Classic Novel
Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Chapter 67: Not His Girlfriend
The day before Wimbledon Finals.
“Are you sure this is the place? Guillaume asked his men after looking out at the gates of a huge mansion
Yes, sir. This is exactly what was shown in her recent video,” his underling replayed Hailey’s public post on social media where Carlos Ronaldo’s supposed car entered the gates and then the next showed how Carlos went through the doors to the mansion. “It’s the exact same house, same gate. And we have verified with the neighborhood security
He laughed, commenting. “After we showed them our ID, they easily let us in.”
“This Mckenzie girl is inside, but during this time, she always goes to the bar. She should be heading out”
Guillaume nodded. He fixed his shirt and hair He came prepared, buying a van just for that taking
Having been privileged all his life, Guillaume knew how to make himself look good. He wore expensive clothes, the kind that hugged his body perfectly. That day, he was looking extra attractive He made himself the perfect bait for one… Hailey Mckenzie.
Guillaume wore a fake ID, and he walked out with one of his men, carrying a digital video camera They were pretending to be a news crew for Channel 9. hoping to get Halley’s attention
Soon, Hailey’s car drove past the gate, and just as they hoped, she stopped. She rolled down her window and studied Guillaume. A smirk formed on her face, and she winked at him, “Hello, there.”
“Miss Mckenzie?” I am Jean from Channel 9.”
Mi haven’t seen you before,” Hailey pointed
I’m new.” Guillaume replied, then gave Hailey a sexy grin “And hot! Plus, I like your accent and your name,” Hailey remarked. What can I do for you? “I am French. Channel 9 is giving its viewers a taste of French men,” Guillaume suggested
Hailey giggled and responded, Well, I’ve tasted a French man and it was hot.”
Guillaume chuckled and replied, “Hot is what I am. Anyway, Miss Mckenzie, we would like to do an interview with you, if you don’t mind. We want to talk about how you spend your free time with The Devil Carlos Ronaldo. You are.. his girlfriend, righ17
At the thought of Carlos, Hailey flushed. She shyly answered, ‘Yes, that’s me. I’m Carlos’ girlfriend. I have known him since High School, you see. There was no one else but me. It has always been me.”
“Oh.” Guillaume reacted “So you are high school sweethearts?” “I supposed you could say that.” Hailey responded, “Anyway, I’m fine with the interview.” Hailey offered to take Guillaume and his cameraman around the house, showing him the places where he and Carlos would supposedly hang out. At the same time, she asked Guillaume about his personal life. In her view, she got to know Guillaume enough.
In the garden, she claimed, “We often have a picnic here.”
In the kitchen, she made up a story. “I’d make Carlos his favorite meal and he would wait for me while cook.” Of course, she never cooked for Carlos. Apart from frying, she did not know how to cook
As they walked, she smiled eagerly at the camera and at Guillaume. At the very last part of the tour, she
guided Guillaume to the rooms on the third floor. “And this is my bedroom.”
Hailey flushed before suggesting. This is where all the action happens.” “Oh! Haha!” Guillaume and the cameraman laughed, understanding what she meant
Jean, do you mind sending your cameraman back to the car? I want to have a private time with you.” Hailey proposed, all while giving Guillaume a seductive stare.
Guillaume smirked and replied, “Of course.”
When Hailey had her alone time with Guillaume, she allowed him into her room. After locking the doors behind them, she softly instructed, “Today, your name will be Carlos.” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
Guillaume nodded and said, “I am Carlos.”
In the next hour, moans and erotic sighs filled the air in Hailey’s bedroom. Again and again, she called Carlos’ name, all while doing the deed with Guillaume Bonnet.
“Yes, Carlos!”
“Deeper!”
Most often, she would shut her eyes and imagine The Devil himself. I love you, Carlos! I love you so much!
“Ah, yes! Carlos!”
Hailey was so engrossed with her desires that after she came, she failed to notice how Guillaume was already holding a handkerchief, ready to cover her mouth.
The next thing she knew, she was struggling beneath him, but since she was powerless against the man, she inhaled more of the sedative Before she knew it, she was out
Hours later.
Hailey opened her eyes to the darkness. She was blindfolded and tied to a chair. She heard men talking about her, specifically mentioning Carlos.
“Give Carlos the instruction. Tell him we have his girlfriend.”
“Send him a picture! Make him realize what he is about to lose?”
“What?’ Hailey came to a realization. She had been taken all because they thought she was Carlos girlfriend! She struggled, trying to free herself. She screamed her denial, but her words were only muffled against the cover around her mouth
“Shut her up!” One man ordered, and she could tell It was the news reporter who said his name was Jean
Hailey received a slap on her face and when she tried to make a sound again, she received a punch to her stomach. Tears stung her eyes as she tried to lower her body, wanting to ease the pain in her belly.
“What is going on? Who are these people? Why did they take me? Halley kept asking herself
After an hour of having her questions unanswered, she heard Guillaume cry out, “No! Why did he do that? Noi”
Hailey received a punch on her face, and then hands went around her throat. Guillaume questioned her, – Why? Why did he let you die?! I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!”
She was choking, nearly losing her consciousness when finally Guillaume freed her eyes and her mouth. It was finally her chance to tell the truth. With all her might, she told, ‘I am not his girlfriend! It’s not me! I
never was – Ahh!”
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Bullets were flying in the place Guillaume was the first to fall down, his body over Hailey. They both fell to the floor together and blood soaked Hailey’s clothes.
“No! Help! Please! Help!”
BANG!
BANG!
You lost my money! You said this would work!” Hailey heard one man yell, and that same man pulled Guillaume’s body away from her.
More and more men walked in. Bullets were still shooting everywhere. Hailey thought she would lose her life that very moment, all because she claimed to be. Carlos’ girlfriend
“No! I am not Carlos’ girlfriend. You have it all wrong!” She screamed and more water streamed down her face.
“Shut up! Bitch!” A man pointed a gun at her, but just when she thought it was over for her, police officers arrived.
“Freeze, this is the police. Put your hands up where we can see them! You! Put your gun away!”
Hailey was being treated by paramedics. She had a blanket over her body as she sat at the back of the ambulance
Behind them, a policewoman said, “Miss Mckenzie, it was your father who reported you missing Your mother is well. Some of the maids at your home are in the hospital, but nonetheless, everyone is alive May we know who else we should contact to report your condition?”
“How about Mister Carlos Ronaldo? You are his girlfriend, right?” The paramedic suggested, clearly not knowing the truth.
Hearing the suggestion, Hailey’s eyes widened. She burst into tears, screaming. “No! Whoever said I was his girlfriend! I am not Carlos’ girlfriend! I am not!”
“You dare say that again, I will sue you! I AM NOT. HIS GIRLFRIEND!”
Where is my father? I want a press conference! Everyone should know that I AM. NOT. HIS. GIRLFRIEND!” “Take a video of me! Take a video! . AM. NOT. CARLOS RONALDO’S, GIRLFRIEND!”