Missionary ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter Two: Temptation

kate prewett

I parked my newly purchased black Ducati 999R in the front parking lot of Shots. When I had it properly parked, I went inside the club to officially start my mission which is why I came back here in England.

I sat down at the empty table and then laughed and smiled at the woman approaching in my direction. She was an undercover Auror like me but she's in disguise as a valet, wearing a super sexy dress. And I knew very well that she was feeling so uncomfortable in her short skirt that I could almost see her soul and cropped tube that only covers her chest.

"Daikirai" She whispered as she passed my direction. She's speaking Japanese, but she can speak English very well too. Daikirai, meaning I hate you. "You should be in my position now."

I smiled crazily and combed my hair using my fingers. "One bottle of your finest wine, please, Kaori."

"Wait up, bitch." She rolled her eyes at me then she turned her back on me.

I shook my head while smiling. She's the real bitch, no wonder why she was the first to be sent here. And now, looking at her, she seems to be enjoying her inside job.

However, she's looking fine in her uniform. The Magical Ministry of Japan's decision to send her and not me was right. Because looking at her way of dress code, I won't last long if I am to wear that.

I could not stand each of every horny men who's lusting over my friend's body. It's giving me chills and I could do nothing but stare.

While waiting for my wine order, I traveled my eyes at the wholeness of this club. Then my eyes paused at a familiar handsome face of Grant Holland. He looks glad by just drinking inside a private room, but then again, I'm sorry because we have to end his happiness soon. That's for sure.

I quickly removed my innocent eyes from the handsome illegal smuggler and then took out my phone to call my cousins ​​and if possible meet with me so that we could bond and have a mini reunion.

"Hey, beautiful, can I sit beside you-"

"Absolutely not." I quickly countered the question of whoever this was- the man who approached me.

Then another one came towards my seat.
Same intention.

"Can I join you, baby?"

"No." Calling my cousins was time-consuming. Because everyone's married, I guess.

Bill was now married to Fleur Delacour. Charlie, on the other hand, was married to his pet dragon. Percy is with Audrey.

While George married Angelina Johnson and I'm sure my cousin, Fred had magnetized a lot of women above heavens. Then Ron married Hermione. Lastly was Ginny and Harry who is now pregnant with their first child.

"Can we talk, lady?"

"Definitely not."

"I'll buy you a drink if that's alright -"

"Get lost."

"Hey babe, let's dance."

"Go away or go to hell?" My voice was calm because I'm busy calling my cousins ​​one by one, but no one's picking up my calls.

"Pretty, do you want to go with me-"

"Abso-bloody-lutely not." I'm starting to get irritated. Lots of rude, lots of perverted men.

"Missy, can we dance?"

And now the fire has lit my eyes. "Hit your head on the wall first, then when you're done, come back here and let's dance. How about that?"