the fallen widow

chapter 14

Morocco , North Africa

" count on three , one ... Two ..... Three .......ATTACK !!"

Two girls fire bullets on a building as the security guards rush towards them to stop them , The shorter girl dodges all there attacks skillfully and covering up for the taller girl .
" Okasan , we need to get inside or we can be in a little trouble " younger women said breathing heavily after knocking out the security guards .
" Yeah , you go by lift and i will go from stares " Okasan said to the younger girl as the girl nodded in response and turned around to enter the building but Okasan called out
" Pranjalee! " The younger women turned " don't get hurt badly " Okasan said softly as Pranjalee gave a small but reassuring smile and ran inside the building.

Pranjalee entered the building and took the lift to go to the 11th floor and acted like she was another normal person , she reached the floor as the reception lady smiled at her well actually fake smiled as she returned the same fake smile .
" How can I help you mam ?"
" Uh I would like to meet Mr Cameron"
" Sure mam , do you have any appointment "
" yes I do , wait a minute let me take it out " Pranjalee said as she pretended as if she is trying to find it

In a minute ..

The unconscious body of the receptionist lied on the Floor well what exactly happen was instead of taking out the appointment Pranjalee took out a tazer and before the receptionist could react she had already attacked her with it .
" Сука" she mumbled before leaving and entering the boss office .

Mature content : tw

" Good evening sir " she said in a sickly sweet voice as the older man in his late 30s turned towards her and replied ," good evening" he eyed her from up to down drooling on the sexy curves of the younger girl , Pranjalee saw this and mentally smirked and thought , " this is going to be easy "

" How can I help you mam " the man asked still eyeing her breast .
" Uh I was wondering if I could get a job here " while walking towards the desk making her hips sway due to her height she  didn't look like she was just 15 years and red room had trained her about how to act in this situation.

" Yes sure , what job would you like ?" He asked with a disgusting smirk on his face and walked towards and slowly put his hands on her hips caressing it as she smirked and said seductively " i don't know what job do you want me to do " and put her hand on his waist slowly sliding it down making his eyes dark in lust as he slowly took his hand on her hips and lifted her skirt up and entered his hands in her underwear and squeezed her clit and massaged it as Pranjalee just moaned softly pretending to be pleasured but she was gagging internally but she didn't had a choice she had to do it or else she would be tortured in even worse way by Dreykov .
She took his hand out of her underwear and pressed her body against him and looked in his eyes and kissed him on lips and stepped forward making him step back and the disgusting man was so into it that he didn't realise that behind him was a balcony as she broke the kiss he looked at her with lust filled eyes as she asked , " tell me sir what can I do for you " as she took his hand and guided it inside her shirt and he felt her breast and pressing it slightly as he smirk and spoke , " Maybe you can just give me some entertainment" as she smiled but mentally she had murdered this man in 1966 different ways how dare he call her an entertainment and spoke , " Sure , i can entertain you with a pen " she said taking the pen tucked in his shirts pocket as he looked at her confusingly  she took his hand out of her shirt and bought the pen closer to his eyes with a great force as he screamed and bended back then only he realised he had a balcony at back as he just smirked , he like the girl's guts the thing he didn't knew was he was living the last moment of his life  as she smiled back and said " good bye " and  sticked her middle finger on his head and pushed him making him scream as he fell from the building and the very next moment he was dead .
She buttoned up her shirt and fixed her skirt as she mumbled , " disgusting manwhore " and she left as her mission was complete, " maybe now Dreykov will be proud of me " she thought .