The job was simple. A man by the name of Sebastian Mayciel wanted me to kill the man who killed his brother. Dramatic, I know. If it were me, I'd want to kill the man who killed my family myself. Oh wait. I did. My job was to act as an escort hired for this mans pleasure and kill him when I got the chance. Very straightforward, no complications. I turned into the building and hopped off my motorcycle. I showed the bouncer my fake id at the door and smiled. Jikiki Farlow age seventeen. One year older than legal adulthood. When I stepped into the dingy nightclub I got a wave of sweat and alcohol smell. Girls grinded against older guys on the dance floor. Bartenders dropping pills into whoever's glass for a fee. Sweet New Chicago. How you reek of sin. I swiftly made my way across the marble floor smacking any grouping hands, toward a private booth near the back. There sat Cyrus Ky an evil shank of a gang leader. Firearms, drugs, prostitutes you name it. He dealt it. He waved me over. I stood in front of him as his eyes hungrily looked me up and down.
"I have some business here for awhile doll but when I'm done we can do whatever you want," I nodded and smiled seductively. This'll be too easy.
"Are you... Trained?" He asked almost drooling like a sad puppy who just needed some love. Pathetic. I regained myself.
"Yes, my training in pleasure is very extensive,"my hand crawl onto his thigh and squeezed. He shuddered in response. Damn I'm good. I sat down beside him and listened while he did business with his gang and other gangs. Their eyes often wandered but I stayed where I was. Hypofree energy guns were traded and bought. Hours went on. After each trade I could see the money hungry look in Ky's eyes. He was insane for money and power and he wasn't the first man I'd seen like this. After business had concluded he led me out of the club and showed me into his sleek black hover mobile. He quickly flew down the dirty roads to a hotel. Someone's eager. I looked at the magnificent building we'd stopped at.
Five Star. Wow he's really showing off.
"I need to use the bathroom so don't go anywhere," he said with a crooked smile after we'd gotten a room. Perfect. I took off my weapons and hid them under the bed. Slid off my shoes and let my hair down. When Ky came out of the bathroom, I didnt hesitate. I pushed him onto the bed and hovered on top of him.
"Someone likes to take control," he chuckled. He's right, I love it. I ripped his shirt off exposing his abs. My hands crawled up him where I grabbed his face and licked up his cheek. Whoever said don't mix business and pleasure was an idiot. This is too much fun. Pretty soon my clothes were off too.
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Untamed
Romance"Get up Doll," he commanded. I didn't respond. He grabbed my arms and put me body against the wall. His hands crept under my shirt and around my waist. Tingles shot up my torso, making me shudder against him. His chocolate eyes wandered up and down...