" You know I have this great talent for smelling foul play from afar." Reynold says as he slowly approaches me.
" Lauren, are you okay?" Roxie asks.
" Call for backup. Now." I whisper, moving backwards with every step he takes.
" Shit." They mutter through the earpiece.
" I knew she could never Ace this. Always bad at everything." Regina says.
God, remind me to stab her left breast once I get out of here alive. That bitch needs to be put in her place.
He smirks and clicks his tongue, shaking his head sideways. Why are good looking and extremely attractive men the devil? Even the devil was once an angel. I'm pretty sure he was a sexy one too.
" You're trying to put these girls' lives in danger Lauren Gray. Or let's call you Tasha, yeah?" He smirks at me and my heart leaps to my chest.
He knows me.
" What makes you think you won't be easy to detect? With your strange body language. I could spot a cop from afar, more less an undercover agent like yourself." He says, now he's so so close to me.
Lauren, you need to run.
" Nah, don't you even try to run. You run, the girls die and I believe you don't want the blood of over fifteen girls on your head. Or do you?"
" What the fuck do you want?"
" I should be asking you that. Meddling with my business and trying to uncover what I do for a living. Maybe they should have sent in someone smarter." He smirks.
He grabs my neck and slams me against the wall. I collapse to the floor.
" Now what should we do to you?" He asks, leaning down to look at me.
He grabs my hair and pulls me upwards. I wince at the pain. Where the fuck is back up when you need them? Reynold pulls out my earpiece from my ear and throws it on the floor, squashing it with his shoe like it's a bug. He grips my jaw and fuck it hurts.
" First I'm gonna cut your pretty little mouth so you will learn to stay out of people's shit."
" Fuck you sincerely." I knee him where the sun doesn't shine.
He groans but doesn't pull away as he slams my head against the wall forcefully. God my vision is tempered with. Everything begins to turn. My head hurts and it's throbbing.
" Let her go right now!" I hear someone yell but I don't see the person. I can't see anything.
Reynold is still gripping to my chin and my head is throbbing hard. Everything is still blurry because of the impact of the smacking.
" Let her go, Reynold Boyce. Your terror is over and you're going to jail for kidnapping and extortion. You're gonna rot in hell pig." Another voice says.
This time I hear loud footsteps. I forcefully open my eyes despite the men and there are a lot of people around. Wearing black.
" The club is being surrounded and every armed man who works for you has been arrested. It's either you come freely or we'll force you." I know that voice. Chief Bradford?
Reynold lets me go and I fall to the ground. Adding to the heavy pain on my head. Someone rushes to me and helps me get off the ground.
" Lauren, you're safe." Roxie whispers.
" Step away from there now." Chief Bradford orders.
" All right, you got me." My vision is slowly coming back and I see Reynold smirking with his hands in the air.
This man is a cunning man and even if he goes to prison, one way or the other he's going to get out through connection and every illegal means.
I stand up to my feet with the help of Roxie. Suddenly, Reynold wraps his arm around my neck with a cold metal pressed against my temple.
" Reynold Boyce, drop the weapon!" Chief Bradford yells, already aiming his gun at us. Including the other cops. Roxie isn't isn't left out. She's pretty close to us and she's got a perfect shot.
" One wrong move and she dies." Reynold says behind me.
This is crazy. I'm done being the nice girl. I forcefully step on Reynolds toe and he groans, losing balance as he pulls away. I jam my elbow against his throat and flee from his hold. Before he can pull the trigger, there's a gunshot. Reynold falls to the ground with a bleeding shoulder.
He groans and cusses in Russian. I kick his gun from his hand and pick it up.
The other cops surround the injured man. But he cares less as he smirks at me.
" You'll regret this, Lauren Gray." He says.
Roxie wraps her coat around my shoulders and escorts me out of the scene.
This isn't over, I can feel it.
***
The club is on lockdown as the cop raided the place, freeing the teenage girls held captive. I sit at the back of an ambulance as Roxie presses an ice pack against my head.
" You did great out there. Chief is proud." She smiles at me.
" Good." I absent-mindedly reply.
Reynolds' eyes were filled with different strange emotions. My instincts are telling me he won't stay long in prison. And once he gets out, I'm definitely gonna be in trouble. The risky part of my job.
" Are you okay?"
" Reynold won't stay long in prison."
" You worry too much. The force will make sure he stays there. The FBI is taking over the case and shutting down the club." She says, sighing.
The breeze blows her blond hair over her face and she tucks it behind her ear for the hundredth time.
I nod, taking a gulp from the energy drink. It tastes weird.
" How are you feeling?"
" Good. The hit wasn't that bad I guess. I'm glad I didn't have a concussion." I say.
I look at the police cars outside the club as they interrogate some of the older kidnapped girls. I see Regina Foxx talk with the Chief. Her expression is bad and I'm wondering what they're talking about.
" Would you believe me if I tell you Regina made a bet of a thousand grand that you're not gonna ace this case?"
" No shit." I turn to look at Roxie. She laughs and shakes her head. She did.
Someone needs to put that bitch in her place. I look back at them. Chief Bradford tells her something and she frowns. Her eyes find mine and she glares at me. What exactly is her problem? She has Caleb, what more does she want?
" I should tell this bitch a piece of my mind." I say, keeping the ice pack since my hand is now numb.
We watch Regina approach us.
" You shouldn't fight with her. She doesn't deserve your time."
" I know right?" I huff.
Regina stops in front of us. Her redhead is in a bun and this is the first time we're meeting today since we started this Reynold Boyce case together. She smirks, raising a red eye brow at me. I smirk back waiting for her dumbass insults.
" Congrats." Regina says sarcastically.
I roll my eyes and laugh.
" You really need to fuck off Regina." Roxie says.
" What are you, Lauren's bitch?" Regina fires.
" What?" Roxie stares at her. Regina laughs and looks around. Roxie's going to hit Regina right away if I don't intervene.
" Let her be. She's just sad Caleb doesn't give her an orgasm. Ever" I say. Roxie and I burst into guffaws of laughter.
First time in history Regina doesn't have a comeback and she's speechless. She knows it's true. I'd bet a thousand grand Caleb Shawn has never given her an orgasm. That douchebag is a fucking pussy.
" I am not a log like you." Regina says. " And just to be sure you can't be like me. You're just like every lame bitch who thinks they can be better than everyone. That's why Caleb left you for me. Because you're an ugly old hag who can't keep anything, a man included. And news flash whore, you are never gonna keep a man."
Man, fuck my job. It's time I put this bitch in her place.
Standing up with anger, I land a big blow on Regina's nose. She staggers backwards, clutching her already broken nose.
" No bitch, I'm not done with you." I punch her again, and again, until she's already on the floor.
" Agent Gray." Chief Bradford calls. Right then at that moment, I can't hear shit.
All I wanted to make sure of is that Regina Foxx pays for everything she caused me. My four year relationship and my life. My father's money, and every other good thing.
" Lauren Gray!" Chief Bradford calls again.
Someone grabs me and pulls me off of Regina Foxx who's almost unconscious on the ground. I snatch my hand from whoever deemed fit to stop me.
I'm breathing fast and my knuckles are bruised and hurt. I turn to look at the man in charge, Chief Bradford. He's not happy and I don't give a fuck. If I don't teach this bitch how to talk to people, no one will. He tilts his head to the police car.
This ain't good. And I'm pretty sure I'm gonna lose my job today. At least it was worth it. I'll be hearing very soon from Caleb and I'm sure of that.
It's Saturday. About 19 hours since I aced that Reynold Boyce Case and another 19 hours since I beat the shit out of Regina Foxx. She was given urgent medical attention. I was driven home, with a warning from chief Bradford that we'll see Monday morning. I think that will determine if I lose my job or if I'm keeping it. It definitely can't be the latter. With my phone wedged between my ear and my shoulder, I unlock my door to enter my apartment. I may not live in a penthouse, but I live in a comfortable apartment since Caleb milked me dry. I shut my door and hold my phone against my ear with my hand. I drop my keys on the coffee table as I go to my room. " Mom, are you putting on makeup right now?" I ask, imagining my mom in front of her bedroom mirror applying make up ready to party and maybe hook up as usual every Friday and Saturday night. " Well yeah. Mommy gott
I look away at once, gripping tightly onto my glass of cocktail. My heartbeat is beating hard against my chest and I don't know why. How can one man look so beautiful and gorgeous? I feel his eyes burn into my skin from behind me and I know he's looking at me. " Oh my God, Lauren. He's so fucking gorgeous." Roxie mutters. I bite my lip. " Yeah. And it's crazy we locked eyes." " You should buy him a drink, honey, and watch him walk over this club to talk to you." " I'm not desperate Roxie." " Buying a man a drink doesn't make you desperate. It's just speeding things. You're a beautiful woman and I'm not blind, I think he wants you." " You're not a prophet, Rox. He doesn't want me. We just locked eyes and I'm embarrassed he saw me eye raping him." Roxie snorts out a laugh. I roll my eyes and take out my straw to gulp my drink. " Fuck." Roxie giggles.
I open my eyes as I scratch my eyelids. God I feel so weak. My legs feel weak and it's strange. What did I do to myself? Oh shit, now I remember. I had sex with a breath taking blue eyed, blond haired man last night. And it was awesome. Amazing and the best sex of my boring life. He gave me something Caleb couldn't give me for four years. An orgasm. Not just an orgasm, multiple orgasms and a wonderful night that I'm never ever going to forget. I touch his side of the bed and it's empty. I sit up with the duvet covering my naked self as I look around the room. He's truly gone. No evidence that he was ever here. Like it never happened. I peek at my naked self under the duvet and I'm really naked. I can still feel his hands all over my body. Groping every part of me last night. I fall back on my bed and groan. I reach for my phone, hoping to find a missed call or maybe a strange text from a strange number like these girls wh
Stepping out of Roxie's car, I look up at this familiar strip club. Tanner decided to sit the party out since he's having a date with his partner. I blow out my breath, different thoughts running through my mind. What's gonna be his reaction if he sees me. What if I'm being clingy? It's called a one night stand for a reason. You don't go back to fuck your one night stand for the second time. I guess that's why he left my bed. Maybe I wasn't all that good in bed. " Lauren Gray, what the fuck are you thinking about?" Roxie asks me as we walk past the bouncer out front. I think she knows me more than I thought. Roxie tends to know when I'm thinking too much. " Nothing." " You're a bad liar." I chuckle nervously as we go to the bar. " I'm just thinking about my blonde haired one nightstand. What if he sees me as a creepy clingy woman." " Why would you think that
" You're so beautiful, Lauren." Anderson says as he smiles. This is fucked up. It's been six months since that one nightstand. And it's been six months and I still can't get him out of my head no matter how hard I try. I started hooking up, maybe to spite Caleb and forget that stranger. But it's not working. The men are always too annoying. Roxie talked me into signing up for a match me website. And I didn't. She went behind my back and created the account and forced me to hook up with these strangers. And at the end of each blind date, it always turned out exhausting. The men are rather too annoying or not pleasing to me at all. They're always rich. Wall Street businessmen. And Anderson is one of them. He's pretty sweet. Handsome, hot, rich, but he's nothing compared to that stranger. Just his bright blue eyes stole my breath away and I can't seem to get him out of my mind.
" Chase Newton." Chief Bradford answers. " He's pretty hot himself." " What exactly am I going to do? Follow him in order to protect him from his father's enemies." " Well no. We've got you a job in his University. You'll be his physics professor." No shit. " What? Why don't I get to do the job?" Regina asks. " Why's she even here?" I ask, glaring at Regina. " We'll come to that later. Let's focus on your big case, Lauren. Your job is already secured. You're his new physics professor so you can easily keep an eye on him. We've also got you an apartment close to college in case you'd love to live close to college." " How is Chase's professor going to protect him?" " You can easily keep an eye on him by creating a relationship with him." " A relationship?" " Yes. Not a sexual relationship if you may know. A Professor and student kind of relationship. For a kid like that he's brillian
Roxie and I throw our heads back as we down our shots. We're at our favorite bar. We usually come here sometime just to get wasted when one of us is going through shit. The tatted green eyed bartender already knows us and he's been giving me the green light these past months. I told him straight that I'm not interested. I've never been interested in anyone ever since Chase fucking Newton fucked my senses out and got out of my bed leaving my sex life scarred for good. How can he be so perfect? And now I just discovered he's in college and 23 years old. Roxie coughs as she turns on her barstool to look at me. She's been pretty lucky these past months. After her encounter with her one night stand, Ren, they have been seeing each other since then. Ren is hot, Irish and pretty rich himself. He kinda liked her, but Roxie doesn't seem to like him that much and that's because of Stevie. He's still calling her and I'm sure they've
I walk into the classroom straight to the lecture podium. I should have probably stopped by my new office and dropped my blazer, 'cause it's kinda hot in here. It's not like there aren't working air conditioning here, it is the anticipation of seeing the one man who's made me feel all these weird feelings these past months. It's strange and foreign and I hate that I'm starting to feel like that again even if I haven't seen him yet. I drop my bag on the desk and lecture textbooks and notes on the desk. I look up at my supposed students and I count nearly 100 students. There are a lot and I don't bother to look for Chase. I can't, cause I'm scared I'll screw up and fuck my first lecture up. I clear my throat as so many eyes stare at my face. All right here we go. A girl approaches me as she hands me the roll call. It's the list of the student's names that are taking my class this semester