Stripped Bare

I am No One...

Dante licked those pillow lips of his, moistening them as he walked up towards them.

They froze, not knowing what to expect from him.

He smirked and ran a calm hand through that jet-black hair that women wanted to run their hands through and men secretly wanted to touch...his scent was intoxicating...he was the God they believed him to be and he knew it.

Now it was just a matter of time before they understood the true agenda underneath the cool exterior.

He wasn't there just to entertain them...he was there to obtain some very valuable information but no one knew what or why...

Two years ago:

The precinct was participating in a nation-wide investigation regarding the recent infiltrations of local drug-pushers on the club scene: their main target – minors or young adults.

Dante had been one of the youngest detectives ever recruited to go undercover, posing as a student / stripper in order to infiltrate and apprehend them in the process of selling hot merchandise on the club circuit.

Dante had been alerted to the presence of known felons who were collaborating with the drug-pushers to get the products out onto the streets. Dante had earned the respect of his superiors since he joined the force at the tender age of eighteen.

He was one of those men willing to go the extra mile, and because of this he could convince anyone, including street hoodlums and well-known felons on the black market, that he was legit. No one suspected him of being a cop, let alone a detective simply because Dante looked the part and acted too well.

"So, you think you can do this kid? I want you to make the drop at precisely 11:30pm at Dock. 9 Southside, got it? Here's the package and the money. Don't get cocky with it and disappear or I swear I will find you. If you're good enough, the rewards will be big...really big!

A pretty face and a hot body like yours can go a long way in this industry. But if you fail I will personally come looking for you and gut you from your ears right down to your groin...you got that?" The man behind very dark shades spoke with a menacing tone while he brandished a sharp blade in front of the young detective.

"Yes sir..." Dante kept his eyes averted to the floor, his heart quietly pounding in his chest.

He had to act convincingly...the poor pretty rich boy who had been abused and used and wanted a ticket out bad enough to do anything... The implant behind his right ear was throbbing. On the other side, the cops were all ears having heard the entire conversation through a micro-bug Dante was wearing in secret, perfectly hidden within the seams of his clothes.

"We've got the son-of -a-bitch now... Wait for Dante to leave before we move in" The Chief Superintendent spoke, as the men awaited their orders.

The operation was one of the biggest, most successful drugs bust the precinct had seen in years and it was all thanks to this hot new young detective on the force. The young cop had done a great job, another case solved. It was the biggest drug bust in history.

Dante had to be brought in handcuffed on the pretense that he was also a felon. This was a tactic so that others arrested alongside him would remain convinced that he was one of them. His fellow coppers pretended to rough him up during the drug seizure. Once released, he went home for a well-earned meal and rest up until the next day.

"Great job detective..." Dante walked into the precinct the next day to whoops and cheers from his peers. As he walked through the throng, the men from his precinct patted his back as a gesture of respect for the young cop