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Caroline stood glued to the spot, watching her beloved, sexy boss go. He was so attractive, and so rich. She wanted him so bad. Nonchalantly she followed him out of the 'Runway' building, remaining about ten yards away from him. She watched him hail a cab, he climbed in and drove off. Desperately, she searched for her own cab. Spotting one on the corner, she ran to it.
"Follow that cab!" she ordered the driver as she got in. The driver gave her a skeptical look.
"You okay lady?" he asked."I don't want to be in no cop chase." he added.
"Just follow it!" she snapped. The driver was taken aback.
"Okay lady, you payin' the ticket, not me."he muttered, and began following Darcy's cab. Caroline sat back in the seat and watched the buildings of New York City speed past her. It was beautiful, but it's not like she noticed. All she cared about was her boss.
"Lady!" she heard the driver call."Cash o' check?" she was too busy thinking about Darcy that she didn't even notice the taxi stop. She watched Darcy climb out of his cab and enter a restaurant. She pulled two crisp bills out of her purse and handed them to the driver.
"How about you pull up there." she said, pointing to the door of the restaurant.
"How 'bout a tip." the driver shot back rudely."Get outta here."
"Jerk." she muttered and climbed out of the car. She watched it race away until it was just a yellow speck, then she turned on her Jimmy Choo heals and waltzed into the restaurant.
El Dorado, it was called. Almost everything in the resturaunt was a gold coler. She stood on her toes and searched over the countless heads and saw her beloved Darcy, with....with....
"Do you have a reservation?" the hostess said, rather bored.
"Er...no." Caroline replied, beginning to walk over to Darcy's table. The hostess stepped in front of her, blocking her path.
"No reservation, no seat, ma'am." she said. Caroline shoved her roughly away.
"Out of my way." she barked, and got closer to Darcy's table. She stood out of Darcy's eye range, in a place that she was sure that he couldn't see her. She watched his every move, until her eyes caught someone sitting across from him. Caroline almost screamed.
It was a stupid girl. Through Caroline's eyes, the woman was short, had no figure, a snotty nose, hair the color of crap, a cheeky smile, and greenish eyes that looked like a swamp. Through Darcy's eyes, the woman was drop-dead woman who sat next to her future soul mate was familiar. Caroline recalled her name to be....Lizzie.
"Her name's as ridiculous as her outfit." she thought."Lizze what? Lizzie....Johnson...Smith....McGuire? Brown...Bennet! That's it. Bennet." Suddenly the rusty, man-stealing part of her brain began to wake up. The gears were turning in her evil, twisted, selfish little mind.
"Psst! Waiter!" she called. A young man came up to her.
"How may I help you miss?" he asked politely.
"You see that 'couple' over there?" she pointed to Darcy and Elizabeth.
"The man in the Armani suit and his beautiful assistant?" the waiter asked. Caroline almost slapped him.
"You must be blind boy, she's hideous!" she roared quietly.
"Whatever you say madam." he answered back. Caroline opened her Gucci bag and pulled out a neat, crisp, fifty dollar bill. The boy's eyes lit up.
"Take this money as your payment. But keep your job a secret." she whispered. The young man nodded.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked.
"Take that center piece...." she pointed to a pure gold mask that was set for decoration. "quietly, unnoticeably, put by the woman's purse, then tell your manager, and have her called a thief." she laughed viciously.
"Lady, please tell me, why are you doing this?" he asked in a whiny voice.
"Two words sweetheart." she whispered, crooking a finger at him. He leaned closer."Public Humiliation." she smiled.
"Okay lady, but I'm not cheap." he said, handing her the fifty dollar bill, and walked away.
"$100!" she called. The boy slowly turned around.
"$200." he shot back, with a smirk, slowly spreading his attractive features. Caroline sighed.
"Fine." she snapped, and handed him the money.
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