Hostage- taken by the gang leader

06- the baiting job

A half an hour later, I was staring at my final look in the mirror (image above). I took a deep breath and tried to push my insecurities away. I COULD do this.

Izzy convinced me to let her do some light makeup and I had to agree, it did really tie the outfit together. I was slightly flustered to walk out of here with this on, saying that the other three members were guys but Izzy told me I had to with a smile that kind of puzzled me.

What was the girl playing at? She just winked at me and gave me a moment to compose myself before I had to head down. Okay, I can do this. I am Brooklyn Summers, I can definitely do this.

I took a final deep breath and pushed my door open, walking cautiously to the staircase. Four people were awaiting me, all discussing the strategies for the mission to work out and I was slightly grateful they hadn't noticed me yet.

I started to walk down the stairs, my mind wrapped up in my anxious thoughts that I hadn't noticed the break in the conversations. That was until a wolf-whistle that caused me to look up with a slight blush on my cheeks.

I walked towards them and got an approving grin from both Blake and Noah, whose gazes were darkened slightly as they stared at me, surprise evident in their eyes. I felt like pulling the robe closer to me, slightly self-conscious.

" No," came a voice suddenly and I turned around to look at Asher, someone I had tried my best to avoid eye-contact with the whole day. He was looking at me with lips pressed in a firm line and emotions hidden from sight.

"No, go change. It's too revealing," He repeated and Izzy smacked him on the shoulder. "That is perfect to get the job done. The more revealing the better, didn't you say that the last time?" Izzy argued and he looked away, jaw clenched tight but did not utter another word as he stormed out of the house.

Who had pissed in his cheerios? I look around to see an equally confused Noah, a smirking Blake and a smiling Izzy. What were these two planning, I narrowed my eyes at the duo who shared a secret glance before staring back at me, feigning innocence.

I rolled my eyes, remembering when Callum had once told me each time you roll your eyes you gave a bit of your soul to the devil. I rolled my eyes again, at this point I was practically sold to the devil anyway.

We got into the car, where Asher sat stoically, fists clenched against the steering wheel the only sign of his frustration. Whatever, his emotions are the least of my worries at this point.

During the drive, Izzy told me I basically had to attract the attention of our target and bring him to behind the bar where everyone else would be waiting. I nodded my head in understanding and Izzy showed me the target once we reached.

He was sitting on a mat on the sand, watching girls who danced in bikinis as revealing as mine with lust evident in his eyes. Right, his weakness was obvious and I decided to use that to my advantage.

Noah discreetly placed a hearing piece into my hand which I placed in my ear, something that allowed them to hear me and I hear them.

I made my way to the dancing floor, standing right in his view. Just as I began swaying my body to the beat, I felt his heated gaze on me but I pretended not to notice. I just continued to keep my eyes closed and continued to lose myself in the music.

A minute later, I felt grimy hands drag my body to them and I slowly opened my eyes, feigning surprise as I let a small gasp escape my mouth. He grabbed my waist and leaned in to whisper in my ear, thankfully the opposite one from the one with the piece in it. "Can I buy you a drink?"

He moved away slightly when I nodded, a smirk donning the twisted features of his face. I had to hide the feeling of disgust I felt just looking at him as he took my hand in his and took me to the bar.