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Seeing shorty on the picture versus seeing her in real life was breath taking. When the board of my company told me I needed to find somebody to be on my arm at events and stuff I was pissed. I didn't have time for shit like that. I didn't have time to meet somebody go on dates get know somebody. I needed somebody just to be my stand in and when Miss Beauty St Laurron came across my desk it wasn't hard for me to make my choice. Beauty was in some really good movies. She had a little scandal back in the day but I was a fan. I had all her movies. She was Americans sweetheart and I wanted her on my arm for sure. Shit she would look good on my arm at the events I needed her at.
"So why do you need to pay somebody to pretend to be your girlfriend?" Beauty asked.
"My company thinks it will be a better look at the events I'm at. I am a busy man and I don't have time to date. So I told my team find me somebody. Your picture came across my desk and I knew you would fit in." I said.
"Okay. Why would you think that?"
"Well you're an actress. You know how to memorize lines and keep up. I seen you on Broadway a few years ago." I said.
"You did?" She asked as plus pulled out the contract.
"Yeah. Shit was good I like shit like that." I shrugged.
My name is Yael Cash and before I was running my management business I was in the streets. If it was a drug out there I sold it. My mom's was a hoe and my daddy was never there. My mom eventually got hooked on drugs and I was taken into foster care. The family i was put in was just after a check. They didn't buy me shit so I had to figure it out on my own and I did for years. I made sure I graduated and put myself threw school once I had enough money to quit I did just that and came up with Cash Rules Management. I managed some of the top celebrities around here. I was a one stop shop. I had sport managers, talent managers, some of my people managed singers and rappers and a few authors. I loved where I came from but once the board said I needed somebody on my arm shit pissed me off. I build my company from the ground up and I had somebody on my arm a year ago but she fucked herself when she started cheating and lying. Then when she got pregnant by her recent fling I gave her the boot. I was too forgiving when it came to her. I should've cut her ass off the first time she cheated but I guess I thought I loved her.
"Yeah everything is cool but I'm not moving with you. I have my own house that I built from the ground up. I'm not giving that up." She said.
"Okay. How you learn to read contracts." I asked.
"Law school was my plan B." She shrugged.
"Damn okay. Well if everything is good our first event is Saturday. My people will be there to make you look the part." I said.
"Oh no I see how you dress. I will dress myself. Matter of fact I'ma send my people over there to dress you because them suits you where are real tacky and don't fit your frame. Just like you I have an image to uphold. I will not be embarrassed fake boyfriend or not." She said and walked off. I kicked my lips watching her hips away in those jeans she had on. I liked shorty.
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