The Phantom's Game | 18+

Chapter 3

 Sexual content ahead !

"You mean to tell me whoever was attacking me earlier was someone we don't know?" She inquired, an eyebrow raised in similar fashion.

The blonde nodded. He leaned back against his chair and rested his hands on top of his thighs. For a moment, his gaze locked on her, watching her reaction carefully. "That's correct," he replied finally.

"Okay, so what's the situation? What do you intend to do?" She asked once again, hoping for more intel on this new person.

"Well, what I do know that this guy is your family's rival—that much has been confirmed—and therefore, he obviously intends to cause trouble for you. But he is not alone. There is another adversary who has been working closely with your family."

"So is he planning to start a war?"

"Probably. I don't know what he's planning or what his motives are but you are the target, Isadora. You ought to be careful from now on."

"Alright. So what exactly am I supposed to do about this?" She demanded impatiently.

"You're gonna have to be on your guard and watch your back all the time. This may happen again."

She rolled her eyes. This was already becoming too complicated.

"Look, I'm going to help you whether you like it or not."

"Yes, well, in order to do that, I would appreciate it if you'd tell me your name first," the brunette insisted.

"Right. You may call me Gabriel. Gabriel Valentino," He grinned, the charming aura of his made her smile in return.

"Gabriel." The woman repeated the name thoughtfully before nodding at him. "And how can you help me?"

Gabriel shrugged slightly. "Maybe we could come to an arrangement?"

"You're offering me a deal?" The brunette couldn't contain her surprised reaction.

"Something along those lines, yeah." He seemed to hesitate briefly, but eventually he continued. "My organization specializes in intelligence work and I've been tasked with protecting you. My team's objective is to track and destroy anyone who is trying to hurt you, including my own people. So... I'll help you out."

"Sounds like quite the offer," Isadora admitted, looking away to hide the shock on her face. She hadn't expected such an offer from him. It certainly hadn't occurred to her that someone would put their life on the line to help her.

She couldn't deny that she appreciated it. It felt good to know that some people actually wanted to help her.

"Very well, you'll help me, but what do you need me to help you with?"

"This might sound vulgar but one night with you." He grinned, raising his brows suggestively. "Just one night. Just us two. Nothing more than that. If you agree to this, I promise that you won't have to worry about anything. Unless you have a partner already, you can help me with something else, but it won't be pretty."

Isadora was still in shock by his proposal – but it could be worse, right? It couldn't be worse. She was used to dealing with situations which required her to use her sexuality. As long as she was careful, nobody got seriously injured. She could handle it. "Okay, fine. I'll do this."

He smiled triumphantly and reached out a hand for her, which she took firmly. "Good. Now let's go elsewhere for more privacy."

He led her out of the VIP area and down towards the exit, an arm at the back of her waist while he guided her out of the building and to his black Ferrari. Once they were seated comfortably inside, he started the engine and pulled off. He took a glance at his passenger occasionally, making sure she was comfortable.