Me When A Baddie Tells Me What To Do Novels & Stories

I would have employed Maria’s help but she’s convinced I am crushing on the poor guy. In one of my letters to Let, I jokingly asked him if he knew how to pick locks and he told me about using hairpins. He did warn me to not get caught. My face heats up thinking about his reply, something about why a good girl is doing bad guys stuff. I laugh a little. If only he knows it is for a greater good. Not only am I keeping my promise to Asher, I’m trying to make up for lying to Ben. He cheered for Tee yesterday.

She said to me with smirk that was not genuine. “So my question to you is, do you want to forfeit your benefits?” She asked directly. I sat up immediately and shook my head at her. “No ma. Please.” I begged. I did not want to disappoint my parents. I knew all the sacrifices they had made to get me to this point, I could not pay them back this way. “Good then on that note, you must do something .” She said. I looked on eagerly waiting for her condition. “You need to make a video and release a statement saying that you were the one who lured Atlas in to your trap. That he was only trying to help you because of your low class and you took advantage of him.” She said to me.

Sure, Logan was obviously being cheesy to mess with me, but my heart still fluttered at that. I need to stop letting him get under my skin already! I slapped myself a few times to get myself back to reality and went back to work. Logan is bad. You have a boyfriend who is a good guy. Logan bad Stephan good. I keep repeating in my head as if I'm a toddler. BOOM! I yelp and instinctively go under the desk as I hear a loud exploding sound followed by yelling outside my office. That's got to be the sound of a gunshot or a bomb or something! Are we under attack?

"I am a bad person. Just think about all the things I've done to you and–" "Good people mess up, don't they?" she cut in with a big smile on her face. "You were right about me when you said the innocent goody-two-shoes act was just that. An act. I've hurt people too. I never should have accepted Max's proposal and I probably should've come right out with it instead of telling him about our kiss instead and hurting your friendship with him. I'm just so weak and stupid. I always need saving and I can't stand up for myself so I get hurt and–"

I lower my voice and hope none of the bad guys can overhear. “Caroline, if it turns into a free-for-all, you’re the only one here who knows exactly where to find the rest of Badger’s Den. You need to get out of here, find them and tell them what’s happening. If anyone follows you, lose him. “Those of you who don’t know Timothy there. If it does turn into a general fight, don’t get in his way, don’t keep attacking if your opponent stops, and whatever you do don’t hurt any plants.”

Did he think I was some sort of thug? “I’m not wearing that,” I said immediately. “Oh, so you want the cameras to get a good look at you? There is no getting out of this. You are going to break into a federal building tonight and do my dirty work for me, or I am going to get angry. And when I do, bad things happen to you and your family. If you do what I say, I will reward you. You know this. So be a good girl and get your ass to your bedroom and change. I’m running out of patience.”

On the totem pole of what we did, a lowly pimp would not be allowed to know much. “Are there other people working for Andresky?” I asked. “I-I think so! If you spare me, I swear to you that I will find out for you!” I chuckled darkly as I ran my thumb over the blade. “No need. I’ll find out for myself.” I met his eyes as I pulled my lips back to reveal my fangs. “And trust me, I’ll do it faster. Now, relax. It’s time to play my favorite little game. Make the bad guy bleed…”

“Not even you” His eyes darkened as he fixed his eyes on me and I held my breath “Are you going to tell me what you know?” “No” “Okay, is this how you want to play huh? Good thing we are not blood related, I don't have to feel bad for what I am about to do now”, he kicked me again on the side and this time his sidekicks joined in. I was kicked on all parts of my body before slowly lost consciousness. Layla's POV

The rod in my hand feels heavy, I tighten my grip on it, with hush steps I walk behind them. I raise the rod to hit one of them but stop, I feel something poking my spine, I know what it is, I lower the rod and turn around carefully. The wicked man, the so called boss of the enemies has his gun pointed at me, "ci hai causato abbastanza problemi" (you've caused us enough trouble!)

I wait for him to switch into this sadistic character I've painted in my head, no longer paying attention to the instructions I'm supposed to be following to release myself. He has me on the mat, laying on my back with his hand latched on my ankle. He tells me to kick and fight but my head is lost in the clouds. "Brigette," he calls. When I don't respond, he pulls my leg and I slide down. He comes over me and looks at my face. "Are you listening?" "I don't like this," I tell him. "I just want you to be prepared. I'd feel better if you knew these things."