Two sides of the same coin - Armando Aretas x OC

He's a man

"The target is Viktor Antonov, well more specifically his phone. He is low level dealer but has ties to Russian mob, and shipment updates will be on his person" Rita said as the team sat around the table listening to the briefing. "Tonight he'll be at Zillion with a couple of buddies, we've got to plan how we want to go about this" she finished directing the discussion to the team.

"I say create a loud distraction and then we pull him from the scene no mess" Rafe was the first to speak up, "No, I snatch and grab him before he even gets to the club, not waisting any of our time" Armando disagreed suggesting his own idea. "But what do we do with him after, he'll just talk" Kelly spoke up, "and not to mention his body guards".

"We need to find a way to get his phone off of him without alerting him or his guards" Mike asserted, "damn near impossible" Marcus chimed in.

"You forget, he's a man" Inessa spoke as she walked from the far away corner to the table catching the attention of everyone, "give me 10 minutes and I get that phone".

Rita shrugged to Mike and Marcus who both nodded, "fine you have 10 minutes but we take out the bodyguards and snatch him if that fails" she affirms.

"Sure, but I'll get the phone" she said as she turned to walk away. "And where is she going now" Armando grunted in frustration, "to create a distraction".

The team spread across the club, Armando stationed by the bar along with Rafe, Dorn in the truck outside, Rita and Mike on the dance floor, Marcus up top and Kelly behind the bar. "Are we all good" Rita said over the comms as everyone signalled the ok, they watched as Viktor stood in the VIP area.

"este plan es una mierda" (This plan is shit) Armando spoke over the comm. "What, annoyed I get to have all the fun" Inessa was heard over the comms as Armando sighed, "cue the distraction" Mike said.

The Spanish beats blared through the club as Inessa entered, a tight sparkly black dress clung to her body as her strappy heels climbed up her long tan legs, the fabric was tight in all the right places and low in the front enough to see her toned stomach that glistened under the neon strobe lights. Despite the lack of air flow, her luscious locks flowed through the air as she made her way towards the VIP area, catching the eyes of anyone she passed, including her teams.

She made her way to the VIP section, where Viktor signalled for his guards to let her in, standing up to shake her hand, to which she went in for the kill, a mind numbing smile that melted all of his better senses.

"Distracción suficiente para ti" (distraction enough for you) she mumbled under her breath to the comms as she ran her finger down Viktor's chest giggling as she placed her hand under his blazer and slipped his phone out.

She used his hand over hers to direct to her ass where, she tucked the phone into the garter that was sitting at the top of her thigh under the dress.

She then leaned in to whisper something and walked away, making her way towards the front door, her team slowly dispersing behind her, all under 10 minutes, just as she promised.