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Beyond The Spotlight

Beyond The Spotlight

Preccy

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Vanessa Harrington, sexy, sassy, beautiful, black, bold, a well-known celebrity and a music artist, is framed with taking drugs and involving in child sexual abuse. This simple allegation tore down her career and took everything away from her-well, not everything because she still got her family and her three best friends in her hometown. She decided to go back to Barnes City to renovate herself and hopefully build back her career, but she disguised herself so she could have a normal life for once in her entire life and so no one would recognise her and call her shitty names. Taking a break from limelight, she takes a drastic turn and moves to Barnes as Nessa Dean; there she meets a sexy churchboy whom she chases around.Liam Kent, who just moved to Barnes a month before Vanessa came back, didn't want anything to do with her, and this infuriated her, and she swore she was going to get him by all means. Would she get him? What happens when her friends make a bet on her getting the guy? Would her new life as a bartender be permanent, or would she get her old life back? Would Liam's religious beliefs get in the way of him noticing this crazy girl with a foul mouth and hood character?

Chapter 1 Turning the World against her

Vanessa groaned, letting out a frustration sigh. She used too much shampoo on her hair. She tried calling her personal assistant Lisa to set up a meeting with her stylist, but her number wasn't going through. "I'm going to teach that lady a lesson when next I see her," she says with obvious rage, trying to get the shampoo off her hair with warm water. She could as well go to any other salon, but... bad idea! because she'd spend all her time signing autographs rather than doing her hair. That's why she loved Sandy's.

She gives her home service, and any other hairstylist is a no for her because she hates making her hair, and Sandy makes it look simple for her. After washing her hair, she styled it into a messy bun and was going through her Instagram when she started receiving bashes and insults on her newly posted picture."" She went through her comments and started getting disturbing messages, and soon her phone was buzzing. And then a call came in. It was her manager, and with fear and agitation she picked up. "What is it, PetASS?" She snapped over the phone. Vanessa, we have a crisis on our hands! You need to get here ASAP! ! Her manager tells her, and she gets scared. "Okay, tell Jeff to turn the car around," she ordered, and quickly changed into some loose yoga pants and threw on some crop tops before dashing out of her mini apartment in the big city. Coming out was hard for her, so she took the stairs instead of the elevator. After driving for a few minutes, they arrived at HSQ Record Studio, where she does all her recordings. " Ms Vanessa What do you have to say about using drugs on your last performance and sexually abusing children?" A reporter shouted as she stepped down from the car. She raised her middle fingers to his face and stuck her tongue defiantly before entering, ignoring the thousands of reporters that kept taking pictures and asking crazy questions."Really? Vanessa, you are in serious trouble, and you are insulting reporters." Peter hit his hands on the table as the record label director shook his head."Well, hello to you too, petASS. I need a whisky. Can someone get me a whisky?" She took a chair opposite him, yelling."Whisky? Seriously? I don't think you know the magnitude of what's on ground," Fred, the record label owner, barked. "Hold your horses, Freddy. I guess it would blow over soon; I was framed, and the fans aren't going to get mad because I give them good music; you feel me?" Vanessa wasn't having any of their talks."I told you this girl was bad news," Duncan, the head of ANR, added. "Who are you calling bad news? Ya mama is bad news, nigga, not me," she bashed back."You did drugs and sexually abuse people's children; that's terrible and low even for a black person," Amanda, Vanessa's rival, added. Amanda has been on her ass ever since Vanessa broke out three years ago with her mixtape 'Drunken Driver.'"Who let a dog in here? Can someone tell me how this dog got in because I thought I read a fucking sign that clearly stated 'NO DOGS ALLOWED'? I'm beginning to think those signs are wrong because I'm staring at a dog right now," Vanessa lashed out."You are the dog," Amanda said with an eye roll."Oh, shut up, racist. Because of girls like you, Beyonce had to release lemonade, so shut that rat hole you call a mouth," Vanessa fired back."At least I'm Becky with the good hair; what are you? Some bitch suc**ing off?" Amanda rolled her eyes, and Vanessa was fed up and attempted to beat up Amanda when Fred interrupted."Oh, stop it, girls, and you Vanessa. I'm highly disappointed in you; I accepted you even with my colour? You accepted me even when I was black, and I should kiss your ass every time just because you gave me an opportunity? Well, no thanks, White Jack. She interrupted Fred's words, and tension filled the room. "Guys, we've got a problem," Gina, the secretary, announced. "Not again; what more could be worse than this?" Fred groaned. "JSA Mobile just pulled out their endorsement," she said slowly. "Oh no, they are our biggest investors, and their money is really helpful," Duncan shrugged.Vanessa sighed. "Well to hell with them; I've got thirty other endorsements." "Linda Cosmetics pulled out too." "Pulled out? You make it sound like I was fu**king them," Vanessa smirked. "Do you have to joke over serious issues? Shame on you," Amanda rolled her eyes. "No one asked for your comment, and besides, I didn't like Linda; I was doing her a favour," Vanessa arched her brow as they all lost hope in hercobly winery too." "I hate their wine; it tastes like pee. Have you ever had pee before? No? Then try Colby Winery." "Vanessa," her manager tried cautioning her. "What, Petass? You scared of a little touchy-touchy; I knew you were weak, but dude, level up.""Vanessa, you need to be serious here; these allegations could ruin your career," Fred announced."If it had not ruined it already," Amanda took a quick bite on her doughnut."Girl, get my business out of your mouth," Vanessa fired at her, and she rolled her eyes.Fred sighed and was obviously confused on what to do. "What made you do it?" "Do what?" "Use drugs obviously and abuse those innocent kids; you are inhuman Vanessa," Amanda added, and Vanessa gave her a glare."Wait what? Y'all believe those shit those reporters are saying?" She paused as no one spoke but glanced at each other."Even you petASS? You are my manager; you are supposed to have my back. I mean, I pay you well, and I also feed y'all very well; never forget that." Vanessa pointed it out, but no one said a word but adjusted themselves."Yeah, right, what did I expect from being the only black person here and trusting your weak ass with my career? You bunch of arseholes," she stormed out of the place and texted Jeff to pick her up."Well, guess that's dealt with." Amanda smiled, and Peter ran after Vanessa. "Vanessa! Vanessa!" Peter called after her. "What? You motherfu*kers already decided, so what else do you want from me? I know I'm black and I like it, but you think I'd have something with children? You of all people should know I can't do something like that, she scoffed, and he sighed."I'm sorry, Vanessa; it's just hard to believe. I know you, okay? You're crazy and all but not a child abuser; you love children," Peter said, trying to make her feel a little better."I don't love children; they are hard to control, but the rest are kind of true," she corrected."Oh, I'm sorry, very sorry, it's just...""It's fine, petASS; I'd be fine," she interrupted and walked away, typing on her phone, trying to get Jeff.

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