Layla paced the length of the fitting room over and over again. She finally had a moment alone after they took Annabelle for a few tests shots.
Jade was up to something, and obviously it wasn't anything good, and it was up to Layla to stop her. How? Easy, get the girl fired. Well, that wasn't all that easy. She didn't control the company, Kurt did.
She knew what she had to do. She had everything she needed to blackmail Kurt. She had seen him in his office, his arms wrapped around Gio. The press would eat up the story, but Barbi would be humiliated in the process.
It was a risk she had to take.
If Barbi were in her place she would do the same thing. She would use the leverage she had over the people she needed something from. That person just so happened to be Barbi's husband.
It didn't matter. Jade had to go, and if she couldn't get Kurt to do what she wanted, then... she'd have to go to more extreme measures. She didn't want to do that.
The door to the fitting room opened, and Annabelle entered. She looked ready to drop.
"You okay?" Layla grabbed a bottle of water off one of the tables and handed it to Annabelle.
"Fine. Just tired." Annabelle began to undress.
Layla couldn't help but notice how nice Annabelle's body was. All those years in the country had served her well. She was toned, but curvy, with long brown hair, and stunning features. She was as close to perfect as one could imagine, and she carried that simple innocence.
"How about, after I'm done, you and me go grab a cup of coffee over at Grind." Layla leaned against the table, folding her arms over her chest. She didn't want to come off flirty. That would probably scare Annabelle off so fast that Layla would be left spinning.
"Sounds like a plan." Annabelle smiled and collapsed into a giant black chair. She was still in only her underwear.
Kurt wouldn't be in the office until tomorrow, and Layla doubted that Jade could do any major damage in such a short period of time, so she figured a night to herself wouldn't hurt.
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