Mind Games

07-The Fair Lady (Pt.1)

|Florence, Italy|

She looks at him seductively, inviting him to get her. But she plays it not too easy and nice enough for him to wanting her.
"Wow. You're good." She can hear Tony's voice on her earpiece and smiles. She tuck her hair and whisper, "You have no idea." There is their target, takes the bait and slowly walk to her and sit in the chair besides her. "I watched you from my table. You came alone?"
"I did. Who's asking?"
"Daniel Feroche. And... what's your name, my fair lady?" He takes her hand and place a kiss on the back of it. "De Luca... Allison De Luca."
"Beautiful name... Ms. De Luca." Allison show him the ring on her finger, "I'm married, Mr. Feroche."
"Oh, pardon me. I didn't pay attention to...your ring Mrs...De Luca." He smiles rather more naughty and sit closer to her. "And where is Mr. De Luca, may I ask?"
"Oh, he's closing a business deal. I was alone in my hotel room so I told him I would....have fun here."
"Ah, trust me Mrs. De Luca..."
"Allison. Call me Al, Mr. Feroche." She put her hand on his. "Well, if you say so....call me Daniel."
"Right... Daniel." His hand is now on her shoulder as he whisper to her, "Well Allison, I suppose Mr. De Luca wouldn't mind if I take you somewhere?"
"Tony. His name is Tony and no, he won't. As long he does not know..." She winks and get his breath getting heavier.

"On the spot Grant. We know he likes married women. That should do to him." She can hear Tony chuckles and it makes her wanna laugh, so she mask it with a wide smile, "....is that 'somewhere' happened to be....your room, I suppose?"
"Ah..." He smiles, ".... I'm sure you'll like my room Allison. The view, the food......the bed."
"Yeah? Tell me about your bed..." She makes a heavy breath on his ear. "Rather than tell, how about....feel it yourself?"
"Uh uh. Lead the way Daniel."

Soon as they enter his room, he pinned her against the door and lock both her arms above her head. "You were being naughty, Mrs. De Luca. I love some naughty wife like you." He crash a kiss on her and then throw her on his bed. "Oh, things I would do to you on that bed..." He's about to jump in that bed but then Allison's phone is ringing.

"Wait a minute.... it's my husband." She pick up her phone, "Yeah honey. Of course I'm here...at the bar. No! What do you mean you got your people following me??? Are you kidding me??" Daniel looks at her, trying to figure out if she's in trouble with her husband. And then suddenly there's a knock at the door, so Daniel walk to his door and looking at a peephole. There's a man standing there, well-dressed. With a red outer. "Who's there? What do you want?"
"I believe you have something that's mine?"
"What?"
"Like my wife??!" Daniel then looks at Allison and trying to find a clue about what to do.

"Just open it, or he'll shoot before asking."
"Really? He's that despicable?"
"Yes! Why do you think I'm avoiding him for whole day??"
"Okay, okay. Let me handle this."

He open the door and Tony burst in with a gun on the air. "Whoaa. Mr. De Luca, can we talk for a minute? I'm sure we misunderstood about this...stuff with your wife." Tony smirks, "Well actually, I'm not her husband. And no, she's not married."
She chuckles, "I'm sorry Daniel. You are soo sooooo hard to find so.... I decided to play your game." She even managed to winks to him.

"Got ya Casanova. We are going back to the state." Tony bring him out to Gibbs who's been watching the whole mission. "Good job Grant. Not bad DiNozzo."

|Washington D.C.|

Back to the office after hours on the plane, Tony doesn't waste any times to go home. "See you tomorrow fellas!"
"Already?" McGee looks at him suspiciously. "Well, yeah McGoo. I...had a date!" He smiles proudly while Allison looks at him funny.

"What? Something wrong with me having a date?"
"Nope.... it's just I'm about to ask you out for a drink. Nevermind. Maybe with McGee..."
"Oh, I'm sorry I can't. My sister is back in town. I have a plan with her."
"Well, okay then. Gibbs is doing I-don't-know-what inside the director's office. I guess I'm gonna drink alone."
"Well that's pathetic." Tony looks at her funny. "No, actually I do it a couple times. Ended up with a guy each time." Now Tony looks at her in disbelief. "Really? You did huh...."
"Yup. I don't need a date. I'll get one on spot. Oh, and enjoy your date Tony. Don't be late."