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Lauren moaned softly as she stretched out her tired muscles and arched her back. For the first time in a long time she felt rested and she took her time lazily opening her eyes and enjoying the quietness of the moment. It had been a long time since the blonde had felt this relaxed and she could quite put her finger on it but waking up this morning she felt different. Not safer or happier…just different. As if she were waking from a thousand year sleep and could see clearly for the first time.

"Hey…have a good sleep?"
Lauren's serene bubble burst in an instant when she took in the sight before her. Bo was sitting on the small lounge chaise in her room leaning over a small table currently using a razor to cut the pure white powder into four even lines. Lauren frowned as she sat up a little and watched Bo lean over them only to have the powder disappear up her nose in an effortless fashion. She leaned back with a lazy smile and wiped her nose slightly before locking eyes with Lauren and giving her a predatory smile.

The blonde tensed slightly as she pulled the cover up around her waist a bit. She wasn't sure when she climbed under the blankets but apparently Bo didn't seem to mind so she was going to use the physical protection for emotional safeguarding as well. She raised an eyebrow at Bo but didn't say anything which made the brunette chuckle. "You look good in my bed."

Lauren rolled her eyes. "Isn't the line - you look good waking up in my bed?"

Bo laughed loudly and shook her head as she slowly made her way over to where the blond was sitting. Lauren watched her carefully but didn't flinch when the brunette sat on the edge of the bed next to her and leaned into her slightly letting her voice drop a bit. "No, waking up implies departure after a night of fun. There have been enough blondes and brunettes and red heads that looked good waking up and even better walking out the door but that's not who I'd compare you to. I didn't get my fun so you shouldn't get your departure."
Lauren huffed and pushed the covers back to climb out the other side. "Nice. I can't believe I fell for your shit Bo. What was that yesterday? If this is how you really are, who you really are then why were you—"

Bo sighed as she reached out for Lauren's hand to still her movements. The blonde abruptly stopped talking as Bo pulled her back and for a second she thought Bo was going to kiss her but instead she gasped as the cocaine laced razor Bo still had in her hand was brought up to her cheek and Lauren could feel the faintest of pressure from the brunette's surprisingly steady hand as the blade toyed with her smooth skin.

"Tell me Doctor…have you ever wondered what it would be like to truly let go? To not give a damn about anything or anyone? I mean everyone else around you does. The people you know, you trust, they're all living a lie. What does it feel like Lauren? To know that your entire life is a lie? What does it feel like to know that the precious façade you work so hard to uphold is nothing more than smoke and mirrors?"

Bo ran the blade of the razor down her cheek carefully and over her chin down to her neck. She smiled as Lauren sat perfectly still knowing one little twitch could result in major blood loss if Bo decided it should. It was a game of chicken and an exercise in trust that Lauren wasn't that comfortable participating in. She knew Bo had just inhaled a lot of the drug that she was beginning to loathe and she wasn't sure how easily the brunette could be set off.

Lauren ground her teeth together as she looked at Bo carefully and whispered softly. "Fucking miserable."
Bo hummed as she nodded and ran the blade over Lauren's skin carefully. She had no intention of hurting the blonde but the situation she found herself in was turning her on tremendously and she now wanted to push the envelope until the blonde told her to stop. Bo licked her teeth as her eyes followed the blade slowly before looking back up at Lauren. "Then let me be your escape."
It was said so softly that Lauren almost missed it but she could hear the sincerity in Bo's voice. Behind the attitude and the drugs and whatever else the brunette was feeling at the moment was the truth. It was the sincerity she'd heard in Bo's voice last night and once again Lauren was confused as she didn't know what to do with the woman in front of her. One part of her needed to get Bo out of her system while the other part of her needed the brunette to fight. To prove to her that she was serious about what she was feeling and more importantly to prove to Lauren that she was worthy of fighting for.

"I can't…"

Bo frowned. "Why?"
A single tear rolled down Lauren's cheek as she stayed perfectly still trying to not let the weight of the past few days settle down on her again. "Because you would break me."

A quiet washed over the pair as they shared a brief moment of understanding before it was shattered by Bo's smirk. "We bend and then we break. Some of us in half, some into a million pieces."
Lauren snorted. "What kind of psychological bullshit is that Bo?"
The brunette sneered a bit as she ran the razor back up Lauren's neck to her pulse point. "The kind that reminds us we're alive. Just like this razor…one move is all it takes. You want freedom I can give it to you…"

Lauren looked terrified for a moment before the anger washed over her and she pushed Bo's hand away roughly. "You are fucking crazy Bo. Or is this the high as a kite and strung out version of you I'm dealing with?"

Bo chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Careful Doctor, it almost sounds like you care. Not sure about what because after all we're hardly friends and I don't think lovers exactly applies, but I will admit you are one hell of an escape and I'm simply offering to repay the favor."
Bo wasn't sure what triggered her change in attitude just then but suddenly she had the overwhelming urge to push the blonde to her breaking point. Since that fateful day Lauren had her in the club Bo had wanted an opportunity to extract her revenge. She'd initially thought it was simply a sexual game that had piqued her interest but sitting here with Lauren she could sense it was more. She wasn't sure what to do with these emotions that were stirring inside but one thing was for sure. She needed to break the blonde emotionally if only to help her pick up the pieces. It was crazy and fucked up and probably doomed for failure, but like everything else in life, Bo was not going to back down just because something was a challenge.

Lauren looked at her with disbelief. "What the hell are you talking about Bo?" She scrambled off the bed and stood there seething as she narrowed her eyes at the brunette who simply began to laugh. Lauren could feel her blood boil at the bi-polar reaction she was getting from the brunette and she was tired of everyone fucking with her. First Tamsin, and apparently Evony, and now Bo. Lauren wasn't sure when it would all stop but she was fucking done.

"Calm down Lauren. See maybe this is your problem…if you weren't wound so tight you'd actually see the things going on around you."
Lauren ground her teeth angrily. "And if you weren't so strung out all the time you might have a little tact about things."
Bo laughed louder as she sat back and looked at Lauren with amusement in her eyes which only served to piss the blonde off even more. "Tact is for the weak. I'm a pretty simple person Lauren, what you see is what you get. But not you…no you're a fucking enigma. Layers upon layers that you pick and choose to show when it suits you. So tell me Doctor…what layer is this? The innocent girl with the outstanding pedigree who will happily come to rest on her cheating ass bag of a girlfriend's arm whenever she's needed or the controlled dominatirx I met in the club who doesn't take shit from anyone. Or is there another layer we have yet to see?"

Lauren felt tears forming behind her eyes and it was pissing her off beyond belief. They were tears of anger, tears of frustration and most importantly tears of shame because most of what Bo said was true and more than anything she envied the carefree way the brunette in front of her could live her life. "Fuck you Bo. You think you're so high and mighty and everyone is beneath you well let me tell you something, you're not. You're just a strung out coke head like the other dozens of clients I've seen before. The drug is your escape, it helps you feel invincible when in reality it is your biggest downfall. And you want to talk about smoke and mirrors? This confidence you have, this silly arrogance you display. It's fake Bo. It's a cover for the pathetic, vulnerable, scared person you are on the inside and projecting these thoughts onto others isn't going to solve your problems."

She was seething as she glared at Bo whose smile had fallen a bit but not disappeared completely and instead resembled more of a smirk which only fueled the blonde's rage. She could literally feel every fiber in her body pulse with a rage that she couldn't identify and she stared at the brunette with a blank look on her face. When she spoke her voice came out low and controlled and it scared her how distant she sounded in this moment. It was different than when she was at the club…that was an act and she could deal with the part she played so well but here, in this moment, Lauren couldn't even recognize herself. "You are a shell of a human Bo, and maybe that's why you don't value people and have anyone in your life that you can say you truly love. You're dead inside Bo, and it's sad to see you live like that."

Bo rose off the bed slowly and made her way over to the blonde with a dangerous look in her eye. Lauren backed up slowly as Bo got closer since she wasn't sure exactly what the woman was capable of. Bo's lip curled when Lauren backed up into the wall and she knew the blonde was trapped. She put one arm on the wall next to Lauren's head and leaned into her slightly as she let her free hand run up the blonde's leg slowly. "You think you have me all figured out don't you? You may be right you may not be but I hope you realize one thing. You and I are not so different so those things you loathe about me, the things you think make me less than…they are the same things you see in yourself. My drug of choice is just that, drugs, but yours is different. Yours is this fucked up existence you live in. To the outside world you're perfect. Beautiful, charming, smart, nice. But you and I both know the real you is repressed. It's the dark, twisted woman I met at the club and if I were a betting woman I would say I've only seen the tip of the ice berg. But don't worry Doctor, your secret is safe with me."

Lauren gasped slightly as Bo's hand made its way up past the apex of her thighs and brushed the bottom of her breasts lightly. Bo let out a small chuckle as she pushed off the wall and turned around to walk away. As Lauren watched her go she released the breath she didn't realize she was holding and felt her hands ball into fists. She growled as she barked at Bo's retreating form. "You don't know shit about me Bo Dennis. And fuck you for thinking you do."

Bo slowed but didn't turn around and she smirked as she walked out of the room. She had accomplished her mission and now she was ready to see if breaking the blonde emotionally would pay dividends or be her greatest downfall.

"Evony! Open the fucking door."
The blonde growled as she banged on the very expensive door that opened after a few minutes with a very annoyed looking Evony standing on the other side. "Have you lost your fucking mind?"
Tamsin grunted as she brushed by and walked in heading straight for Evony's alcohol supply. She poured herself a glass of the very expensive scotch sitting on the cabinet and downed it in one gulp before taking a big breath and pouring another. Evony watched her with a raised eyebrow before walking over to her and giving her an irritated look. "By all means, help yourself. I mean the stuff is only three grand a bottle."

Tamsin wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "With the amount of money I make for you I don't think that's a problem."

Evony smirked and ran her hand lightly down Tamsin's hair onto the shoulder of her jacket. "No, it's not darling. So not that I don't love surprises but why are you here?"

Tamsin set the glass down loudly and looked over at her carefully. "Lauren knows."
Evony's eyebrows went up slightly. "Knows what Tamsin? I'm not a mind reader—"
Tamsin slammed her hand down on the glass counter. "About the day at the club Evony. Someone sent her a video of our little encounter."

Evony looked surprised and laughed slightly. "Well, that must have been quite the show. So what's the problem Tamsin?"
The blonde glared at her and laughed sarcastically. "Are you kidding me? What do you think the fucking problem is Evony?"

The brunette laughed as she reached across Tamsin slowly for the bottle of scotch. "Don't tell me she lost her shit and left you because of that one time. I mean really Tamsin, if she's that fragile maybe it's better she left now."

SLAP

Evony held her face where the blonde had slapped her and Tamsin pointed her finger in the brunette's face menacingly. "Don't you ever fucking talk about her like that Evony. You don't know shit about her."
Evony snarled slightly as she rubbed her cheek. "Neither do you apparently. Where do you think she ran off to Tamsin? It's no secret she has an interest in our newest investor."

Evony smirked as she looked at Tamsin who was absolutely seething. Lauren deciding to leave was just an added benefit that Evony hadn't imagined would ever happen as a result of Tamsin working at the club and she was trying to decide how to play this situation. She'd first brought Tamsin into the business as an excuse to spend some time with the woman and give her an excuse for when they hooked up but when Lauren had found out she'd surprised Evony. Showing interest in the club and what it offered was intriguing to Evony and when she discovered Lauren was good at Evony relished in the irony of the situation. She never rubbed it in Tamsin's face though as she knew doing so wouldn't get her anywhere but now that the good Doctor had walked away from Tamsin she would take delight in pointing out to the taller blonde how ridiculous this whole situation was.

Tamsin growled as she took a step towards the woman who was practically gloating in her face. "Seems your plan worked then Evony. Congratulations."

The lithe brunette looked at her with confusion. "What do you mean my plan?"
Tamisn huffed. "Cut the bullshit Evony. I know it was you who gave her that tape."

Evony laughed and sipped her scotch. "Sweetie, as much as I would love to take credit for this shit storm it wasn't me. Why on earth would I do that knowing it would jeopardize my club?"

Tamsin looked at her with disbelief. "What do you mean jeopardize your club?"
Evony rolled her eyes. "Do you think I'm really that naïve Tamsin? I know you told her everything…well almost everything." She smirked a bit as she gave Tamsin a knowing look and licked her lips as she continued. "Which means she knew about the complicated financial situation we have set up there. If I gave her enough motive you and I both know she could do some serious damage."

Tamsin shook her head. "She didn't know. Until Bo became an investor she had no idea the club was funded by private investors."

Evony contemplated this information curiously before looking at Tamsin with a devious smile. "Then I guess it would seem like something I would do. After all its sole purpose would be to split you two up but you know me Tamsin, that would have been too easy. I like the chase." She had moved slightly closer to Tamsin as she spoke and she punctuated her sentence by brushing her lips against Tamsin's ear before leaning back and sipping her scotch. She looked at Tamsin with a smirk as the blonde pondered what she said.

It made sense to Tamsin that this didn't quite have Evony's flare and she nodded slightly. She looked at the brunette with a raised eyebrow. "Well someone wanted us apart. And aside from me and you there was only one person in that room."

Evony laughed. "Do you really think that strung out bitch has it in her to have done this?"

Tamsin shrugged slightly. "If she didn't then someone else did. The games are over Ev, someone wants us to go down in flames. The only question is who and more importantly…why?"

The brunette finished her drink and ran her hand down Tamsin's arm lightly. "Go home Tamsin. Figure out how to grovel to the Doctor. We need to know what else she knows. I'll make a few calls and see if we can't figure out who is behind this."
Tamsin sighed and nodded as she stood up. "Lauren's not exactly going to forgive and forget."
Evony laughed. "Well as I recall you can be quite convincing when you want to be. Especially when you beg." She winked at the blonde who rolled her eyes before turning and leaving in the same fashion she'd entered. Evony watched her leave with a mischievous smile on her face assuring Tamsin she would take care of it. It was only when the door slammed shut behind the very irate blonde did Evony's face fall. She set her drink down gently before standing up and sauntering upstairs into her study. If Tamsin was telling the truth about Lauren not knowing anything about the club's financials then there was only one person who would be ballsy enough to fuck with her. She picked up her phone and punched a few buttons on the screen angrily before bringing it to her ear.

"Yeah?"
"What the fuck did you do?"

Kenzi sighed as she sat at her desk looking at the pile of notes and folders strewn haphazardly across the large space. She picked up a few files containing some financial statements and surveillance photos and she shook her head. Something wasn't adding up and it was driving her crazy knowing it was right in front of her face. For years she had been trying to figure out how to cut her ties with Bo Dennis and bring the cocky stock broker down once and for all and she knew she was right on the cusp of doing so.

One photo stood out from the rest and it caught her eye immediately. She looked over the photo carefully and took in all the detail it had to offer. Kenzi stared at the blonde figure sitting on the deck of the very expensive boat and she shook her head. It was a beautiful boat but nothing out of the ordinary though as Lauren was a successful Psychologist and Tamsin's restaurant made money had over fist so it's no surprise the pair owned the expensive toy. She didn't know why but she knew this picture would be important, she just could see why…yet.

RING RING RING

She sighed as she threw the photo back on the desk and looked at her phone.

Bo Dennis

Kenzi rolled her eyes as she answered the phone in a cheerful voice. "Just the lady I was thinking about."

Not a total lie as she'd been wracking her brain to figure out how Lauren was involved with the woman on the other end of the phone but so far she came up short. She heard Bo laugh and she could almost picture the cocky smile the brunette was sporting. "Well I'll take that as a compliment. So, I'm calling to invite you to dinner."
Kenzi sighed. "So soon? We just had dinner last week Bo. Keep this up and I'll start thinking this is becoming more about pleasure than business."

Bo laughed. "Mmm, you may be right Counselor. But no, this invitation is strictly business. I have a new client that I think you'd be interested in." Bo smiled to herself as she looked at the file on her desk. Sure, she didn't have evil intentions but something about the conniving brunette didn't sit right with Bo and she would be damned if she didn't do her homework on the woman. Due diligence has paid dividends for Bo in the past and just like any other business venture she was entering into she needed to have a clear head about what she was getting into. Well as clear as she could around the copious amounts of cocaine running through her system.

Kenzi smiled to herself as she flipped through the files absentmindedly on her desk. True it was a game of cat and mouse with Bo but she had to admit at times it was easy to get caught up in the thrill of it all and just succumb to Bo's advances. She had never let it cross over to a point of no return but toying with the idea was fun and some part of Kenzi knew she would have the time of her life if she ever did decide to throw caution to the wind. "I'm free tomorrow night Bo, say eight o'clock at The M?"

Bo tensed slightly. The M was the nickname for The Restaurant Medicci and also happened to be the name of Tamsin's restaurant. Bo wasn't sure how the blonde would take to seeing her there but since it was currently one of the 'it' places to frequent by all the beautiful people it was exactly the type of place she would normally take Kenzi. It was a risk but she really had no reason to pick another restaurant and she didn't want Kenzi asking questions about why she didn't want to eat there. She sighed into the phone softly and nodded even though Kenzi couldn't see her. "Okay, sounds great. Oh and wear something nice, I hear its quite the place to be seen."

With that Bo hung up and Kenzi laughed as she looked at her phone in disbelief before hitting the 'end call' button and setting it down on the desk. 'That woman never turns it off' thought Kenzi and she shook her head as she went back to looking over the financials on her desk. If she hadn't been so distracted when talking to Bo she would have noticed the folder inside the file for Lauren Lewis. It wasn't a total coincidence that Kenzi picked The M knowing it was Tamsin's restaurant. She was going to figure out once and for all how the two blondes were connected to Bo and she would hopefully finally get her freedom from the arrogant brunette.

Raymond sighed to himself as he walked the short distance to his car which was parked behind the restaurant he used as a front for his operations. The air around him thick with the smoke from his Cuban cigar and he looked around cautiously before digging in his pocket for his keys. He hated the BMW that he drove but he needed to maintain his outward appearance and live the lifestyle he had created.

RING RING

The sound of his phone stopped him in his tracks and he reached into his jacket to retrieve his phone. Not recognizing the number he thought about ignoring it but then again he changed phone numbers every few weeks and he knew there were only a handful of people who had his number at any given time.

Sighing he hit send and put the phone to his ear. "Who is this?"
A female voice laughed and Raymond growled lowly. "Don't worry about that for now. This is a warning call Raymond."

He seethed as he snarled into the phone. "Look you bitch I don't know who you—"

"Relax Raymond. The warning isn't from me. But consider this…trust comes with a price. So be careful who you give it to."

With that the call ended and he stared at his phone in disbelief. He had no idea who the fuck that was and now he was pissed as he wasn't sure what the ominous message was all about. He hesitated for a second before heading back into the restaurant. Someone was fucking with him and he was going to figure out who it was. And once he did…that person was dead. No questions asked.