Catwoman : Blood Heist

Chapter 2 : Girl Gone

Mr.Liu penthouse in the business district was nothing less than exquisite. The man had a taste for fine quality products. The living room was furnished with Italian leather couches, Persian rugs and old antique Chinese art work throughout his pent. Thousands and thousands of dollars everywhere she looked - wouldn't be a horrible idea to rip him off later.

Not a bad idea, not a bad idea at all.

Han offered her a drink and she happily accepted. She wanted to make sure he knew she had intentions of being complete submissive to his ego.

"So..what kind of work do you do Mr.Liu?" Selina always knew how to properly entice a man. Men were like light switches, all you had to do was switch it on. It was just that easy.

"I'm a lawyer."

He strutted his way over the way overly confident cocky men do. This was a man who was use to getting what he wanted. But he had never met a women like Selina.

Mr..Liu handed Selina the drink.

"A lawyer?" Selina said. She wanted to ensure that he knew that she was impressed.

"Fancy." She whispered as she rimmed the tip of the champagne glass with her finger.

"Have a drink." Han said as he caressed her collar bone.

"I don't think I've ever been in the presence of such powerful man like you Mr.Liu. I have to admit. A man like you makes a girl like me feel - timorous."

"Timorous?" Han repeated.

"Timorous." Ada repeated back. Han leaned in closer for a kiss.

Just then a security guard walked in.

"Mr.Liu. There is an urgent call on line one."

"Excuse me."

Perfect timing. Ada slipped out of the little bag from her bra and dumped the pill into Mr.Liu drink. It quickly dissolved. She had hoped Lisa was dumb enough to take the pill and do it herself. It would of been fun to have her caught by his security team. And it would of distracted him.

Ada glanced around quickly. She needed to get familiar with the layout of her surroundings - and she needed to do it fast. Her outside liaison had tipped her off of a potential lead in regards to Mr.Liu outside dealings. Word on the street was - he was importing a rare imported good all the way from Zimbabwe.

Ada glanced around the pent, which had an open floor plan with the exception of two large double doors leading into his office.

When Mr.Liu returned, he made no intention to apologize for his absence but instead opted to return to the conversation, placing his hand on her thigh.

"Yes. A lawyer indeed I am." He gave her a malice grin of bad intentions.

After all, he regarded her as just another gal from the streets. Guys like him had only one thing in mind and then they would dump the girls back where they found them.

He made effort to caress her thigh and swindle her with sweet words that left nothing but a sour after taste in the pit of her stomach. If only he knew who he was really dealing with.

Selina stood up as he  to guzzled the rest of his drink.

Score.

He would be out in a matter of minutes.

"Restroom?" She asked politely.

"Down the hall to your left. You can't miss it."

Ada began to make her way down the hall when Mr.Liu said, "and do hurry. I don't like to be kept waiting."

He winked at her. But she could tell he was impatient. He wanted to get on with the deed. He wanted to abuse her body in every way. She could tell by that look. It reminded her of harder times. Times when she was just a youngling on the back streets of Gotham City. People like him had no idea how hard the streets of Gotham can be. People like him just take and take.

On her way to the restroom. She continued to memorize the layout. She had to be sure if this plan did not work out she would be back again and this time not as a the bimbo Ada. She was very calculated in every body gesture she made.

She moved quick to avoid suspicion. Lucky for her, the guards remained outside of the main entrance.

Mr.Liu was a man of privacy given the lack of cameras. She was sure they would be placed throughout and so far no sign. However, through her experience - no cameras equaled to no valuable goods. Or at least none that he kept here.

She could see the double doors to his office from the end of the hallway. She glanced around as she swiftly made her way over to them. Ah, there they were. The cameras facing the hallway that led to his office. Just my luck, Selina.

She kneeled down as if to fix her shoe and pulled out what looked like a small flash light and aimed it discreetly at the camera.

Click, click.

As she clicked it twice, this would temporarily disable the cameras for five three minutes. A nice little gadget she had gotten her hands on in Spain.

Selina could hear her heart thumping aloud. She lived for the rush - she always did. Even as a kid when she roamed the streets of Gotham ripping off gangsters and drug dealers. To have the blood pumping through her veins at a state of danger. The thrill of being caught. It drove her crazy. It drove her mad.

She placed her ears against the doors, nothing. Boy, would having her cat mask with her now would come in handy. She would be able to hear clearly through the doors. But she had to do this old school.

She gently opened the doors. The office was nothing more than what she expected - more expensive leather couches and old Chinese paintings. Ada pulled out a small recording device that she had hidden. She quickly placed it under the desk.

There was a large painting on the wall of a geisha. This man wasn't stupid enough to have a safe behind there. Or was he? She hadn't had much time to look. At least not now. She would have to return at a later time in full suit and gear.

When she returned, Mr.Liu was out cold as expected.

Tsk, Tsk, Tsk.

Selina strolled over and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. She flossed around his hair and unbuttoned his shirt. She grabbed the remaining champagne bottle and dumped half of it down the drain. She looked over and saw another unopened bottle of champagne and zinged it open. She made her way back over and began pouring the champagne all over his beautiful white Persian rug and Italian leather couches.

Eh, What the hell?  She thought.

She took a swig. She wasn't much of a drinker but every now and then she could appreciate a nice glass of wine.

She splashed a little champagne over his face and body. This would help leave the impression that his blackout was alcohol induced. He had plenty at the club and who knows how much on the ride over to his pent. It would be easy for him to assume that all the alcohol had catched up with him.

He would never be able to handle a girl like Selina. Not in this life time at least; hell not even in his next.

When he would wake, Selina would have already been long gone.