Dangerous Love

PROLOGUE Part 1

The music at the disco blasting like hell.

"Yeah you toss like gun, I know it to run.. Yeah this world can get so lonely.. Yeah the paper and pen were my two best friends cause the sad songs understood me.."

I managed to sway my way from the real life zombie of the dance floor without spilling the tray of drinks in my hand. What's in it again? I barely know the name of the cocktails but they all taste so good. I curved, grooved and squeezed in my slender and apparently, overly-glittered body until I reached my destination. The only safe place so far here in El Pueblo Del Diablo.

"Yeah all my dreams were keeping me from sleeping.. 'Cause there's something so fun being young and being dumb 'cause you're not afraid of feeling.."

The name of the club seemed have it pretty appealing despite the true meaning of it. (The Village of The Devil). Well being here is like a sin already how much more doing explicit activity in here. What can I say more. It's a party den more promptly a legal department occasionally made possible by rich men and women for a shot of pot session galore.

"Yeah all of your demons are kicking and screaming but I'll never leave them behind... Yeah maybe I'm crazy but don't try to save 'cause I never felt so alive..."

Yeah, this is what it was made for. It serve as a sin and s*x club. Nothing to explain further. It was quite normal especially here in the sin capital and the home of casino. None other than, Las Vegas Nevada. Where drugs and party never stops. At least according to the wealthy white and Hispanic mothef***ers.

"Hey Higgs! Another couple out there want another 'one'. Mind to assist them?" I called for someone standing behind the bar who gave me a poker face look.

"Yeah when they knock you down, down, down kid gotta stand up (Stand up) stand up (Stand up) yeah when they gotcha down, down, down gotta make your own luck (Own luck) own luck..."

"Kay. Man the bar for me." He monotonously ordered and handed me the formula slip. "Try not screw it this time." Then left.

I rolled my eyes as he was reluctantly making his way from where I came in, unconsciously shoving every single body that comes on his way.

"So tell me I'm outta my mind give me a sign take it one step at a time I know it's gonna be fine open your eyes, shut up and give it a try yeah when they knock you down, down, down kid you gotta stand up (Stand up) stand up! And everybody go Ooooh oooh and everybody go Ooooh oooh and everybody go Ooooh oooh."

The lousy hookers and drunken men gave him way eventually. No one's ever dare to cross him here. He's known as "The Bulldozer" honky with a ridiculous beefy muscle and gigantic height. On my judgment was approximately 6'5. He is Higgins or I prefer to call him Higgs. A no-brainer muscle man here in El Pueblo. In his height and body built, definitely he was fitted to man the entrance as bouncer. Perhaps, he is the bouncer.

But he was obliged to man the bar because of a slight incident that occurred last night. Okay, I will not lie to you guys but much of that incident was actually my fault and I'm guilty as charged. But I don't want to tell you the detail..

"Yeah you're eyes like knives and there's nowhere to hide yeah the world can cut you open... But all the scars they prove that I found my way through.. So I always keep 'em showing.. Yeah 'cause I'd rather have fun being young and being dumb than to save that spot in heaven.."

Someone was coming at the bar. I tried to look busy and not to panic. How should I serve the drinks? I'm not a bartender! I'm just a promo girl of great mixes with Chivas Regal. What could it have to do with mixing those booze?

"Can I have a bottle of scotch please." He ordered and flashed his suave smile.

Whew! That was close. At least that was easy.

"What year and Label sir?"

"Just the usual." He continued to smile.

I gave him my trained smile. "In a while sir." Damn how should I know? I'm just new here. This was my second night at the club. I didn't get the chance to rove the whole place yet and do a round check. Damn. What to do?

"Yeah when they knock you down, down, down kid gotta stand up (Stand up) stand up (Stand up) yeah when they gotcha down, down, down gotta make your own luck (Own luck) own luck..."

"Excuse me, you're new here?" He mused still plastering his smile. God he was so deadly handsome.

"So tell me I'm outta my mind give me a sign take it one step at a time I know it's gonna be fine open your eyes, shut up and give it a try yeah when they knock you down, down, down kid you gotta stand up (Stand up) stand up! And everybody go Ooooh oooh and everybody go Ooooh oooh and everybody go Ooooh oooh.."

I hesitated at first but there's no way I could hide it nor do something about it. "Yeah. Sorry, can you just repeat your order sir?"

"No surprise. They never have a girl bartender around here." He made a laugh that sound like music to my ear rather the noisy beat at the background. Damn! Am I drunk already? He seemed so cute when he smile.

"Sorry for inconvenience sir. But the real bartender is on the other business right now. Can I get you something else?"

It was a common knowledge to the patron of this club the 'other business' I'm talking about is high substances of euphoria. Ecstasy pills, m*******a, Angel dust, cocaine or meth. Name it, they have it here but the best seller, Hell dust. It's quite obvious isn't it? Besides he seems oldies here. I guessed.

"No problem. Just dry martini then, mixed not stir."

I almost open my mouth but decided to shut it. Scotch is far more easier than dry martini. At least I don't have to do the mixing thing and stuff.

"And everybody go Ooooh oooh"

I faked a bravado. He seemed to notice the nervous look on my face and smiled. God he's such a flirt.

"It's okay. Just give me what you got here." He just dropped the order again and leaned on the bar placing his face on his palm.

Is he trying to buy me now? The nerve of this... Handsome specimen.

Oh wait! I totally forgot that I'm on my disguise. You literally forget that you're a promo girl tonight Quinn. Be on your track. Focus.

I gave my one hell of an actress smile. An Oscar award winning smile. "It depends on your need sir. What do you want at the moment?" I offered boldly matching his crude.

"Well, I'm up to something new. What can you offer me aside from your beautiful and gorgeous smile." He teased with another unadulterated smile. Damn, I can tell he so damn good at this. Preying on girls.

"I have to warn you beforehand. I do know how to bite."

That won him a manly laugh. "Surprise me then." He continued his flirtatious act on me.

I managed not to roll my eyes on his face and feigned my interest. But seriously, he's not bad himself. He wore his dark cobalt suit very handsomely and have a menacing look in his piercing blue eyes. He must be a spoiled Billionaire's son or some sort of celebrity. After all, we're neighbor to Hollywood.

He also have a dark suave and sleek hairdo which made him look like James Dean or another Gatsby guy. Obviously, this dapper dude have a great impression to every women around here. Women with eyes for money but not for me though.. Sorry not sorry. He's not my type. I'm into bad boys.

And he's too young. At least under 20's. 19-17 of age give or take.

"So, miss.."

"Crystal." I lied. It just popped up and seemed lying is my second nature now. It was easy for me as breathing.

"Crystal. I'm Richard Nixon." He sold a banter.

"Hi, Mr. Former President." I bought it with a tease.

He gave out another boyish grin. "Can I talk to you out of the bar?" It literally means, 'Can I take you out?'

"I don't think so, my boss going to kill me if I leave my--"

"Sure you can leave now." Tim just popped in out of nowhere. He's my boss actually. Well, The manager of this club and the one who hired me for the job of giving away free drinks at the crazy floor of dancing and raving party people. Yeah, and.. He's a pimp too.

He grabbed my arm and nudged me to take the leave while making a fake smile which his best effort to sell something out. Or someone rather. "She's just new here. She's fresh and pure. You can take her Mr. Castillo." He offered me as if I'm the main course in the menu. He could also follow it up with Bon Appétit.

"But sir.." I tried to get out of this cruel and sticky situation but I guessed I can't get it so damn easy.

Tim glanced at me a warning look. 'Don't argue. Just do it' Kind of.

He quickly turned to the guy I used to like which right now turning to huge dislike now. He just let us settled the negotiation at the table argument.

"But I'm just a promo girl! I'm not a hooker!"

"Nah, you silly little girl. That goes the same way." He literally pushed me out as in, kicked me out of the bar!

I tried to control myself not to grab a bottle of beer and dab it on his skull. Damn. I'm going to be sell out for s*x!

"She just don't know what she's saying sir. Don't mind her, she'll get used to it." My boss gave another sales talk ignoring my deadly glare on him.

"That's fine. I just need someone for a talk." The Big asshole jerk said. Damn, I'm starting to hate him now.

Really! That's your understatement! So original. Maybe you mean 'pillow talk'.

I puffed my anger and tried to be sane. Okay, it's not the first time I've been sold for this kind of trade. Well, I've done so many covert missions before this. This is not new to me. And like the old times, I can escape this. Just trust yourself Quinn.

I sighed the negativity and played this sick drama. Since I got into this, there's no choice but to tackle with it. With poise, wit and classic way. The Old Quinn's way.

I marched my way towards him. He patted his hand on the seat next to him. I ungraciously filled the seat with crossed arms. 'You can't get through me' kind of wall I puts up between us.

"So, Crystal. How long you've been in this environment?"

Huh nice! Is he an undercover asset or top rated people's magazine? He didn't seem familiar.

"Not so long ago. Couple of years now. Why?" I managed to rein my horses. He don't seems threatening like I mentally pictured him inside my head earlier. (slightly forget my building hatred on him)

"From the looks of it, you don't seem to like it here. Why this place?"

I gave him a ridiculous look. Are you kidding me? That's what we're going to talk this whole night long?

"I have no place to go. And bills are so f*****g high. It's the easiest way to earn bucks. Besides, I don't do school." I confessed. Most part of them are true. Specially in my situation right now.

"Really. That's sad." He said looking sympathetic.

There was an awkward silence between us after that.

"Are you looking for an adventure that's why you came here?" I fired the first ice breaker question.

"Nope. Just trying to cool down. But taking a shot is not a bad thing specially if this 'thing' is what I'll do for the first time." He smarted and raised his hand to order. "Dry martini for me and sangria for her."

"Bloody Mary. You suppose to ask me first what I want for my drinks." I corrected him.

"Oh, sorry. I thought you might need a starter." He gave his smile again flashing his perfectly white teeth. "Bloody Mary for my lovely date." He repeated his order while not taking his glance away from me.

Is it just me or he's so damn gorgeous with that smiling face?

"First time?" I asked as the bartender do our cocktails. (which by the way, Phil the dim-witted waiter whom Tim just placed in to fill out the task.)

"Nope. But it's been a while since I've been here. I just got back here from my long staying in England. Kinda missed the noise and the s**t here."

"So, you're a Brit bastard."

The orders came right on time. (That was so fast!)

"No, I'm American-born. But I still have the accent." He sipped his drinks.

"Nice." I bantered. God this is getting old.

I took my time on my Bloody Mary. I kinda have an affinity to anything red. Just like now, I'm so damn sexy with my ruby red, glittery cropped top with micro-skirt. It show all of my asset which making me a walking danger. Dangerously gorgeous.

He stayed silence from that moment and turned his full of attention staring at me which making me tense all of a sudden.

"Do you like to dance?"

"No, I don't dance."

I gave him a naughty smile and grabbed his hand. That was the first time that we got a physical contact. It made a friggin' chill just by that simple hand contact. Is he a man of electricity? Damn, he have a high voltage effect on me. He seems to have an affinity to electric though.

I shook that sudden feeling and led him to the heart of the dance floor. We swayed to the tune of the crowd's groove. I was so consumed on hating this guy that I overlooked his manly beauty. He was indeed taller than I thought. I'm pretty confident with my height of 5'7 and a half but I was just at his shoulder.

I started to groove my body and did some good booty dance. Yeah, I always slay the dance floor when I'm doing that.

I was enjoying myself to the groove while he just stayed there standing like an i***t.

"Oh oh oh oh oh whoa... Oh oh oh oh oh whoa... Oh whoa.. Come on sing it with me!"

"Oh c'mon. Just feel the beat." I encouraged him and pulled him in. I demonstrated a sleek dance moves to jazz up the fun. A sexy dance perhaps.

Party people got more frenzy by the presence of the vocalist.

"Come feel my heart

It's beating like a drum and I confess

When you're around

It's like an army's marching through my chest

And there's nothing I can do

I just gravitate towards you

You're pulling on me like the moon

I just wanna get you sideways

I say anything I can to get me more than just a dance

Tell me where to put my hands

You know that you could be my favorite one-night stand"

While he, just stared at me, very amused. He begun to copy my moves. He was lousy one but he's not a bad dancer. I led him the steps. We even grinds together.

"What would do if I told you that I Lala Lala la-love you. Do if I said it tonight..."

(Crowd mimicked the vocalist singing at the background with a signature rock hand gesture)

"What would do if I told that I Lala Lala la-love you.. Cause you know I Lala lala lie... Whoa.."

He started to snake his hand on my slender waist. I grooved the moves. My killing dance moves. He seemed to enjoy while I'm brushing my body on him.

"You're like a song

A beautiful symphony to my eyes

So take me on

I wanna sing along all through the night I'm not like the other boys

Cause with you I've got no choice

You make me wanna lose my voice

I just wanna get you sideways

No, I'm not the type to lie

But I might just start tonight

Let me turn off all these lights

You know that you could be my favorite lullaby"

I momentarily glanced at him. He looked pretty turn on. Do you like the tease? Jerk off you fool! You will never have me.

"You get me higher ah.."

I was actually drifting away from him and literally finding my cue to go but he reached my arm and pulled me closer.

"Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Tonight ah.."

"Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Tonight ah.."

"Sounds like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Tonight ah.."

"Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Like a symphony.. Tonight ah.."

"Going somewhere?" He whispered.

His hot breath delivered a tingling sensation on my sensitive ear.

I could feel he was so turn on. I could tell because of that little guy poking at my bun. He was literally hugging me behind. "I thought you don't know how to dance." My voice was kinda raspy because of that rigorous show off.

"You know I Lala Lala lie.. Whoa.."

"Who said I don't know the jazz. I just don't feel dancing but you make me so alive tonight."

"Is that your cheesy pick up line?" I almost laugh. It was far more horny than the song that just ended.

"Yeah I guess. I almost forgot you're name, can I call you mine?" He intentionally bumped on my bun brushing his already angry pet.

"Yeah right." I must admit, he's not a novice. He just know the way to turn on and off his Casanova jazz.

"Make me scream for pleasure then." I brandished my feisty ego. I put my hand on his shoulder and the other one placed on his hand holding my waist keeping me from my escape while making a steady eye contact with him leaning against his broad chest. His body sizzled at my back.

"Don't make a negotiation here at El Pueblo. You might get what you wish for." He sniffed my neck and lingered there for a while.

We slowly dance and fumed the intoxicating pheromones in the air. He's really into chase.

Damn! It will not be easy this time.

The live music still blaring at the scene. I almost forgot the name of the band but it sounds familiar to me. Anyway, they were always in the house to produce the live front act every other night. They're actually homegrown artist.

"Let me hear you guys singing with me.. Make some noise El Pueblo!" the vocalist encouraged the crowd again.

They made a loud, crazy and ear-wreaking havoc as the beat of the drums begun to pound again and the LED display dancing in the rhythm.

"It's so fake, this world of ours.

More satellites than shooting stars; they're all around.

Yeah, their broken hearts on the boulevard,

You know this world'll leave you scarred and let you down."

As the crazy people surrounding us, we just take it slowly navigating our hands to our respective bodies. I made my turn facing him once more. He's pretty well-toned body built for a young adult.

"But leaving here with you, what a view, we'll be living on the dark side.

Yeah, right here, right now, we'll leave this crowded room..."

He held my right hand and placed it around his shoulder making me step more closer to him and that made me feel the jerking up underneath his pants. It made me feel uncomfortable. I've never been this close to a man. Well, except when I'm doing judo stunts.

Then he placed his both hands on my waist while we dance the song crazy beat

"I'll take your body to the mo oh oh on moo--oh on.. And I let you turn it around

Girl, let's show me something new.

Let me watch you take it off now.

Baby, we don't need these lights,

'Cause you'll be seeing stars tonight.

I'll take your body to the moon.

Let's fly.

Let's fly..."

"You like the song?" I screamed out as the loud music was so overwhelming. Not to mention, the loud screaming of the fan girls.

It was a Goddamn concert anyway.

"Yeah. It reflecting my thoughts right now." He returned with the same gesture.

"I see, you do like it." I need to cut this now.

I need to run right now.

As in right now.

How about now?

"Do you have plans going out?" He made the damn call.

I was mentally blocked at that moment, my thoughts are getting blurry. And funny was, I absently nodded. Hell No!

"Let's get out of here." He directed me to move out while his hand still on my waist. He's a kind of person who has a tendency of being possessive. I marked that out.

He managed to navigates me out of the jumping and howling crowd, chanting the lyrics together with the vocalist.

"So tell what do you have to loose? Don't let this moment pass us by...Right here right now we'll this crowded room..."

"You're a fan of that band?" He whispered to my ear so close I could almost taste him.

His musky cologne starting to intoxicate me.

"Nah, they're regulars here. They always have gig almost three times a week. I don't know, for stage performance and for a whiff of heavy smoke." I explained and created a space between his sizzling hot body. I tried to advance my stride for a chance of loosing him in the sea of concert goers.

It didn't work though.

"Where to go from here?" He vaguely asked with another ridiculous smile on his face again.

I could almost wear out of it but no, it just intensified the effect. Damn him. Damn him for making me confused. I've never been this...distracted.

"I don't know. Have a place in mind?"

"Don't ask me. If you let me choose, you might get a taste of heaven right away." He followed me in tow. Dogging me out.

"Don't flatter yourself, Neophyte." I rolled my eyes. Although there was a part of me got a little excited.

Excited what?

"Crystal, Do you want to go back to the bar?" He insisted.

I didn't answer. I was so engrossed on how I could loose him out of my way. Out of my mission. He's kinda disturbing now.

"Crystal." He poked the imaginary balloon of thoughts hanging above my head when he held my hand.

It ran delicious goosebumps from my head to toe. Is he a magician or what? How could he do that in one single touch of our skin?

"I'm calling you." He perked my full of attention.

I sighed. The distress sigh and it was a bad sign. It means I have to go physical with him. Not the other physical but...oh forget it.

"Listen.." What's his name again?

"Richard." He supplied.

"Okay, Richard. Dick." Ha, I mentally laughed at that.

"I'm not really into––" I caught a side glimpse on someone who just came in and flashed his showy entrance to the manager. The ever been greed Tim.

I almost lost the train of words but I managed to remedy that. "I mean, my mouth got dry, let's grab some drinks."

He looked a little surprise but he hid it by faking a smile. "Yeah sure." And led me back to the bar.

He never removed his hand on mine. He secured me by wading some bodies in our way. He even blocked me from some DOM checking me out.

I must say, he's kinda chivalrous but hey, I'm not born yesterday mister. You can't catch me with that pathetic display of concern although he's kinda nice guy. I must give him that.

We searched for any room for us in the long busy bar. Unfortunately, there was none at the sight. I nudged his arm and chose to go inside the alcove of the club. On my judgement, it was where Tim ushered the newcomer.

"(Hey) Havana Ooh na-na..(Ayy)

Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (Ayy ayy) He took me back to East Atlanta, na na, na All of my heart is in Havana (Ayy) There's somethin' 'bout his manner (Uh huh) Havana ooh na-na"

The music was different. The concert stage was far from the alcove. It was at the center of the ground floor. The alcove was at the upper floor. It was for the big time VIP member of this club. The loud, hoisting sound cannot reached us up here or maybe it was made soundproof part of the club.

"Oooh-oooh-oooh I knew it when I met him I love him when I left him.. Got me feelin' like Oooh oooh and then I had to tell him I had to go, oh na-na-na-na"

(Ah! Ah! Ah!) somebody's making out.

Except from that disturbing sound.

"Havana Oh na na."

(Ah! Ah! God you're so..awesome Maria!) And they're doing it so damn good.

We tried to ignore the getting busy couple. I mentally cursed myself. Wrong move. Sleek Quinn. Just terrific.

He spotted a seat near the lounge bar. He pulled my hand while I was doing a quick search for my target.

"You're drink?"

"Surprise me." I said dismissively.

I have to do a quick and sleek exit now. My target came just as I expected.

"Do you have any plan on going back to school?" He asked pensively after he made the order.

"Huh?" What kind of question is that? I gave him a dubious look. "Are you a priest? Are you going to exorcise me?" God he's ridiculous.

He gave a hearty laugh at that. "Just curious here. You seems a high school student to me."

I gave him my 'What the f**k is wrong with you' look. "I...don't know. If I have a chance maybe." Hell Quinn, when is that going to happen?

"I think we have the same thoughts. If I have another chance, I will try harder."

"You dropped out school too?"

"No, it's just that.. I have something that I wanted to acquire so badly, but I failed. I wished I tried harder regaining it back." He toyed his glass of scotch whiskey in one hand making the ice glistened at the rim. The lighting made his face look luminous.

Stop it. Stop it, you have nothing to do with him Quinn.. Oh screw it!

"Why, what happened?" I held his hand that resting on the bar.

"Nah. Just a typical drama of my ironic and stupid life." He sighed then hurt stained his face.

It was a quick second before he came back with a fake smile. Even that smile was a sorry smile.

I didn't notice this just now but, He really looked familiar. Yeah, I've seen him. Probably on the internet or TV screen.

So I dropped the idea on snooping behind my target and stick with this crestfallen guy.

I can catch up with him later or the next other night which is two days from now. It was a square root to never.

"Tell me. Who knows, maybe I can help you out." I urged him.

He displayed a decent grin and held my hand. He suddenly noticed the ink on my wrist. "Nice tattoo."

"Oh." That's the moment I withdrew my hand and picked up my drinks. He ordered margarita for me. So nice of him.

"I got this when I was 16." It suddenly came out in my mouth without even thinking. s**t!

"Cool. You seems to have a very nice teenage life." He sipped on his scotch and took his time savoring it in his mouth.

"Not that bad I think. That was also the time when I stopped school." And another confession. Again without any exerted effort. really Quinn?

I looked at him closely. He's quite young to be a businessman and too young to become a cop. Maybe he was a priest in his past life. I feel like I'm confessing my life to him.

No, young lady. Don't ever think about it. No one should know you're here. It's a secret remember?

"So you're youngster too. You already admit it."

"Shut up." I gave him a quick glare.

"How old are you?" He became more deviously cunning with words. All of a sudden he became a different person. Who is this guy? He might also have a split personality syndrome.

"Does it really matters to you? Besides, you need me as your date tonight. It's not even a nice topic talking about me. I've never even got your real name."

"I gave you my name. It's Richard Nixon."

"Shut up. I know it's not your real name."

"Would you give me yours if I give you mine?"

"This is a club. Do you have any idea where you are right now?"

"Then that says no. You're not Crystal. I called you that name and you didn't answer. It means you don't own that name."

God! It's not going to end. I rolled my eyes automatically.

"Stop playing smart ass, Mr. Castillo."

He froze. As if I said something wrong. Then recovered quickly and drank his remaining scotch in one swig. "You don't know me."

It was my turn to laugh. "Yeah right. So, why do you come here? Don't give a crappy excuse, please." Then sipped my margarita. Hmm yum I could marry this guy for giving me this drink.

"I told you. I'm just trying to have fun. Clear my head for a while. Before I.." He gave me the look that almost scrutinized my soul. "Before I get back to them."

"Sound's like an evil plan to me. Did they really do that bad to make you loose your head here? Kid, it's a very polluted place. You should at least choose much decent one."

"You sounds like you know a lot. Tell me, Crystal or whatever your name.. Do you have some place to go tonight? I can share my flats to you for a night."

I faked my interest and gave a giggle. A charming one to make him feel I'm into it.

"Is that how eager you are to have s*x with me? Damn you're too sleazy Man." I finished my drinks. "But I'll give you a shot." I challenged him with eye contact.

He have a dark blue eyes that glittered with wickedness. Devilish snare and killer smile. Damn, he's a f*****g pretty boy I must say.

"Many have told me that I can make someone fall in love with me by just staring at his eyes for only ten seconds. I say it's my charm that's why I always ended up in a good place." I started.

"Really? I can tell, they're too patronizing on your ego." He spoke nonchalantly.

"Wanna try?"

He gave me a naughty glance. "Are you making a bet?"

"Let's see if it works with you. If not.. I'll give you one hundred bucks. If I win, you give me one hundred bucks in return."

"Make it One fifty."

"One hundred and fifty?"

"One hundred and fifty grand. Call?"

Ooh, rich kid huh? I almost whistle but I held it. It's too unladylike.

"Deal." I gave my hand to make it casual. He took it and shook my hand.

"Okay, do you have a phone?" I started. I left mine at the dressing room. (Which by the way, much decent to be called stockroom)

He handed me his cellular phone. I set the timer. When it was done, I faced him grinning to myself. This is going to be easy.

"You'll just look at me in the eye. If you look away then you lose. And if I look away, you win. Clear?"

He just nodded with his naughty grin hanging on his face.

I started the timer. We were just literally staring at each other and waited who will going to be first to cut the stare. The timer was about to alarm. Still, he won't budged to blink.

I gave up. He was so difficult to be hypnotized by my charm. And when I was about to dismiss the timer, he suddenly grabbed my face making me landed to him and before I could react, he already captured my lips. He was so fast that he caught me off guard.

First it was a simple smack, then he dampened my lips urging me to open it for him. I didn't know what's got into me but I yielded. His kiss was so damn hot. His taste was mixed of scotch, mint and a slight of smoke. I gave him an entrance and he didn't waste the chance to explore my inner cheek by his tongue. And before I noticed it, I was answering to him kissing him hard.

I got carried away to that bold approach that I nearly forgot my intention of escape. I smoothed my hand on his suit while he caressed my back by his quick hand. It took a while before It came to my mind that I was actually messing around. So I slowly moved away from him. We both looked please for that one juicy kiss.

"Wow. That was awesome." It was all he can say. Smiling again. The dirty smile. His cute dimples made a nice display on his cheeks.

"Not bad for a newbie." My sultry voice was quite rehearsed.

I wonder how it feels like getting under him. He seems to be a nice guy with bad boy reputation in bed. That thought made me smile. Nah, he's a tease. He was just here to mess around, that is quite obvious. And you have no time to spare to comfort him tonight. You've got some work to do remember?

"Do you wanna leave this place now?" It was his signal. He's really into it. I could see it very clearly.

"Let's go and get some." I replied in feisty manner. The one that he was waiting from me to say.

I held his hand leading him to the innermost of the alcove. The rooms were lined up for y' know what I mean. For conjugal room and stuff. Made for the comfort and relaxation. My ass.

It was also room for spa service and other leisure which I presumed my target was currently taking a nice extra service from our ladies. I could track him from here.

When we reached the entrance of the hall going to the room, he suddenly jumped on me and kissed me making me lean to the wall. I tried my best not to show my disgust and put a nice pretense in his expense. Oh what a man of debauchery. At least try to make a room for us can you?

I pushed him gently and place a motherfucker smile. "Let's get inside.." I slurred faking my wanton desire to screw him. God I'm so good at this.

He didn't seems like he heard me because he started to wander his two proving hands. He started to smooth his hand on my right boob cupping it gently and his other hand was on my thigh easing to part my legs.

I gritted my teeth and tried not to suck in my breath. Man, he didn't look like it but he's no beginner. He knows what he wants and he gets it in his own time. A typical rich man's bastard.

"I think your lust can wait.. Now, shall we.." I whispered to his ear as he was busy sucking my neck. Sounds like a vampire but yeah, I felt that his teeth slightly raking my sensitive skin. Nipping my neck intentionally.

For the first time, I wanted to harm him. I was urging to bite his ear and tear it apart. I managed to get my tranquilizer syringe out of my garter. Which almost close of being discovered by his proving hand.

I slip it at my back hanging on my waist. I gently pushed and kissed him when he pulled out from kissing my neck and shoulder.

He answered it very hungrily. This man was too consumed by booze, (maybe smoked some weeds) and lust. When I pulled away, I smiled at him and saw his hungry eyes on me dying to devour me. It was the first time I got creep to the bone. Oh my God! What am I doing?

I grabbed his hand and pulled him to follow me in tow.

Of course he willingly came along with me and followed my lead. I opened the door and as we reached inside, his enthusiasm got a little wilder. Which was part of my plan.

He was busy kissing me and leading me to the bed that he didn't notice my hand reaching the syringe.

I faked it by unzipping my upper clothes. I pushed him to the bed which sent him flat on his back. Then I fidgeted the syringe at my back, uncapped the safety nuzzle and prepared to inject to his neck but he rose by sitting up so I automatically sat on his lap and gently pushed him back to the mattress again. I have no choice but to flash my breast. Though I'm wearing silicon bra that have no back support. (E.g. Angel's bra)

He was so delighted to see my naked torso. I mentally rolled my eyes. To spice it up, I shoved it to his face. He inhaled the scent and that was my cue to jump on him and injected the drug, emptying its content. He jerked up from the sudden pain on his neck and looked at me with shocked face.

"What did you inject on me?" He asked in dumbstruck.

"Sorry, I'm not cut out for your entertainment. But you're so cute. I've never been treated like you do. But.. I have no time to mess around with you." I tapped his cheek. "Sleep tight."

I rose from his lap in instance that he tried to get up but he stumbled awkwardly due to his wobbly knees. The drug was already working on him. "Damn you! What do you want?!"

I rolled my eyes as I was collecting my bra and my top. "Will you just shut up? I'm not after your money. I just need to get out of here. I have more important things to do than f**k with you." I put on my top then checked on him.

He was still at the foot of the bed giving me a dark look. Though he wanted to say something or stay up to harm me, his eyelids were already getting heavy due to drowsiness. I bet he was cursing me to death.

I was on my feet towards the door but I glanced back at him. He was pathetically sleeping, sitting up while his head was dropping low. His brown hair dangling on his face masking his shut eyes. It was an awful sleeping position. He will have a bad stiff neck the next morning for sure.

I sighed and rolled my eyes heavenward. I walked over him and placed his arm on my shoulder, lifting him up. I was surprised to his weight. "Whoa! you're so heavy." I almost stumble backwards but I managed to steady my feet.

It became too hard for me to put him in bed while his dead weight was burdening me. We fell off the bed. I grunted and tried it again landing him perfectly at the mattress so I did next was I dragged him at the foot of the bed placing ourselves at the center and intentionally did a free fall. I landed on his arm while the mattress gave off a cry and bounced because of the impact of our back.

I sighed and looked at his face. "You should pay me for doing you a favor. God! You almost broke my back." I sat up the bed and momentarily glanced at his sleeping face.

His breathing was calm and I instantly envied him. God, it's been a while since I have a nice sleep. I always stay up late to detect my target and do my stuff. Things like surfing the net for any intel online and connects to 'our secret' network or just do some research thing. Spy job ya know.

"You know what, you're so cute. I can only imagine how many girls have been fooled by your pretty face and your flashy smile." I mused and got the urge to play on him while he was sleeping like a log.

I smiled as he screwed his face when I was running my fingers on his face. "It seems even you're drugged you can make faces." I sighed delightfully.

I decided to get up and leave him soundly asleep. "Don't worry, your cash is safe. I'll let no one else disturb you here." Telling nothing in particular but myself.

I smiled by the thoughts that he was being tricked by my charm. "On the second thought, maybe I just need some cash."

I searched his pocket and took some cash out of his wallet. "Damn, you shouldn't carry too much money in here. You might encounter danger or worst, your death. Street thugs are very unforgiving here." I counted the cash and put his wallet back to his pocket.

"I'm just getting my reward. You said I can't make you fall for me." Then placed a gentle kiss on his lip. "I will miss this lips." And squeezed his cheek making sure he was still sedated.

"Thanks for the cash and that amazing kiss." I walked towards the door while giving a wave on him. "So long, Dick."