Chapter 17
Ashley had juur left when Pada Dalton, the makeup artist, arrived.
Paula worked quietly on Yvonne’s makeup, and Yvonne wasn’t much of a talker, either. For a while, the room was so quiet that they could hear a drop.
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The silence was broken when a staff member, Sergio, walked in, carrying water and snacks. “Yvonne,” he said, his blue cap and work badge visible as he stood in the doorway
Yvonne barely glanced up from her Twitter feed. She gave a faint reply and waved Se
waved Sergio off.
“Ms. Ford, would you like some water?” Paula asked, unscrewing the bottle and handing it to
Yvonne took the bottle and took a sip.
Yvonne.
“Ms. Ford, do you want to make any adjustments to your makeup or styling?” Paula asked.
Yvonne put her phone away and examined her reflection in the mirror. Her light makeup was perfect for the theme of the day.
“This looks fine. Thanks Yvonne said.
Paula gave a small smile and began packing up to leave.
Yvonne called Ashley, who was still at the venue, mingling with some familiar reporters.
Those photos were fabricated. Even if the truth came out now, there weren’t many trustworthy reporters who would help fan the flames. Without anyone fueling the smear campaign against Yvonne, this whole thing wouldn’t have blown up so effectively.
They had already planned to get some marketing accounts on board, so once the press conference ended, those accounts would start reposting. steering the online buzz.
Yvonne couldn’t help but feel frustrated with Zell. He hadn’t called even once, not a single question about what she should do, or if she needed anything
y like Zell? He and Lorenzo are worlds apart, she thought.
How could I have been so blind to pick a guy l
With that thought, Yvonne felt the urge to call Lorenzo and check if he’d arrived in Lashville. She reached for her phone on the makeup table, but just as her fingers brushed it a sudden wave of dizziness hit her.
Her reflection in the mirror blurred as her head felt like it was made of lead. Her body felt weak. A cold shiver ran down her spine as the phone slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a clatter
Summoning all her strength. Yvonne tried to stand, leaning against the table. Just then, the door clicked as someone locked it from the inside. “What? Still able to stand? Sergio sneered.
His voice sounded familiar to Yvonne. She realized it was the guy who brought the water carlier. She strained to make out the figure through the distorted mirror.
He was wearing the same blue cap, but h
сар but his face was twisted into a malicious grin as he took slow steps toward her
Yvonne forced herself to stay calm, her voice hoarse as she demanded. “W–what do you want?”
Sergio spored, his voice full of disdain. “Just doing what sluts like you enjoy,” he said arrogantly, keeping his cap and mask on
Yvonne cursed herself inwardly for being 100 careless, realizing she’d completely missed Sergio’s suspicious behavior. “Who sent you?” she demanded heanicly
“Stop trying to get something out of me As Sergio L
spoke, he moved closer and grabbed Yvonne’s wrist, yanking her toward him.
“It doesn’t matter who sent me. What matters is that she promised you’d be a real turn–on. Every time I see that pretty face of yours on screen, makes me excited. Serglo said.
He continued, “I always thought you were some perfect idol, but it turns out you’re just a cheap slut If you spread your legs to any man why not inc Don’t worry. I make sure you feel comfortable.
As Sergio spoke, he fi
e, he fumbled impatiently to tear at Yvonne’s clothes,
Yeparor quickly stomped her font down on his. The sharp heel of her
stiletto dug
dug into his foot, making him howl in pain.
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Seiring the moment. Yvonne scrambled back, desperately fighting off the dizzying urge to pass out. She reached for the phone on the floor, Knowing the locked door meant calling for help was her only chance.
Enraged by her action, Sergio instantly slapped Yvonne hard across the face with brutal force.
He snarled, “Rach! You chose the hard way when I offered the easy one. I was gonna be gentle with you, but since you don’t know what’s good for you don’t blame me for getting rough.”
Then Yvonne was brutally kicked to the ground. The searing pain in her back took her breath away. Her drugged body felt like lead. She couldn’t muster the strength to get up.
and as h
Sergio lunged forward, pinning Yvonne’s head down with one hand as he pulled out his phone and started snapping pictures.
“Look at that face. So damn pretty,” he growled, his breath quickening with excitement. “I can’t wait to
wait to see those perfect features twisted with teary while you’re in my amis.” With that, be switched his phone to video mode and placed it next to him.
He continued, “Listen up. Do exactly as I say, and these photos and videos will stay hidden. But if you try anything, I’ll make sure the whole world sees what a mess you look like right now.
The phone was right there, but no matter how hard Yvonne tried, her drugged body refused to cooperate. I was so careless, she thought in despair, This is a trap. Ha only goal is to utterly destroy both my career and reputation.
Sergio hurriedly stripped off his clothes, his eyes full of twisted excitement and malice.
“Alright time for you to entertain me, he sneered, reaching to rip open Yvonne’s blouse,
A cold shiver ran through Yvonne’s exposed skin as a tear slipped down her cheek. “Don’t” she gasped.
Right then, a cold, emotionless voice suddenly cut through the air. “Let go of her
