The Hustle

Chapter 6- Pushing All the Right Buttons

The pure anger burning in my lovely captors eyes was enough to make my heart sing. Classic male boss, I could've guessed he'd be mad, but this mad? Oh how absolutely delightful to remind him of his place. He may have muscles and money, but my brain moves quicker than he could even imagine and it makes him furious.

How darling.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" Ah the truly pissed tone in his voice was quite rude, honestly his idiotic question barely warrants a response. I raise one of my eyebrows and open the door behind me wider showing his two lovely guards cold on the floor.

"So much for a security detail. Who forgot to lock my door?" I scanned the room to see if anyone has an oh shit moment, when the rage burning in the princes eyes was almost palpable I knew he was the one who left me in there. Well that's absolutely hilarious.
"No fucking way darling, you left my door unlocked? After I managed to steal your car, you thought a pair of fluffy handcuffs and one, not even both, of my feet being chained up was going to stop me? That's quite embarrassing sweetheart, and honestly quite rude." I smile at him, and almost immediately the man to the princes left bursts out laughing. Like a full on belly laugh, wiping his tears away,
"Cousin, no, please tell me you did not-" he paused to start laughing again, "holy fuck you idiot, what is wrong with you?" Prince Charming slaps him upside the head, and he continues to laugh to himself albeit a smidge quieter. Prince Charming pins him and the other guys, all hiding smirks and stopping their own laughter, with a death glare before turning that pretty face of his on me.

"If the restraints didn't make it clear enough you are not welcome at this meeting, and although you made it out of your room you will not be able to make it out of this compound. So I suggest you start acting with respect, before I make you," at this my temper flared.

How dare he.

"I do not owe you respect simply because you demand it, I am a lady and an extremely valuable asset to have in your hands. To try and treat me as some lapdog you can tell to sit, will simply never fly. No one has escaped here before because you've never had me, I had the opportunity to kill you not even two minutes ago, do not make me regret my decision to see what the purpose of me being here is. I do not tolerate disrespect, especially not from idiotic men like you,"

Oh yeah motherfucker try and say something eloquent like that, the smooth brained primate sitting before me could never. He didn't lock the fucking door how does he expect me to just simply respect him?

"Cousin, before you burst that vein in your forehead might I offer a suggestion? I think she should be welcome at this meeting," the man to the left of Prince Charming smirks and make eye contact with me winking. So far he's the only one on my list of people to pardon when I rampage through here.
"Enzo, as my right hand man and cousin, I'm telling you to shut the fuck up and remain in your place," Prince Charming practically growls out at him.

Clearly alpha doesn't appreciate anymore disrespect after my grand entrance. Nice to know my fans name, Enzo. I'll be sure to write him a thank you when I have the opportunity. His added prodding has made this more entertaining for me.

"Hunter, as your right hand man and cousin, I'm telling you stop being an idiot. You have a beautiful woman in the room with you and you're upset that she has talent? Talent that we are currently searching for and in desperate, time sensitive, need of?" The smart ass look on Enzo's face combined with someone finally recognizing my talents has considerably lightened my mood. At least someone around here recognizes I'm quite the treasure. How no one else seemed to notice is quite disappointing. However, half the men at this table are too busy appreciating my behind physical treasure, and the other half my front physical treasure, to notice my accolades and potential. Typical.

"Enzo, I am going to smack the fuck out of you later, but for now, Hustle dear take a seat. He's got a point. Your particular, uh skill set, could be of great use." I sit in the seat nearest to me, farthest away from Prince Charming, who I now know is Hunter. What a dumb name.

"Too bad you were quite rude earlier, my particular skill set is not interested," I push my hair back over my shoulder and glance down at my nails. My left pointer finger chipped when I clocked the door guard with the baton. Ugh. Not only did I have to clobber a bunch of useless thugs, I have to get my nails done over too? What a waste of my time getting kidnapped is turning into.

I glance back up at Hunter and make eye contact with Enzo winking at him. For no reason, just to keep things interesting.
"Is there any chance that 5mil could re-pique your interest?" At that I glance up, payment of 5 million would really do my bank account well. I have fine money, but I hold a lot more of my wealth in physical objects, as I'm quite the collector of all things expensive.
"My interest is yet again piqued, but I need to hear what I'm needed for. I don't make blind deals, and I don't fancy being scammed," at this Hunter honestly seems to smirk even if only for a second. Interesting he found my joke funny when I literally scammed him out of a car. I wonder if he recognizes the irony in this, as I can clearly handle myself and I made him save me from a drunken dummy at a bad. And then stole his car.
"You will be working recon as a au pair in an affluent household. It's one child. Meanwhile you will be using your access to provide us with information, and eventually an extraction of an individual from the house." A nanny? Sorry but I'm simply not going to watch someone's kid indefinitely for 5 million dollars. I could just sell a painting or two and get that much.
I want more than that.
I want out of this country, and without any documentation of my existence I currently can't leave. However, I'm sure mob boss over here has some connections I can exploit to produce me a real fake identity.
"I'll do it. Under the conditions that a non negotiable ask of mine is seen through. I want legitimate identification and documentation, I'm sure you can have that figured out, right darling?" I smirk to him, not even bothering to hide my feeling of success behind a fake smile.

I may be in his compound, but I have the power here now. Especially in a recon position, he's left himself extremely vulnerable. All I care is that I never lose, hopefully Prince Charming is prepared to take that spot.