaking with Mr. St Patrick to figure out what are the plans for us in the off season and also the goals for next season,but he’s also told me to let you guys know that he’s very impressed with the season we’ve had and I cant say this on the record yet but he kept hinting on
a off season bonus.”
All the ladies we’re ecstatic they were getting excited about all the great news and to Ahsha’s surprise the meeting with the girls were going smoother then she expected.
“So before we get started ladies are their anymore questions?”
“Yea I have a question” Blaze girl Kayleigh said enthusiastic.
“Okay?” Ahsha replied. The dancers fake excitement went off her face once she had the green light.
“Sooooo we’re gonna act like we didn’t see her allllllll over the internet last night.” Kayleigh came out with it. Ahsha was almost scott free.
“Oh my god, Kayleigh are you crazy” Angela interrupted”
“No Angela I think we should get a couple of things straigh before we all move forward.” Ahsha came forward.“Now lets get one thing clear KAYLEIGH I dont really have to explain shit to anybody but since we’ve all grown a bond together over the last year and a half we are like a sisterhood. We lean on each other like family here and I have nothing to hide from anyone so I’ll cover it all in one setting”. Ahsha said with a bitchy grin on her face.
“Now first things first, Derek and I didn't leak the footage on the internet as a matter of fact we didn't even know there was any video of us that was ever recorded. I would never do anything to risk the integrity of my marriage or as a human being for some cheap publicity. Also I’d never risk the integrity of the team because ladies we all represent something positive here. This isn’t a situation were we recorded something and it got into the wrong hands. The situation at hand is very
serious. Someone broke into my home without me or Derek’s knowlege and they placed cameras around to record us”.

“Omg Ahsha are you serious?” Blaze Brittney asked shocked now to here the real story behind the scandal.
“Yes Brit but I cant go into much detail as now we’re in a full blown investigation to see who’s is behind this.”
“Damn Ahsha I cant believe this what if you were home or even Derek, that's sick, this could have been so dangerous”. Blaze Angela sympathized with her.
“Yeah I know. Im just glad we werent.” Ahsha took a relieved deep breath thankful that she could move on with her teammates.
"So do you guys know what all may be on the footage asisde from what we saw online?” Angela asked
Ahsha took a deep breath.“As far as the content on the tape I don’t know. The previewed video has every aspect of our lives I imagine so I’m just gonna say everything, maybe much of nothing I don’t know its still unfolding for us right now. I wont go into full detail like I said as we’re going through and investigation but I will say one thing and I’ll leave it at this. Obviously the person or persons behind this is bold enough to have invaded our privacy so I have to speak as if the full video
has been leaked. I’m not naive and I feel that they might be sick enough to do it but whatever is on that video Im not ashamed of. A few of us here are lucky enough to be married so you know how a marriage can be. Even the ladies who arent married I hope can sympathize and relate to how it can be when your with a man you love. Derek and I are just like any other couple. We love each other but that desnt mean we dont have hardships. I dont mind sharing that with you because my marriage isnt
built on punk shit so nothing can come between that. And as far a the other content, I don’t wanna toot my own horn here but my husband is fine so you already knew that I sit on my husband every night if possible.”

“Well Ahsha we knew that.” Blaze Brittney admitted high fiving another dancers hand while giggling.“You two are always so affectionate in front of us so we fugured.”
“Yes but what couple isn’t? Even though we’re affectionate we would never feel the need to showcase to the entire world what goes on in our bedroom.”
“Well damn now we know where all those sexy moves come from.” Blaze Julia laughed out joking rolling her lips. Ahsha was glad the air was now clear with her team.
“Yes I can assure you that all of those moves were made up the night before from my husband bending,twisting, and lifting me in many ways”. Ahsha admitted.
“Oh my gosh somebody shoot me am I hearing this” Blaze Kayliegh now commented getting her fix of tea she needed with her nosy ass.
Well you’re the one who insisted on knowing so there you have it”. Ahsha shot back. "Oh and one more thing since we’ve got the air clear I’ll say one last thing and we will get started. I’ve grown to love and truth each and everyone of you and I truly mean that but…… Ahsha took a long pause to show seriousness and look them all in the eye."Derek is off limits, nobody needs to conversate with my husband about the situation,period. This is the first and last time Im adressing the situation
with any of you but you dont need to ask him anything. We are here to shake our asses and go home and anyone’s personal business is not for sharing. Do you understand that!
All the girls agreed. “KAYLEIGH that means you especially”. Ahsha looked at her as if she’d slap the fuck out of her if she ever felt the need to ask her about her marriage again.
"Yeah I got it” Kayleigh put her hands up feeling her wrath. Ahsha smirked wishing she would blink twice.
“Good I wanted to make sure you understood that personally” Ahsha gave her a bitch I’m watching you look and he rest of the girls side eye’d Kayleigh smirking at her being on Ahsha’s side.
“So I think that clears everything up. Any last questions?” Even though Ahsha asked if they had questions they understood that they probably better not so no one in the room said anything.
“Good!. Now lets dance bitches”. Ahsha pressed play on the music and practice began.

OKAY DERSHA FAM!!!!! You have reached the end of chapter two. Chapter three is where the story will get very interesting. I hope you guys enjoyed it and Again I apologize for the long ass wait but on the bright side….I beat vh1 in the announcement for season 4 so theres that. Also SORRY FOR ANY MISSPELLINGS OR ERRORS!!!

Detective Louis Peters

Detective John M. Taylor

oc questions: sleep edition

1) how does your oc get ready for bed?

2) does your oc prefer a warm or cool bed?

3) how many pillows does your oc need/use?

4) which oc sleeps with stuffed animals?

5) which oc prefers to share a bed with someone else?

6) which oc would be an absolute nightmare to sleep with (stealing blankets, cold feet, etc)?

7) which oc snores?

8) in what position does your oc sleep in?

9) describe your oc’s sleepwear.

10) how long does it take for your oc to fall asleep?

11) does your oc remember their dreams?

12) which oc experiences sleep paralysis?

13) is your oc more likely to have a good dream or a nightmare?

14) does your oc require certain conditions in order to fall asleep?

15) is your oc a restless sleeper?

16) which oc sleep talks?

17) which oc sleeps the most?

18) which oc can naturally run on less than 5 hours of sleep a night?

19) which oc is an insomniac?

20) a fire alarm goes off in the middle of the night while your ocs are asleep. how do they react?

21) what odd locations have your oc been found sleeping in?

22) which oc could probably sleep through the apocalypse?

23) where is your oc’s typical napping spot?

24) what is your oc like immediately after waking up?

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Favourite Acting Scenes – Isak and Even meet in the schoolyard (9.10 part 4)

Also known as that post in which I make use of my English lit degree to overanalyse everything.

So here it comes: the scene, in which everything is laid bare and has been episodes in the making. You get the script, but as far as you can see, there is only one line for one of you. That means that the rest of the scene hinges upon you, the actor, your eyes, your body movements, your energy. Throughout the series, you’ve had moments in which moments of quietness were needed, but none as long as this one. To really make it work, it’s all about you and your fellow actor. As mentioned in @softnorwegianslovely post  the trust has been established: you know what you’re both comfortable with and what you can do without breaking the scene. You can challenge each other, and you have each other’s back; so you can make this as intense as possible. We as an audience have to keep in mind; it could be that the music was played during the filming of this scene, but it’s not the only sound they would’ve heard. 

So how is it possible that this scene feels so particularly intense, even when you disregard the music? I think that one of the reasons that makes you feel it so deeply is because of its use of the five senses in order to focus on feeling. Feeling that you’re not alone is so different from knowing that you’re not alone.

Regardless of whether Even was really going to take that final step or not, Isak is scared out of his mind after receiving that text message. As a person who has the tendency to assume the worst, as evidenced by his inability to see that people aren’t always mad at him for stuff he does, for Isak to see that bench to be empty has to be the most horrible feeling in the world. You feel that his heart just sinks right into his stomach; until he remembers Even’s ridiculous towel dispenser flirting move – maybe he’s to be found there. And then, as if the stars aligned for just that moment, Even is there.

The tiniest hint of a smile is found in Tarjei’s mouth and eyes, and he makes the relief feel tangible; Even is shocked into a motionless state, his depression clearly has taken a heavy toll on him with his red-rimmed eyes. But still, they walk towards each other. Both in different mind-sets; Even terrified and maybe unable to comprehend what’s going to happen here, while Isak is slowly taking in the fact that Even’s still here. They keep looking at each other.

Now, the first time I saw this scene I was confused as to what Isak was doing here; he’s not kissing his cheeks but seems to be ‘nosing’ them. But rewatching it a few times, one edit with regular street sounds in particular, made me realise that Isak slowly wants to make sure that Even physically and emotionally feels that he’s not alone. And even for himself, this is the case: Isak needs to feel Even is there, he isn’t gone yet again, he’s right there. We need to see this in close-up.

So first are touch and smell; cheeks upon cheeks, noses upon noses as they are so fond of doing. Can you feel me, Even? How close we are to each other? There’s no space between us. And when he’s sure Even feels him – because Even leans into him in small increments, brushing his nose ever so slowly over his cheek – then he moves on to touch and sight and hearing. His hands make sure Even looks up, into his eyes. Can you see me, Even? I’m still here. See me here so close to you.

And then he mentions a few of the most wonderful words you can hear in this universe and all the parallel ones.

You’re not alone.

What a beautiful reaction from Henrik here: he listens, takes it in, and closes his eyes as if it’s too good to be true. Ever so slowly, they move on to touch and taste. Isak takes the initiative, kisses Even very carefully and only twice. I’d like to kiss you so much more. If you’ll let me. But that’s all they need for this moment. Then there’s the eye contact again; Isak already almost falling against Even, seeing his face and those wonderful eyes again. Until now they’ve only given the barest touches to each other, but now that’s not enough anymore.

Tarjei and Henrik’s amazing chemistry, trust and ability to show the feelings and emotions behind this scene without saying anything made this such a special scene. Lesser actors would not have been able to convey such intensity in a scene without dialogue.

So Isak envelops Even into his arms, and Even reaches around him to tightly hug him back. And isn’t that one of the most wonderful feelings in the world? When you’re completely surrounded by someone’s smell, and touch them by taking them in your arms, and hear their breath pushing out in relief? Now you not only know you’re not alone, but you can actually feel it.

What a Helga Natt indeed.

Previous parts: here.

  • Someone: So what is your book about?
  • Me, in my head: Social justice, dragons, the parallels of the concepts of dark magic and femininity, mythology, the Victorian era, toxic sea creatures, youth empowerment, human rights—
  • Me, out loud: Well...there is...a character. And she...well, she does things. You bet she does. There is also...a plot.
Coherent Female Characters

My only requirement of any story is that it respect its own characters to behave as the human beings their backstories, personalities, and circumstances insist they are, and to react coherently to the context in which the story places them. 

In practice, that doesn’t mean a happy ending for them, or a character making a morally correct choice, or being likeable, or being treated respectfully, or even getting what they want. It doesn’t even require a character to be original, or interesting, or even anything too far removed from a basic stereotype. This requirement only asks storytellers to address issues their story raises and allow characters to react to those issues in a coherent way. 

Two things brought this basic requirement home to me: reviews of the film Passengers, and watching Elf with my mother. 

I have not seen Passengers, and given the spoilers I doubt I ever will. But it reminds me how frequently female characters are not given the benefit of coherent reactions and subsequent actions. Too often a story fulfills the desires of a male protagonist at the cost of any internal coherency in a female character. Why would an ambitious and adventurous woman whose choices in life led her to a career in journalism, suggesting a deep interest in experiencing and documenting human society in all its forms, accept never again being part of human history, never having another conversation with anyone other than this one guy she’s sleeping with? It’s possible to construct a character who would be okay with this scenario, but if you haven’t constructed her that way, you can’t expect an audience to accept her actions as coherent or okay.

Why would an intelligent, self-sufficient young woman who is knee-deep in the difficult realities of her life suddenly want to go on a date with a much older man wearing tights who behaves like a 7 year old? Is she tired of the real world and wants to retreat from it? A few moments of thought suggests that if she wants her life to be easier and have more innocence and magic in it, she would want a partner who can help her deal with its difficulties and rise above them, not someone who is unaware that they exist in the first place. I’m exhausted just thinking about it. But when a story needs a romantic ending for an idiot man, female characters often have to be bent to accommodate.

Fight back, ladies. You deserve better.

Y’all acting like predicting an alien threat to MCU’s Earth is some wildly amazing thing that no one could do unless they were ‘paranoid’! 

Aliens have already attacked! They actually attacked out of a big giant hole in the sky! And they whooped our asses but for the grace of six people, some really brave police/firemen, and a re-directed nuke. We also have big shiny fuck-off energy stones all around our earth that are clearly not from around here that people keep fighting over, and we know that Loki wasn’t acting alone.

Tony was the only one who saw the full might of what one attack brought, Tony is the only one beside Thor (and Fury) that is appreciating just what kind of force could be brought to bear against Earth, but Tony has apparently informed these suckers multiple times about what they’re up against and nobody chose to listen. Also Tony, “The Futurist is here!”, Tony Stark, Actual Genius, has been established as hyper-vigilant about future threats, both homegrown and far-flung.

Tony already had a plan in place for preparing for extraterrestrial threats before Wanda fucked with his head and before the Mind Stone fucked with Ultron that wasn’t ready for implementation but was a big idea in his head. “But his PTSD just made him paranoid” yes his PTSD is a big part of his character, so thrilled you finally noticed, he still did it and no one else did and this has been established for multiple movies so take your L and piss off.

a thought... on azriel

I wanted to just… blab at you for a moment.

First, the reason that I said that I thought it would be interesting if Azriel didn’t have his shadows anymore is because I have some issues with his job. With the fact that he is the last person doing who should be doing what he does, because of his past. I cannot see in any way how Azriel being a spy and being so skilled at torture is helping him heal. Which, would explain so many things.

I also think that Rhys, which maybe he doesn’t intend to do this, could very easily take advantage of Az. I can’t see Azriel telling him no. He probably feels beholden to Rhys, and in many ways - for when he was taken in, for trying to handle his brothers, for being his High Lord, for being High Fae while he (Az) is Illyrian, and couple all of this with the fact that Az has a very low opinion of himself anyway… you see where I’m going with this. There is a very, very uneven power dynamic between them, on many levels.

So basically, being a shadowsinger, having this power and being “coveted” by many courts, means that he will be used for this, basically. And he’s already… not fragile, but in a precarious position? And so it would be nice if he could not become less powerful, but if this thing that makes him a tool for others, basically, could… not be used against him. Which I don’t think Rhys is doing, expressly? But easily could happen.

And I agree with several people who said that they don’t think the shadows will ever go away. He will never “heal” from what his childhood was like (if this was the source, of course, which all signs indicate). This was just… where my thoughts were, when I made that statement. Why I said “what if they went away when he finally gets with Mor”. Because I see Problems here.

:: Darren Miller ::

Companion/Non-Inquisitor

Age: 17 at Haven (turns 18 shortly after arriving at Skyhold).

Height: 5’7” (170 cm).

Class: Warrior (no specialisation).

Weapon of Choice: Short sword.

Religion: Andrastian, but not devoutly.

Nickname Courtesy of Varric: Junior.

Family: Jorah Miller (father), Elise Miller (mother), Claire Miller (little sister), Cian Miller (little brother - deceased).

Positive Traits: Loyal, kind, determined, genuine, sunny.

Negative Traits: Trusting (to a fault), awkward, sensitive, clumsy, self-critical.

Love interest(s): none so far.

Gets along with: Hanin, The Dawn Squad, Sera, Delton, Maraas, Varric, Krem, and The Iron Bull.

Does not get along with: Cole, most of the recruits in his former squads, Maraas (initially), Cassandra (she intimidates him).


Backstory


Darren grew up on a farm with his family, and lived there for all of his life until the explosion at the Conclave. Nestled at the heart of Ferelden, their small town had somehow managed to avoid the worst of the Fifth Blight. Darren loved working the farm with his father from the moment he was old enough to keep up, but also learned important things like sewing and how to prepare a meal from his mother when it was raining or he got sick and had to stay indoors. He loves his family more than the sun in the sky, and the surprise arrival of a pair of twins when Darren was eight was one of the most exciting moments of his life. On a weeping morning in early spring, his sister Claire and brother Cian were born.

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I need a Danny Phantom AU tbh.

Like Keith is Danny, and Shiro is his protective older brother. Keith lives with Shiro and Shiro’s girlfriend, Allura, who (along with Coran) are super into the supernatural and ghosts (particularly hunting them).

Keith’s friends are Pidge and Hunk. They were there when Keith had his accident, and they both help him out whenever ghosts (who come through a wormhole Allura accidentally created when Keith caused the accident and call themselves Galra) attack the school.

And like, the best part? Keith has an incredibly huge crush on Lance, who also happens to secretly be a super skilled Ghost hunter hellbent on capturing Keith and sending him back to the Ghost zone. They’re like sickly in love, but have no idea that they’re secretly arch-rivals who fight every week. ((They do that baby project together, and thats actually how they start dating despite getting a D on the project)).

Lance has no idea that Sendak (Vlad) is also a ghost, and let’s just say when he finds out, he is hella pissed at Sendak, and eventually joins Keith in helping to fight the Galra.

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Richard Madden as Michael Mason in The Take (2016)

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One of my friends has a birthday coming up, and she asked me to write her a fic about the Leverage crew in the Star Wars universe. I’m really excited about it, so I’m going to share some of the backstory for the main characters.

Parker was a Jedi Initiate when the Republic fell. She escaped the massacre of the Jedi and lived in the underbelly of Coruscant, picking pockets, until she tried to steal from Archie Leech. 

Hardison was in the foster system for a while until he got adopted by his Nana. His Nana just so happened to be a very well known pirate in the Outer Rim who taught him to hate authority and cook bar food. He taught himself how to slice into systems and made sure that the Empire stayed well away from his Nana.

Eliot was a Mandalorian who couldn’t handle the peaceful life under the Duchess’ rule and got wrapped up in Death Watch. However, he eventually realized that Death Watch was bad news and got out, becoming one of the most feared bounty hunters in the Outer Rim.

Sophie is a mystery. Some say she used to be a Jedi because of her skill at grifting. Others think she was born on Naboo because of her love of art. The Empire has had it out for her ever since she stole art from Grand Admiral Thrawn.

Nate was an ISB agent, and he was good at his job. Then his son got sick, and the Empire decided that it wouldn’t pay for the treatment to save him. Nate quit after that, and he’s been lying low and drinking himself to death ever since.

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Okay, so, while i was vacuuming my entire house and cleaning, i started thinking about AUs, and started getting ideas about some good ol, classic, kinda european folklore-based fantasy AUs and oh no ive got too many ideas. Here’s some of them.

(i actually have, like, Way more ideas for Shou, touichirou, and everyone else basically, but here’s mob, ritsu, reigen, and teru for now.)

So, it starts with Mob. Instead of him being some almighty, powerful deity or Divine Being like i first thought, he’s the only human. Which still leads to the same sort of unrest within the forest he lives in, since the fae folk around him are most often terrified of humans or angry at them.

He was found as a baby, abandoned on the edge of town, and adopted into the forest by a family of centaurs (except half deer instead of half horse because why tf not)

Ritsu is a deer centaur, and Mob’s younger brother ofc. He’s kind of a jerk to the other centaurs, since they shit talk his human brother all the time. He also has a tendency to get lost in the forest and wander around a lot on his own. Plus there’s some asshole harpy thing in the trees that likes to throw pine cones at him.

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So, I’m listening to the confrontation between Tom Riddle and Harry in the chamber of secrets

and probably what’s striking me the most is the way Tom assumes, implicitly, that everyone who meets him will find him charming and impressive

He talks about becoming Ginny’s best friend, her confidante, the holder of PARTS OF HER SOUL, as if it was a bit of a hassle, but ultimately quite easy. He talks about persuading Professor Dippet that Hagrid was guilty, and describes the effect of his own self-presentation as if it was obvious that one of the most powerful people in the wizarding world should do whatever a 16 year old asked: “Tom Riddle, poor but brilliant, parentless but so brave…”

And he makes one remark about someone his narrative didn’t work on: “I don’t think Dumbledore liked me as much as the other teachers did.” He’s so confident in the effect of his own narrative, his shiny charm, that he’s genuinely surprised and a bit confused at not everybody buying it. 

And, like, the thing is: we see Voldemort when he’s not doing so well, for most of the series. We see him, largely in moments of crisis: autocratic, cruel, utterly without loyalty to anyone but himself. And inside, he’s definitely all those things. But he’s also so charismatic - so good at faking empathy, too - that all sorts of people end up giving him their souls, literally or otherwise. Think about the range of people attracted by Tom Riddle, whether as a schoolboy or a Dark Lord: Slughorn, Ginny Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Peter Pettigrew, Bellatrix Lestrange, etc. Those are some hugely different people with genuinely conflicting interests! and yet he plays them all, he acquires all of their trust and admiration, and then when he’s done with them they die, but the others keep following him because that’s how good Tom Riddle is at making people love him

It’s incredibly difficult to perform to so many different audiences, simultaneously, and almost never fail. I think Tom Riddle is so good at using people because he uses himself. He doesn’t exist outside the narratives he performs. He feeds on the reactions of others. No one sees through him because there’s nothing to see. He says it himself: “Voldemort [an absurdly dramatic pseudonym, lets be real] is my past, present and future, Harry Potter”

Tom Riddle: consummate identity manipulator, holy shit