wait for me [illumi zoldyck]

Chapter 9

(updated: March 14, 2021)

Flashback

The noisy club pulsates with deafening music. Sweaty bodies fill the building, pressing against one another on the dance floor, like sardines in a can. Strangers grind up against one another, fluorescent lights beaming off their sweat sheened bodies. 

Drinks are passed around from the bar, their liquids sloshing around in their cups, some of it falling onto the floor. On the other end of room, I notice a man pop a small white tablet into a girl's drink, while she's looking over her shoulder to a group of men who call out to her. It sizzles in her cup before dissipating back to normal, by the time she turns back around and takes a sip of it.

I draw my eyes back to the girls that stand around me, all wearing lacy undergaments strapped to their stocking with garter belts. I'm dressed similarly, in black patterned lingerie and the highest of heels. They chatter nervously, waiting.

"They're ready for you."

The host appears out of the corner, ushering all of use into a private room, in the back of the nightclub. He's a big man, who sports a fat cigar between his lips and tinted shades. He taps some of the girls' asses as they pass him. 

I saunter after them, the drumming music dampening as we weave through the empty halls to the private sitting rooms in the back. 

I'm the last to enter the small room, the host closing the door after I step inside. Before all of us girls sit five men all dressed in dark suits. Two of which are the area's most heinous drug lords. My eyes land on one of them in particular. He's sitting in the center of the room on a plush couch. 

Valentin Fontin 

He's a multibillionaire, infamous for drug trafficking in the area. He's paid off all the police in the city, and nobody dares touch him. 

His eyes rove over each girl, including me. He reaching out his hand and begins pointing.

"You, you, you... and you. The rest of you may leave."

His eyes land on me. "You too, stay."

I was hired to murder him, and to gain some knowledge on the inner workings of his drug empire. I have yet to meet my client, seeing as they'd like to remain anonymous, but I have reason to believe that they plan on taking over his role in the underground world.

My eyes drift over the other men in the room and land on one in particular. Illumi. Under the dim lighting, he watches me intently. Eyes never straying.

Soft music plays in the room, and the remaining girls begin to circle seductively around the seated men. The men begin chattering lowly, talking about their wives and children back at home. 

I approach Illumi purposefully, dragging my hand across his chest slowly. I part his legs with my own and climb onto his lap. 

Illumi and I were hired for this job, choosing to work together. His purpose is to act as a stand-in security bodyguard for the men throughout the night and to collect as much information on the cartel, for our client. I have to make sure these men stay here long enough until Illumi receives the go to kill Valentin Fontin. 

I place my hands on Illumi's shoulders, moving my hips against him to the rhythm of the mellow music. The other girls around me all busy themselves with each one of the guests, leaving them all entertained. 

Turning my attention back to Illumi, I look into his eyes. He shakes his head discreetly, signaling that it is not yet time. 

His hands find my hips, gripping them firmly. I drag my fingers up my own body, cupping my breasts. I pull on the straps on my bra, teasingly.