Locked Hearts

Chapter Three

RAELYNN POV

"We should do that again sometime." the girl I just fucked said.

It was good but she was boring in bed. I needed some more spice in my sex life.

I pulled my shirt on and buttoned my pants. "Maybe." It was never happening again.

I left the room after tidying up in the bathroom, knowing she was following me out.

"Don't you need my number?" She asked from behind me.

"I'll find you when I need another lay." I muttered as I pulled out my phone.

"Fuck you, Raelynn." She stormed off.

"We just did that." I called after her.

I saw a text from my Mom and replied quickly before going to my office. Danny was sitting there with a unpleasant look on his face.

"I guess I should at least be happy you don't sleep with your workers." He deadpanned.

"You should." I sat with a groan. "What's up?" He had that look that told me he did something.

"I scheduled an interview with that magazine for you later today." Danny said casually.

"I did not give my 'okay' on that." I hissed out.

"No, but I'm your manager and you've given me the right to make calls that benefits both us and the business."

"No. Cancel it." I stated.

"Rae-"

"Don't fucking 'Rae' me. I'm not giving some stupid interview about my life." I was trying not to lose me temper. He knew why my personal life was kept under wraps.

He sighed and leaned forward, his arms resting on my desk. "Look, you don't have to talk about that. Just basic stuff, like the club and things people already know about you. Its more exposure."

"People don't know shit about me." I rolled my eyes as I leaned back.

He got up. "You trust me, right?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Then trust me when I say this interview would be good for you. Who knows, might even change your life." He grinned.

"Fine, but one interview."

"That's all we need."

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People fret me.

Sometimes just by fucking breathing. Why was it so hard so follow simple instructions?

The girl standing in front of me was an example. You wash the glass, dry the glass then place it back on the shlef. It's not rocket science.

"Listen, Lena, is it? It's not hard work, but you've been here for a few days now and you still make the simplest mistakes."

"I-I sorry. I'll try harder." The girl, Lena, said.

She was around twenty one, a college student that worked to help pay her tuition. She was the kind of girl that you didn't see and think 'I wanna fuck her'. No, you see this girl and had the sudden urge the protect her. She had the young innocent look kids had.

This club wasn't for her.

"Just...focus." I waved her off.

I puffed my cheeks out and sat on the stool. Normally, I would have already fired her, but I didn't have the heart to do so. Guess my heart did work.

"Excuse me?" A somewhat familiar voice said.

Behind me stood Ariel from the grocery store.

"Well, hello again." I smirked as I looked her up and down.

It took her a moment but eventually she recognised me. She murmured a small 'great' under her breath but I still heard her.

"My name is Grace Brenner, I'm looking for Ms Clarke. Do you know where I could find her?" She asked with a bored expression on her beautiful face.

Grace. It suited her. It was then, that I took in her appearance. A fitted dress that looked both sexy and professional, paired with heels that brought her up to a 5'8. Then I figured it out. She was from Buzz Desire.

Fuck me.

"The reporter?" I inquired.

"A writer." She corrected.

I still didn't want to do the interview, but my hormonal self wanted this woman. Maybe it was because she rejected me. It compelled me to try harder, something I never did for a woman before.

"Well, you're looking at her." I pointed to myself.

"You're Raelynn Clarke?" She asked skeptically.

"The one and only. Well, maybe not the 'only' because I'm sure there's other people with my name out there. But yeah." I rambled out.

What the fuck?

"Okay?" She checked something on her phone. "So where do you want to do this?"

"Well, I have a room upstairs I usually use." I said in seductive voice.

I think she picked up on it because she gave me the nastiest look I'd ever seen.

"I'm here for work and I take my work seriously. So if you're just going to hit on me, tell me and I'll leave." She said in a pissed off tone.

I rolled my eyes. "Alright fine. I don't want to do the stupid interview."

"So, why was I told to be here then?" She asked, getting more pissed off by the second.

She looked hot when she was mad. Her brows furrowed and her cute nose scrunched up. It was more adorable than threatening really.

"My trusty manager did it without my consent." I told her honestly.

I could tell the woman was fuming. Her pale face was getting red and she bit her lips so hard, I feared it would bleed. She nodded her head and ran a hand through her long red hair. My eyes followed her every move. Of course, I had to perve on her cleavage.

"That's just great." She muttered. "I'm suppose to do a story on someone, who doesn't want a story done on her. Fucking perfect." She looked at me before shaking her head and turning to leave.

I don't know why I did it. I blamed it on my hormones, but I wanted to see her again.

"I said, I didn't want to do it, not that I wasn't going to."

She stopped and turned around. "What?"

"The interview, I'm doing it." I walked to her. "On one condition."

"What makes you think you're in a position to ask anything of me." She narrowed her blue eyes on me.

"Based on how you just reacted," I jabbed my thumb behind me. "You need to do this story and I know other magazines wants it too. I've been ditching calls for weeks now. So, either we come to a compromise or I give it to someone else." I said nonchalantly.

She gritted her teeth and glared at me. "What do you want?"

"Come tonight. When we open, bring whoever you want with you."

"That's it?" She asked with a raised brow.

"For now, yeah."

"Fine." She glared at me one last time before leaving.

I laughed to myself as I watched her leave. I wasn't stupid, I knew one interview was just the beginning. They wanted my whole damn life story for some stupid reason. At least I could have some fun while doing it.

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