PRENTER'S POV
- So it's official. You're unemployed. My poor little thing.
Cheryl rolled a lock of her messy hair up with her pencil and stared at the marks on my face with curiosity. I narrowed my eyes.
- Did you have fun while she was hitting you?
- I found what I was looking for. Making her lose her control. It's just her rage is out of this world. I thought she was really gonna kill me.
- Uh, sexy.
- Is that all you come up with, you freaky?
- Since my self-defeating relationship with Tracy I've only spent time with men to get over her. But I wouldn't mind go on exploring my lesbian side with that redhead beauty.
- I don't feel like hearing about your sexual fantasies with that monster. Now I'm worried about other things.
- You won't starve to death. Mr. Mercury will have to pay you a large amount per year of service. I will provide you my own lawyer. Her bill is not very exorbitant.
- I can't demand anything. Since Reid dissociated from them, I've worked without a contract.
- All these years without a contract? Which kind of asshole are you?
- An asshole in love, I guess.
- Oh, Prenter. You haven't been cautious. You forgot you served under a rock star. They use to be changeable and deeply vengeful.
- Freddie is not like that. We were great friends.
- And you even defend him.
- I will get back to work as though nothing happened. I still can't come to terms with it, not belonging his daily life. No way.
- Well, just do it. He threw you out of the tour. He made you take a 16 hour flight. What does redhead bodyguard have to get what nobody before got? What she got between her legs must look like a theme park.
She licked her lips and I refrained my anger just thinking of the redhead's spread legs over Freddie's mouth. I really wanted to puke. I couldn't help it.
- What do we know about Elideth? -I asked her to forget about that disturbing image that my mind had made up unconsciously.
- Absolutely nothing. She hasn't showed up and less giving a statement about this.
- I can't believe it. This is the funny touch for her. Her best friend shagging her husband and the whole fucking Great Britain talking about it. And doesn't she give a damn?
- It's amazing but I do think that Elideth has learnt a lot all these years working hand-to-hand with the press. She won't do what people expect her to do. Perhaps she will keep a low profile.
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TURN BACK THE TIME, BABE. BOOK 8. CHALLENGING THE DOORS OF TIME
FanfictionCHALLENGING THE TIME SEEMS TO BE NOT A GREAT IDEA BUT, COULD BE ANY OTHER WAY TO TRY TO SAVE FREDDIE'S LIFE WITHOUT EXPOSING YOUR OWN SKIN? DO YOU WANT TO FIND OUT HOW FAR OUR HEROINES ARE WILLING TO GO TO ACHIEVE THEIR HIGHEST GOAL?