Fatal Affair

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Looking at Richard, who seemed like a child who had made a mistake, Emily smiled and said, "You may not have much s****l experience, but that's okay. Let me teach you, just like our first time."

Richard finally understood. What Emily wanted was a first time experience, where she seduced Richard to take control.

Emily flipped over and straddled Richard, but instead of immediately engaging in intense lovemaking, she started with gentle foreplay.

Her tongue, soft as silk, kissed Richard's lips in a long French kiss, intertwining their tongues together. Each time they parted, a long strand of saliva would stretch between them.

With a swift kick of her foot, Emily removed Richard's pants, revealing his eager c**k that sprang out like a spring the moment it was freed from the fabric, continuously twitching with excitement, the tip of his p***s glistening with pre-c*m.

Emily's lips left Richard's and trailed down his chest, across his abdomen, getting closer and closer to his c**k.

Meanwhile, as fate would have it, David drove Olivia to the hotel downstairs.

Olivia stared at David's profile, surprised to see him lost in thought. She wondered, "Could David be thinking about that slut Emily again?"

To lighten the mood, Olivia smiled and said, "David, why did you bring me to the hotel? Are you planning to make love to me?"

"This is the file," David snapped out of his daze and handed Olivia a folder.

As Olivia opened it, her heart raced. She hadn't expected their mission this time would involve eliminating the man in the file. It was a challenging task, and David was clearly reluctant, explaining his frequent absent-mindedness.

The photo in the file was taken decades ago, with the name "Bryan" written on it.

Bryan used to be David and Olivia's superior, even the captain of many assassins. He had nurtured these children into killers, earning him the nickname "Godfather" within the organization.

And David was Bryan's favorite student.

Even the most callous killers found it difficult to go against Bryan, but now he was on top of the organization's hit list for betraying them.

Years ago, Bryan had killed all the organization's guards and stolen their personnel files. For a killer to stay safe, the confidentiality of their personal information was crucial. Once this information was leaked, they would have nowhere to hide.

Facial recognition in public transport, police searches, analysis of modus operandi—all these factors could spell doom for the killers. Their enemies and rivals would stop at nothing to seek revenge, as not every killer was without family, putting their loved ones in danger as well.

Bryan had been missing for years, but now the organization had pinpointed his location to this hotel.

Olivia couldn't help but wonder why Bryan had returned, why he had shown up in David's city, and what his intentions were!

"Olivia, don't get distracted. Remember what I taught you, what Bryan taught me," David said coldly.

Olivia chuckled, "Got it. If you can't do it later, I can take over."

"No need. He's just a target for me."

In the hotel room, surrounded by smoke, Bryan smoked his cigarette one after another.

The soundproofing in the hotel wasn't great, or perhaps Emily's moans were too loud, which made Bryan smile involuntarily. "Young people these days are truly wild."