▪︎\\Chapter Twelve

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The car came to a halt, and the door was opened for me.

I stepped out and examined the tall building before me, then looked straight ahead. The first thing I noticed was that the place was highly guarded, and I didn't have to ask why.

"Follow me," the guy who drove me said, and I followed him up the stairs and into the building.

As I stepped in, I continued following him, ignoring the stares from the people who worked there, especially the men whose eyes lingered on my lower half.

My heels clicked on the floor as we walked towards the elevator. I was glad we didn't have to take the stairs. We stepped inside, and the door closed as he pressed the button for the top floor. He began to straighten his tie before releasing it and slipping his hands into his pockets.

"Here's something you need to know. Franco is a very serious man and he doesn't tolerate rudeness. Remember this deal is, well, basically your mission. If it goes well, which it must, Julia will be pleased and I'm sure you'd want that."

Our eyes met as he spoke, and a chilling feeling washed over me. What exactly was my job? I had no clear idea, but Julia said it was because I was... an ex stripper. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn't have any real purpose in this meeting.

Was I supposed to try and persuade Franco with my body? The thought made me shiver. From what I'd heard, he was hard to please, and I doubted my body alone could break through his strong demeanor.

"Don't overthink it. I'm sure you can persuade him one way or another," he said.

I glanced at him but before I could ask what he was talking about, the elevator came to a stop and the door opened.

Did he know about my past too? Damn! I wonder how fast it was spreading and it's clear that if he did know, Julia must have told him.

It's so funny how people have so much power when they know the truth about you.

I pushed everything to the back of my mind to debate on later. I stood and watched as the guy opened the door and gestured for me to get in. I didn't want to. My body felt weary and it felt like my head was spinning. He closed it instantly and put me to sit in a chair. I didn't know what was going on with me.

"Hey are you alright? Look, you don't have to be overthinking. He doesn't bite and if he does bite you, that's a good thing," he said, slightly caressing my knee.

We suddenly heard the door creaked opened. I looked up and saw Mordechai standing there with his typical blank expression. He looked at the hand on my knee which I clearly forgot about.

"She'll be fine, you can take it from here," the guy said before getting up and walking away.

I stood up slowly, feeling a few of my hairs out of place.

Just great.

"Aren't you suppose to be joining in the meeting, not flirting with a bodyguard?"

I wanted to pretend like he wasn't talking to me, but I was the only one here.

Wait, did he just say flirt?

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