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into your destinations to ensure your safety.”
    “No.”
    “Mr. Stone requested it. Would you like to call him, ma'am?”
    I let out a little growl. Guess I can't hide that I'm on an interview. Oh, well.
    I straighten my shirt and top, clutch my purse tight, and march up to the door and knock.
    Jade opens the door, and her heavily shadowed blue eyes light up. She looks just as gorgeous as the last time I saw her, and way more at home in this house than the crappy apartment where we met.
    “Hayley!” she says. “Glad you could make it. We're just getting started.” She glances behind me, and her eyes widen when she sees Charles in his suit, then the Jag behind us. I still don't think she has a clue who I am. Good. This is less embarrassing that way. Sometimes I feel like the whole world is reading the tabloids, but thankfully, there are exceptions.
    She opens the door and sweeps out an arm, welcoming us inside.
    The entryway is Spanish tile, and a wooden staircase winds up to a second level. A bronze statue of a naked woman stands next to the door, and a full length mirror runs down one wall of the hallway. Questionable taste, but it's not my business.
    Jade's heels clack against the tile as she leads me down the hall. She flashes me a smile. “You won't have to do much today. They just want to meet all the girls and see who has what it takes.”
    “I didn't expect it to be… in a house.”
    Jade gives me a sidelong look, but doesn't answer. We turn down another hallway, and it's lined with pictures of naked women. Naked . Women. Like legs spread, twats on display.
    I swallow hard. Oh, shit. Ooooh shit. Charles clears his throat, and I consider running back out the front door. This modeling gig… it's not what I thought. I need to get out of here.
    But it's too late. The hall opens into a huge living room. Floor to ceiling glass walls look out over a pool. A few girls sprawl on the deep-purple leather couches, and they're wearing far less clothing than I am.
    Jade grabs my hand and leads me to one of the couches. I sink down onto it, mortified, my face flaming. I steal a glance at Charles. He does not look happy. My not-so-secret-spy will most definitely be reporting my activities.
    Every girl in the room seems to be gaping at me, and my stomach sinks. They know exactly who I am.
    A short guy wearing a thick gold chain and a suit comes out of another door and stands before us. “Welcome, ladies. We have room for just a few new girls on the roster, but I can tell we have a lot of talent here today. Are you prepared to convince me you have what it takes?”
    He shoots a look at Charles, like he's annoyed he's here, but then he sweeps his gaze over the girls, assessing us. His eyes skim right over me and land on a busty girl to my right. “You first,” he says. “Let me see what you look like.”
    The girl bounces to her feet, excited to be picked first, and with the confidence of a well-paid stripper, she peels her shirt off and wiggles out of her skirt.
    I'm frozen in place, staring at her thong and the back of her toned ass, like an animal who knows damn well a car is coming, but is too freaked to get the fuck out of the way.
    “The rest,” Gold Chain says.
    And like that, the girl is naked in front of me, twirling around to show off her assets, her perky breasts bouncing a foot from my face.
    I finally recover, sliding back into the couch.
    The man claps. “Beautiful. I love that confidence.”
    He leans to the side to look at me. I defiantly glare at him, but he's not paying attention to my face. His eyes trail my body, and I feel like he's leaving sleaze on me as he does it.
    When his eyes reach mine, and he sees my glare, a little surprise flashes across his face, and a slow nasty smirk spreads there.
    “Your turn. I wanna see you two together.”
    I get up to leave, and the girl in front of me takes that as an invitation. She steps up to me and caresses my face, her tits pressing against my shirt. She