The Sex Trafficker

Time Tells

Sam's POV:
"It seems you're enjoying yourself, Sam." Boss taps the glass of wine in his hand as he looks around the room filled of people dancing. My jaw clenched as I tap my foot.

"Give me a bit more time sir. She isn't that easy." Boss looks back at me and chuckles.

He takes a sip of the wine and slowly adjusts his tie. "Sam. If you can't do this simple task then I have no other choice but to have John take care of it himself. All of a sudden things aren't that easy? Matter of fact as you were saying, she isn't that easy? Never heard that from you before Sam. I'm feeling a slight disappointment."

I think of the time I once fell in love. Sex trafficking isn't the easiest job, even for being in the highest class. If I don't do my job I will end up like Marky and his family. If I fail boss I have no other choice but to do it myself.

"Mind you she's not the only girl you're to be trafficking. I hope you got your shit together. Having you killed at this very moment would be pleasing to my very eyes, but for now as to you being the highest of all ranks I need you to do your job."

"I won't fail you." I pat his back and head out the room. I see Ashley at the corner of my eye as she smiles my way. God she's fucking hot.

As I try to leave I find myself not being able to. The temptation of being able to fuck her is in the air for me. I stop at my tracks looking her way. She bites her lip and begins touching her breasts.

Wouldn't take too long would it?

I make my way towards her grabbing her by the throat and kissing her slowly going down to her jaw. She stops me and puts her finger on my lips.

"What a bad boy you are Sam." She giggles and grabs me by the tie making me follow her up the staircase.

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Violet's POV:
"What is taking so long!?" I check my phone to find that it has almost been an hour. I roll my eyes looking out the window when I suddenly hear my phone ring.

Idiot: Hey, enjoying yourself? I just met a hottie over here and he's already tryna get in my pants. Hehe. ;)

Me: Funny. Nothing just chilling with Sam at the pool side. Crowded as hell.

Idiot: Hey, don't make me an auntie just yet. Be safe on your way back home, I might just follow this guy back to my car. Xoxo

I smile offing my phone and looking back out the window. I don't want to ruin Star's night, maybe he's still talking to that old guy. I find myself constantly checking my phone and yet no update. Maybe I should ask Star for his number? Or should I just go In and check him?

My mind is constantly thinking of ways to avoid being in this car but I don't want to worry Sam that I had gotten kidnapped or something. My leg furiously tapping the floor of the car, that's it I finally had it and I get out walking back in the spot Sam and the man had been and are no longer there. I raise an eyebrow and I begin walking around trying to find Sam.

I enter the kitchen surrounded by the smell of marijuana and alcohol, a guy calls my name but I ignore.

I finally see Ashley's little delinquents and I ask Britney if she had seen Sam. Britney is far more nicer but still bitchy, pretty tall by 5'8, blonde hair blue eyes almost resembling Regina George. "Hey have you seen Sam?" I ask and she nods.

"I think he followed Ashley upstairs." She giggles alongside Ellen. I roll my eyes and walk out from the kitchen making my way up the crowded staircase filled with people making out. I go in room by room yet no sign of them. I see two guys by a door with their ears near the door knob giggling at one another.