Bean and me only!~

Richard grunted. To pay her damn guards?! The bitch was expensive, then again, she was a sl*t, too. She needed some good dough. "Fine. But I doubt it'll take you long especially with the appeal you have." he said, scoffing. He wrote then two checks, one for each guard. He couldn't believe how much he was spending, but then again, he could always drain from the company's account, too. "Do whatever it takes.." he said, handing the checks to the guards and leaving.

Ashley smiled once she was sure he was gone. She turned to her bodyguards, a wicked smile on her face. "We're going to expose him. Next time we see Andrew in private, we'll let him know what's going on and have him act like he doesn't have a clue. Keep evidence of everything that guy sends us and record the phone conversations. This will be the last time anyone treats me like a worthless dog," she frowned. "Try to drag this out as long as possible. Understand?" She spoke quietly so no one would hear, just in case someone was eavesdropping.

The two bodyguards grinned widely, loving her plan.

It didn't mean Richard completely trusted Ashley. Come on, she's a dancer for goodness sakes! He always would make a plan B if everything went and hit the fan. He sighed though, hoping things would go as planned. He was tired of seeing Andrew so smug. Though, Andrew didn't plan to come back by the club. He just didn't feel right but as hours passed too, the next night, he decided to come by. Just to check up on her.

Ashley rode home with her bodyguards last night after they deposited their checks and went to bed, still hurting from the cut on her back, but the smugness she felt made it hurt a little less. She woke up around one in the afternoon the next day and got ready for work, riding there with her bodyguards again, seemingly a normal day.

Into the night, Andrew came by after work, though also wondering why Richard was so..friendly. He sighed as he walked inside, feeling like a sore thumb in the crowd of pervs and god knows what. He went to Ashley's room, knocking and hoping she was there. He had to talk to her. "You there?"

"Yep, come on in," she said cheerfully, setting up as she normally would.

Andrew raised a brow as he walked in and sat down. "So, what's with the sudden change of mood? Just a few days ago you were less cheerful than you are now.." he asked, curious as he watched her get ready.

She closed the door and went over to sit on the couch next to him. She took out a pad of paper and wrote "Turn off your cell phone and let Bruno and Tom search you for bugs." While she wrote it, she talked so it wouldn't sound suspicious if he was bugged. "Oh, nothing really. Feeling a lot better," she said cheerfully.

As he read the message silently, he sighed and nodded. He wanted to protest but, he did as requested and turned off his cellphone. "Ah, that's good....Uh, just wanted to check up on you." he said, smiling weakly, and then took the notepad and wrote "what's going on?"

The bodyguards searched him and found nothing. "He's good," Bruno said, letting him sit back down. Ashley smiled at Andrew. "Don't say anything until I'm done," she told him. "I got a visit from a coworker of yours yesterday. He said if I didn't do what he said then he'd paint your records and reputation red. So I agreed to what he said. He wants to find out what your big plan is that you're presenting to your bosses. He told me to get you to fall for me and then for me to crush you. But I have a plan to retaliate against him," she grinned. "You just play along with this plan - stretching it out as long as possible. Bruno, Tom, and I will keep records of our phone conversations with him and how much money he's putting into our accounts as evidence, then when the time's right, we can take him to court for stealing your company's money."

Andrew scoffed, shaking his head. "Really? A co-worker? I guess that's why Evans was so smug today. So, how am I supposed to go along with this plan anyway? If he has you doing his dirty work, that must mean he has someone here that's getting paid just to watch you 'seduce' me." he said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head again. What was the world coming to?

"He's paying me 750 thousand upfront, and Bruno and Tom thirty thousand each a week to keep them quiet," she smiled. "We just have to wait until he starts digging into your company's money enough to where they start to notice something fishy and expose him.

"It shouldn't take long if he's paying you that much out of his own pocket....But, how do you suggest we pull this off?" Andrew asked, even more confused. "What, should we just start going out?" he snickered, shaking his head. This whole thing was just ridiculous.

She chuckled. "Just keep coming every night and he'll assume we're together. If we are in the same room with him, ask me to come with you somewhere private and he'll assume the same."

"Geez, this is crazy and stupid. So, I guess we both benefit from this, right? You get money in which you won't even need to keep going for this job and I'll get my position, hopefully." Andrew said, rubbing the sides of his head as he felt a headache coming on if not a migraine. "Are you comfortable with this?" he asked, though it was foolish of him since she already agreed the same thing for Evans for the money.

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "It's stupid? Do you want to keep your job or not? I told him that if I agreed to his plan, then he'd make sure you kept your job and your house. And I do need the money. Look at where I work." She poured him a drink and offered it to him. "At this point, it doesn't matter if I'm comfortable with it or not," she said more gently.

"Yeah, I should be grateful that you even let me in on this. Most others would've kept quiet.." Andrew said, taking the drink and nodding. He took the alcohol down, gulping every last drop and looked over at her. "Thanks....And, well, here's to fooling the fool." he grinned, looking forward to bringing down Evans and taking on the promotion he always wanted.

She smiled and poured him another drink, and herself one. She tapped her glass to his. "To fooling to fool," she toasted and drained her glass.

Andrew did the same, yawning afterwards. "So, I just start coming in on a regular basis then? What about your other clients?" he asked, curious as to how she'd fit them in including their scheme.

She smiled. "They'll come in while you work, or if you're busy with work afterward. No big deal - there are plenty of women to entertain them that could use the extra money - no matter how little it is."

Andrew nodded, pouring himself another drink and gulping it down. "Ok then, I guess we should start by next week since..it'd be kind of fast for the deal to go by so quickly after one day. No guy would fall that fast for a girl, unless they were desperate.." he said, chuckling and leaning back against the seat.

She chuckled. "A good idea. While you're here, you want a dance or just drink," she asked, pouring herself another glass.

"Eh, I think I've seen the best of your dances. I doubt you're willing to put up with dancing for me one more time." Andrew chuckled, pouring himself another drink as well. After this, he would have to leave of course. He had no idea who Evans planned to hire to watch them, but he knew something or someone would have their eye on him and her.

She chuckled. "Are you saying my dances aren't good enough," she teased. "You just think they're 'eh'?" The curve of her lips made it obvious she was playing with him.

Andrew whistled, looking away and shrugging. "I guess, I don't know, I just know that I don't need a dance right now." he replied, his smile appearing smug.