Intoxicated || An Eminem Fanfiction

Chapter 2

I would like to thank nad637 for the name idea, I was stuck for ages looking for the perfect lead lady name!!

Leila POV

Men.

I'm not sure who he thought he was, just waltzing up to my table and sitting down across from me, with the cocksure confidence like I would drop my panties the moment I saw him, just because he was famous.

Jackass.

I really don't care who he was.

They were all the same.

Most of them were greedy and thought they were gods gift to women.

Always wanting what they couldn't have and expecting to receive everything they wanted with little to no effort at all, and without consequence.

And that's what was making me rich.

Sure, I had been burned many times, but I wasn't the type of woman that let it consume me, not like my poor mother had.

Instead, I turned heartbreak into a business, and I'm honestly thriving.

Now I ruin men for the sake of womankind, and make sure they get every penny they deserve.

And like the famous line out of the movie, The First Wives Club that I live by as an adult woman, I made it my mission statement.

Don't get mad, get everything.

See, I am what you call a Honey Trap agent.

My job involves making contact with men who are suspected of cheating on their wives and I meet them and attempt to lure them into a false relationship and capture them in a comprising position so that the wife can file for divorce with evidence and get everything she deserves.

I like to say I'm doing the Lord's work.

Of course, it sure helps that even in the sanctum of marriage, monogamy is dead.

I turned a looked at my reflection in the mirror as I reapplied my red lipstick, and making sure my blonde lace front wig was still perfect.

I stood back, taking in my appearance, blonde bimbo.

At least tonight all I had to do was giggle at everything he said, I didn't actually have to make a conversation.

Tonight's target was a rich highly publicized politician, who had a penchant for stupid blonde girls half his age, his wife had been wanting to leave his dusty ass for some time, but could never acquire the evidence and finally looking into us.

See I don't hate men, I just think they're all trash.

I have no time for their bullshit.

If it wasn't for their ability to help us reproduce, they'd be useless.

Actually, it's a good thing for artificial insemination, takes out the middle man.

Literally.

I picked up my clutch and walked back into the Restaurant, where I joined Phil in the back booth.

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I stroll into the building carrying a tray of coffees, placing them down on the desk when I get into Marc's office.

"Good morning you beautiful ray of sunshine," He said with a beam "Steal any souls last night?"

I rolled my eyes, sitting down, placing the folder down in front of him.

"I am going to have a very rich Mrs. Astonbury, so that enough soul for me"

"And you're still not smiling after getting that bag?" Marc tutted "You amaze me, your dedication to resting bitch face would make the queen of England jealous"

Marc was my business partner, he was an extremely good-looking man, and after a bad divorce with his ex-wife who had cheated and he had no proof, he decided to join me in catching unfaithful spouses.

Together we started IB investigation.

It is myself, Marc, a fellow PI, who use to be a police officer, Clarice the receptionist, Tanya the forensic accountant, James the IT specialist, Devon a former bodyguard, and Tatiana, another PI, who works as a second team.

I shrugged "I guess I should be celebrating, he was a tough case to crack, he was a professional sly dog"

"See you act like it was hard, but you know it wasn't, I also saw Eminem come over and hit you up... Is there no man you can't attract?"

"Please, he literally propositioned me for sex right there, he actually assumed I was a prostitute, the audacity of that man"

"and you're surprised?" Marc said, eyebrows raised "It's Eminem, he was seething and confused when you snubbed him and left, I have seen him multiple times in the past couple of months when we were working targets, you're pretty hard to miss, so he certainly think that you're an escort or prostitute, considering the fact that you were with different targets every time"

"Whatever, I don't have time to waste, and time is money, maybe if one day he has a wife and she wants me to catch him, because God knows that man is an unfaithful one"

"We'll never know for sure, mans like a fortress when it comes to personal information much like yourself"

"Please, there is no comparison," I said standing up "Ready to go meet with the wife and her lawyer? it's time to receive payment and give them the dossier if all the evidence"

Marc nodded and chuckled "Let's get that money!"

We headed out of the garage and got into the car and started to head for the client's house in Rochester Hills.

"You ever miss relationships?" Marc said as drove through the streets of Detroit.

I looked at him like he was crazy "Me? Miss being treated as an option and most likely cheated on? No thank you"

"Come on Leila, not even a little?"

"No, I don't need a man to validate my existence Marc, I watched my mother be dictated to by many men and I am not interested, I've come this far in life without the likes of a selfish lazy man by my side"

"Good point, to be honest, I don't think there is a man on this planet that is privileged enough to have you, I mean it's not often you come across an independent self-made woman," Marc said pulling into the security station and showing his ID and then laughed "And if there is a man out there that is going to call himself worthy enough to try and claim you... I truly pity the fool"

I snorted and rolled my eyes at him as he pulled up in the client's driveway.

"Now, I'd like to see a man with balls that big"