* 3 R D P E R S O N , L O C A T I O N U N K N O W N *
"Your background is exactly clean, is it?"
She'd drawled. The man balled his fists at glared at her, sighing. He knew the deal couldn't be turned down, especially when he knew she was the only one who could officially complete the task herself. He'd failed it a couple of times.
"Look, you're the only person who can complete the deal, and... just make sure they are apart for as long as you can until I come out." He said, his voice strained as he glanced up at the officer nearby the doorway, who held up his fingers. Three minutes left.
"Jail time is hard, I know," She pressed her hand on top of his. "Look. I complete what you want, and when they're apart from each other, I will come back and tell you. After you leave, you will give me my money."
He knew he had no choice. He wanted her so badly.
"How much?" He muttered, afraid the guard who catch on.
"I'll say... at least ten thousand quid," A smirk crept onto her face. His expression turned sour and pale immediately after the numbers were announced.
"That's too much, for ruining something for me," He tried to negotiate again. "Look, maybe seven thousand or six thousand. All I can afford."
"No money, no deal," She knew what she was talking about. She wanted as much money as she could have from this man. Make his life a living hell. "The tracking of their locations will take up a lot of my time."
"I can't..." His voice faltered. A vision of the girl he'd wanted for so long crept into his mind. Her laugh, her smile, the way her hair moved, the way she walked... he wanted her again. Just to feel her love, feel the way she radiated warmth into him.
He regretted cheating. He knew he'd lost something huge and valuable straight after the breakup was announced - his life was empty and meaningless. "Please. I'll do anything besides paying. Picking up from where I'd left off after jail is... difficult."
"Fine." The woman was adamant about the change. "We'll lower the price down to seven hundred quid."
"Thank you!" He grinned. Something he could afford.
"But," She began, and his grin faltered once again. "There must be consequences. You must work for me for six months. No pay. You will do what I ask you to."
"Including...?" The man knew this woman was a sex addict. She wanted it all the time. From anyone. From strangers in night clubs to men on the streets. He wasn't comfortable at that. But whatever that could help. He was surprised she hadn't gotten STD yet.
"Yes," The woman smiled smugly. "Deal?"
He was reluctant. He knew she could give him what he wanted - the relationship he once lost. But he also knew it came with a great consequence and a reward. It mattered everything to him.
"Deal." He answered, still hesitant.
"Good." She nodded, getting ready to leave.
"Thank you, Julia."
"Your welcome, Felix."
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* O L I V I A ' S P O V *
"Ouch."
Due to the Imola Grand Prix being cancelled, we'd decided on heading back to the UK to move my stuff to Oscar's house. And sell mine. After all, after two inchidents involving my ex and my childhood best friend I was scared to even go back.
As soon as I'd returned, I'd met up with Allie to go shopping in Birmingham - it wasn't the first time we'd gone off to somewhere far from where we lived. Lando didn't tag along, he had some 'things' to figure out in Monaco. And it was important.
