HIDDEN | 18+

Chapter- II

Walking through the hallway, my eyes scan the entire place. The ball was yet to start, specifically two more hours, so all the doors were locked as well as the guest rooms.

Derek had informed me about the ball this morning, I was to be presented here as the date of the host. 'Fake date' to be precise.

What happened to the real one if you ask? The body's in its place. We don't like to leave proofs.

1 hour 42 minutes to go.

I needed to hurry.

In front of me, was the hall which was going to be filled with the richest of the riches shortly. To me, they were not of any use except one.

But now, this wasn't my destination.

Turning left, my eyes zoned on the bar. The bartender was putting finishing touches to all his decorations. Seems like—quite dedicated in his job. Unfortunately, I don't care.

My gun was safe in my dress pocket, the knife in my boots. Better be prepared than be late.

A blood shaded dress covered my body. Real blood? Maybe.

Red never fails.

"Rowan has reached the location. You have fifteen minutes to complete this plan before the chairman comes. Over"

Its already over.

Swaying my hips, I walked towards him, face plastering innocence. It was a matter of seconds until his eyes fell on me and stayed there.

Derek made sure the cameras were hacked by then. We would show them what we wanted to show them, which is nothing.

The dress merely came till my thighs and the cut in it definitely made my panties visible.

It was made for seduction.

His eyes raked over my body, going upwards from my legs, over my hips, my racks and finally to my face.

The glass in his hand stopped midway.

I smiled sweetly when I reached the counter top. No one could tell I was here to sign his death certificate.

"Hey" I was the first to start the conversation.

"13 mins to go" The Bluetooth in my ear stated.

"Hey, the name's Arnold. I've never seen you around though" he asked leaning down towards me.

"I'm Nicole, Nice to meet you" I offered my hand.

"Nice meeting you too. s**t, so unprofessional of me, what can I get for you darling?" Just what I expected.

"A glass of wine would be perfect"

"You got it"

Giving me a last look, he turned around to do his job.

"10 minutes"

I went around the bar, towards where he was. He wasn't a second late to notice me and my 'intentions'. Hands outstretched, he pulled me into his arms by my waist and started sucking my neck.

Gross

The syringe went right on his neck. Gasping once, he didn't have enough time to comprehend what was happening for he was already out.

Thump.

His body fell onto the floor. The last look he saw was me taking away his license. He won't remember. For sure. That's how sedatives work.

Rowan came out of his hiding. Attired in the same outfit, and same face.

"Do it fast. We only have 7 minutes to conceal this body"

Rowan quickly started tracing his fingerprints and affixed it onto a transparent glove.

All which we'll do, everything would go over his shoulders, as it would be his fingerprints the police would find. Me, Rowan would be far from the list of suspects.

It was roughly before three minutes that we were able to finish our plan of action. Everything was perfect.

Now the wait until he comes.

"Vanessa, come to room 4034. Derek is waiting with some work for you. Over"

I nodded at Rowan and he went towards the bar, doing what the man inside the closet was doing previously.

I went towards the elevator. I had the entire building on the tip of my tongue.

Eleventh floor.

The doors opened to reveal the penthouses, one of which was room 4034, in which was Derek.

4032

4033

4034. Yess, found it.

The door opened up to Derek sitting on the sofa, with one leg over the other. The glass of whiskey, his liquid of choice stayed in his hand, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows.

All in all, he looked divine.

His eyes met mine. A smile glazed his lips.

"Come here babe" He called me towards himself.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!

I moved towards him. He pulled me on his lap when I reached him and smashed his lips on me.

Honey and mahogany, that's how his lips tasted.

He could never control himself in front of me. Even when he was small, he always had been attached to me. And now, when he had the right to do me whenever he wanted, he never compromised.

Kissing me hungrily, he spread my legs with his hand. Both over the armrest. I was spread out like a feast over him.

I was right about what work he had in store for me.

His fingertips danced along the rim of my panties. His little, feather-like touches maddened me. I leaned my head backwards. His touch only brought me to this much pleasure. He was the king in this world of erotica.

A tearing sound brought me back to my senses. He had successfully ripped my panties with the blade that I had in my boots.

This man.

"You did a fantastic job today babe. You wanna get rewarded, yes?"

I nodded quickly.

"But today you'll reward yourself"

I looked at him confused. Reward myself? How?

His laugh reached my ears.

"Just listen to my every word, yes?"

I could feel him being aroused under me, and it was enough to make me aroused too. Hell, I was aroused the moment I entered this room.

His voice brought me back from my thoughts.

"Touch your p***y lips for me darling" he whispered.

Shit

I moved my left hand to my p***y, doing exactly what he directed me to do. I rubbed my vertical lips just the way he wanted.

I rubbed it slow, secretly touching the c**t ever so often. That bundle of nerves is the main spot. One touch and poof you come.

But my mischief didn't go unnoticed my him.

"You aren't doing it right Vanessa. Let me"

Uh-oh.

His fingers went towards my c**t. Lightly pressing, he started to rub, gradually increasing the speed. My mouth fell open due to the pleasure, as if I had lost my voice.

"This is where you wanted your fingers?" he rapidly started rubbing the spot.

I nodded in answer.

"What? I didn't hear you" He asked while kneading the c**t like crazy. I was quivering, shaking like mad. Drop by drop, my arousal fell on his shoe.

He suddenly scooped the juices with his other hand and put it in his mouth.

"f**k" I muttered.

So hot

"We can't waste that now, can we?"

Two minutes had roughly passed but his pace didn't slow down. I was moaning, shouting like crazy, trembling over his lap.

He started to slowly roll his fingers over my p***y, coming near my hole but never entering.

"Mmh f**k" I rolled my hips to get some friction, in response of which he slapped my p***y twice.

"You want to c*m?" he asked biting my lips.

"Yes please"

Finally, he stated rubbing me the way I wanted. Nice and slow. I was moaning now and often and biting his neck. The pleasure was too much. I closed my eyes, enjoying his every touch.

I was seconds away from coming when he put two of his fingers, whole, into my hole and started fingering me wildly.

I basically shouted when he increased his tempo more than ever. The movement was so intense that the whole of my lower body started shaking.

The last straw broke when he bit my n****e over the dress.

Ropes and ropes of liquid gushed out and hit the floor. I squirted.

"Where do I meet the host?" I asked while fixing the dress I was going to wear for the ball.

"Roger's Road, in front of the bar—Black Night. I have already sent a message telling him that you'd be there. He texted back saying he probably would be there by 20 mins" Derek said looking into his laptop.

I walked towards him and hugged him from behind.

"You got it love" He said putting his hand over mine.

"Of course, baby"

After all, the fun begins now only.