Imperatrix

chapter 16

Pulling the sleeves of her short red long sleeved gown, Jack made sure they covered her tattoos on her left arm before stepping into the elevator. She looked at herself in the full mirror and made sure her hair covered the earpiece. The elevator dinged and she stepped out, she scanned the area for Dorian, catching sight of him seated in a corner of the restaurant.

Oh well, lets get this over with.

She walked across the room to meet him, maneuvering her way between tables.

He got up on seeing her, “Good evening,” he said and pulled out her chair for her.

“Hello,” she said sitting.

“Might I say you look very beautiful tonight,” he said trying to be sweet.

Dude I always look good, tell me something I don’t know.

If there was one thing Jack had in abundance, it was confidence. She had a lot of trust in herself.

“Thank you. You look quite dashing yourself,” she replied blushing. They looked at the menus and called the waiter over to place their orders. They talked and laughed after they were done eating and she flirted shamelessly with him.

“Come on, lets get out of here,” he said calling the waiter and paying their bills. Then he took her hand and led her into the elevator. The door hadn’t even closed completely when he pushed her against the wall and began kissing her, running his hand up and down her thigh.
Jack shuddered in disgust, but he mistook it for pleasure.

The doors opened leading into a small hallway with several doors on each side. He pulled her to the fifth door and slotted his key card in and the door opened. He closed the door after them, immediately grabbing her again, but she pushed him roughly and he fell on his bed.

Dorian smiled and lay back thinking it was a part of the foreplay.

“Hello Dorian,” she said, and his face turned ashen.

“H-how do you know my name?” he stuttered.

Jack locked the door and went to sit on an armchair facing the bed she slid on white synthetic plastic gloves, then she pulled a gun from her thigh holster. She kissed the gun before screwing on a silencer.

“You know what I love most about these silencers?” she asked, and he visibly gulped beginning to sweat, “They make a soft popping sound,” she said answering her own question.

“And do you know what that sound does to me?” she asked with raised brows placing the gun on the table beside and crossing her long legs. “It turns me on,” she said with a smile that would have made the joker proud. She heard Lucas gag in the earpiece. How embarrassing, she forgot that he was listening.

She looked at Dorian, and he asked, “Who are you?”

“Someone interested in something you have. You know what I want so let’s not waste time,” she said quietly, “Where is it?”

Dorian glanced at her before bounding off the bed and running for the door. She let him grab the doorknob before shooting him in the thigh. He screamed and fell, holding his thigh with both hands. Jack got up and slowly walked to him, she grabbed him by the collar and drew him away from the door like he was a rag doll. He was bleeding onto the carpet.

“Let’s see,” she said crouching down to inspect the wound, “It looks bad.”

“Please don’t hurt me,” he cried.

“Oh Dorian,” she said cupping his cheek and giving him puppy eyes, “I won’t if you just tell me where the tech is.” When he remained silent, she said, “You could just tell me where it is, and I’ll let you go, or we could do this the hard way.”