The Seductress (On Hold)

The Target: Chapter 1

The wind danced through my hair as I sped down the highway. It was a bright sunny morning, so I decided to let down the roof of my baby. That's the reason why I loved convertibles; freedom of choice. At the push of a button, you can feel the sun warm your cheek. The next minute, the car is all yours, so you can grumble and bitch about your nocturnal bosses who call you at 6 in the morning for a conference. Which was my case now; apparently, they were unsure of the safety aspect of courier boys.

I pulled up outside the Landmark Tower, one of the many high rise office buildings owned by my clients. I handed the keys of my Merc to the gaping valet nearby. He never stopped staring at my ass as he stepped into the car; if he so much as bumped my baby, my ass would be the last joy he'd ever see. I'd make sure of it.

I made my way to the elevator, ignoring the hungry gazes and the greedy eyes I got. At this point of time, I'd all but gotten used to them. I stepped into the little chamber that'd shoot me 6 floors straight into the sky, trying, but failing to ignore the pervert behind me. The man was breathing down my neck, his crotch purposely pushed up against my ass, his hard on digging into the small of my back. I stared straight ahead, aware of lecherous eyes that were basically unclothing me on the spot, attempting to keep my cool. But when he squeezed one of my cheeks, I couldnt help but drive my stilleto heel through the front of his shoe, making sure my elbow hit him square in the jewels when he bent lower.

The elevator doors dinged open and I walked out with a devilish smile on my face as the pervert let loose litany after litany of curses. Aah, sweet revenge..

I pushed open the cold metal doors and stepped into the conference room, immediately greeted by 3 very wrinkled, very chubby faces. They sat at one end of the huge table, obviously waiting for me. I pulled back a chair directly opposite them and settled into it, the slit of my cream number revealing glimpses of tanned flesh. "So, gentlemen, I'm here. Let's get this started shall we?"

Three heads nodded in unison once, and I couldnt help compare them to the Three Little Piggies. And here comes the big, bad wolf..

"Yes, yes, sorry to call you at such ungodly hours, Miss Van Burke. I hope we didn't interrupt any of your..business," Piggy to the left said.

I smirked and crossed my legs underneath the table, the material riding up and uncovering my legs and thighs. The clear glass tabletop hid not a single bit of my legs, and three sets of eyes roamed over the exposed flesh. 

"Nothing of import, sirs. But I do have a couple of appointments I have to keep soon after yours, so if you please..?" Lie, my calendar was free today, but what was the harm in catching some shut eye  before I started my homework?

All eyes snapped up to meet mine and the middle one stammered,"y-yes. Well, let's get down to business. You have heard of Skyline inc, have you not?"

I thought for sometime before speaking,"I am familiar with that name. The company has its hands in almost all fields of industry, including fashion, malls, residences, etc. They have ties in food, education and all sorts of commercial sectors. They own shares ranging from Boeing, United, even Coca Cola. The CEO, Jack Skye, graduated from Yale, has a degree in management, and was recently involved in a massive sex scandal about his alleged illicit relationship with his secretary in the early 2000's..I'm sorry, I cant recall any more."

All three Pigs gaped at me, mouths hanging open. All three shut at the same time, a smack resounding through the empty room.

"Good Lord, woman, if you were but familiar with the name, I'd hate to see how much you'd know if you actually studied about the person," Piggy to the left said, while the other two dabbed their foreheads with tissue.