Chapter 5 Good Girl

• Beverly Carington
• I looked at myself in the mirror and checked my outfit for tonight one more time. Today I'm wearing black hair wig and green contacts. I wore a really beautiful long red dress with slit on the left side. I got down from my apartment and drove my car towards the ballroom where my target is.
• As soon as I arrived, I gave my car to the valet chauffeur and I walked inside the ballroom. I started to look for my target until my eyes landed on my client. He gave me a smirk and he pointed at someone. Yes, it's the target.
• I walked there and took a glass of champagne.
• "Hey Edric." I said and Edric looked at me weirdly.
• "Sorry, do I know you?"
• "You must be his friend." I smiled to the girl beside him.
• "I'm his girlfriend."
• "Girlfriend?" I looked at Edric and I don't need to do anything else because the girl will be suspicious. This guy named Edric has been cheating behind his girlfriend. My client, Wesley loves her and wanted my help to prove that Edric here is a cheater.
• "Who are you?"
• "Oh.. I'm Emily. Edric here is my friend's boyfriend. I can't believe you cheated on Holly!" I said coldly to him. Holly does exist and he's one of Edric's other girlfriends who doesn't know that her boyfriend has a lot of girlfriends. Holly and my client attended the same college so.. I asked for Holly permission to use her name. She agreed because she's damn pissed too.
• "You have another girlfriend?" She bursted angrily and I'm done with my work. I gestured my client that it's done. He smirked and mouthed thank you. My work here is done and now I need to get out from here.
• I walked out from the ballroom and someone caught my arm. I turned to see.. no shit! It's that guy again but this time he got a camera with him.
• "Got you." He smirked and I tried to pull my arm away from him but he gripped it tighter.
• "Thanks." He said to someone and I turned to see my client, Wesley. I looked at Wesley disbelief.
• "Don't worry, Edric case is not a lie. I really love Kesley." Wesley said and smiled to me. I looked at him in disbelief and then turned to the guy. He dragged me towards the lift and he dragged me inside.
• "You can't run away from now on." He said as he handcuffed my hand.
• "Hey! Let me go!" I hissed.
• "So.. Ms. Red." I stepped on his feet with high heels causing him to groan in pain. Instead of letting me go, he held me tighter than before. He dragged me out to the 21 floor and yes it's a hotel. He dragged to room 203.
• "Let me go!" He locked the door and pushed me to the bed. He pulled my wig and took off my hair band making my blonde hair fall down.
• "Let me go!" I bursted angrily but he stopped me by leaning his face to mine.
• "So you got a lot of money for this huh?" He asked.
• "What's your problem? Why are you butting into someone else's business? Are you jobless?" I bursted angrily right into his face. He smirked and walked towards the table.
• I looked straight to the door to find a way out and when he's busy with his camera. I ran my ass off to the door but he caught me. He pinned me to the wall hard causing my back hurting.
• "Isn't it crazy that I find you everywhere?" He asked and we both looked at each other like we will kill each other in seconds. He grabbed the handcuff and dragged me back in. He dragged me to the table and my eyes widened to see that he has taken a lot of photos of me on a lot of occasions in the past 3 months.
• "How.. how.." I was speechless.
• "I don't know but I found you everywhere and I captured this so you believe. I saw everything that you did until I found one of your clients." I was speechless. I turned to him.
• "So.. what are you going to do with me?" I asked.
• "I want you to stop or else I will sue you and tell you to the police." He said and I sighed.
• "What do you want? Your repair car fees? A new phone? What do you want?" I asked as I looked at all the photos that he captured. I turned to him and he didn't say a word.
• "See.. you don't even know what you want. What exactly is your problem until you need to capture me like this? I mean you can go tell the police and sue me." I said and he turned to me coldly.
• "What's your name?"
• "Emily."
• "No.. your real name." He asked.
• "Daisy."
• "Your real name!" He bursted and that made me startled.
• "Samantha."
• "Your real name!"
• "How about this.. I will help you to get the woman you love. How's that?" I asked.
• "No."
• "You don't love anyone? Are you gay?" I asked and he looked at me coldly. He leaned his head to me as he held my handcuff so I couldn't go anywhere.
• "What's your name? Answer me when I'm still nice."
• "Hilton."
• "Your real name!" He bursted.
• "Let me go first." I said gesturing my hand.
• "No."
• "You're still an idiot huh?" I asked and he looked at me angrily. He grabbed my small bag and took everything out. He tried to find something to reveal my identity but.. I'm not dumb.
• "Just tell me what you want.. I'll give it to you."
• "One million dollar." He said and my eyes widened. Uh.. I don't have that much money. I might have a lot of money but not that many.
• "I'll give you 50.000$, how's that sound?"
• "One million dollar or I will tell the police and expose you to the media." He hissed.
• "Besides that? Anything? Please.. anything.." I begged.
• "Anything? Really? Anything?" He smirked and I nodded. He took a brown envelope from the table. He took the letter out and put it in front of me.
• "Are you kidding me?"
• "You're good at lying and good at acting so.. sign the contract."
• "I can't stay in LA for 1 year!" I bursted and he smirked.
• "Find someone else!"
• "No.. I need a girl who can act and lie." He said and he gave me a pen.
• "1 million dollar or this?"
• "I can't make money, you idiot!"
• "I'll give you money." I scoffed hearing him say that.
• "No!"
• "Then say goodbye to freedom and-"
• "Fine!" I signed the contract and he smirked widely.
• "Good girl."