Page 82 of The Pilot


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He’s sneaky and I’m so blindly in love with him.After figuring out that I have been hurt, he’s not going to touch me again.I’m almost certain now he’s waiting for Jayden to come home and tag team me as the two of them do.

Then force me to go home.

Is that what you want?

Yes, I want to stay in LA and pursue my career.I can’t go back to Texas, where Frank is.No, damn way.

“Someone gave me a chance, and I’m happy to do the same for you.”She smiles.“Now eat up and I’ll give you some auditioning tips.”

For the next hour, we flip from talking about the industry, the BHS guys, and discussing the role.I feel like we’re becoming friends.

After, we head out to her waiting car and head towards the studio.

“I’ll drop you outside and all you need to do is give your name.”

Thanking her, I push down my nerves, not wanting to mess up this enormous opportunity.I’ve always done well during auditions, and while I’ve only had an hour to prepare, I’m feeling reasonably confident.

That is, until I head into the building.

And walk straight into Frank Bonito.

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“WELL, WELL, WELL.Iwondered where you’d run off to,” he laughs as he grabs my arms to steady me.

The feel of his touch sends a dark shudder through me.I step away, my heart pounding.

I start to panic.“I have to go.”

Frank smirks, glancing around then runs his eyes over my body.

Oh god, oh god, oh god.

I see the moment he spots the audition sign.

“Ah, looking for a new role, are you?”He leans into my hair and I almost barf.“If you want some work, meet me at my hotel later and I can sort you out.”

“No!”I shout, and his eyes darken.

I start to back away, but he crowds me, taking my wrist.“What did you say?”

“I have work.I don’t need...let me go.Please.”

“Listen here,” Frank grinds out under his foul-smelling breath, “I’ve told you what you have to lose.I know everyone who is anyone in this town.Do you understand?”

I nod.

“Beverly Hills.Room 4653.Meet me in an hour.”

I nod again.

“Good girl.”His hand brushes against my breast as a snarl crosses his face.“Make sure you’re wet when you get there.”

My stomach curdles.

When he turns and walks out the door, my body starts shaking, and I almost vomit right then on the spot.I see the restroom sign and run.

Banging the door closed behind me, I make it to the toilet before losing my entire lunch.