I needed to regroup. That instant.
‘You don’t trust me. Ok...,’ I let my gaze fall to the ground, pretending to be offended by his mistrust. ‘I think you should know something about me. I don’t take the Pleasures only for the money. I take them for the fun,’ I extended my arm to play in his hair. ‘It’s ok if you don’t want to do this. We can go back to a different scenario. I could always go change,’ I spoke with disappointment as I let out a small part of the straps covering my breasts.
‘No. I think we could do this,’ he was coming around to better sentiments.
‘Mr. Governor, I promise you that everything will remain here. You can thoroughly check my body before I leave to convince yourself of that.’
‘Oh, I will definitely do that,’ he snickered, driving his head to brush on the crock of my neck. ‘What’s your name?’ He asked.
‘It’s Carla.’ Obviously, I was lying, but he didn’t need to know that.
‘Carla, I think I’m going to put you on my all-time favorite list. Let’s do this!’ He shouted in excitement like a kid that just got some new toy. ‘Come, sexy. Tell me what you need,’ he walked out of the room, to the lobby, then stopped in front of another door. ‘Come,’ he called to me, entering what seemed to be the game room. ‘The safe is in here,’ he walked towards a wooden sculpture that almost covered an entire wall then moving his hand behind it, pushed it open.
I would have never found it there.
I was expecting a bank looking safe, but it was much more like a regular one. Except for one thing; it opened with his handprint. He needed to put his palm on the door to access the content.
‘Shit,’I could hear Ferris cursing in the earphone, but I couldn’t tell how bad things were.
Were we compromised?
‘Let’s only take the money, I don’t want to get any titles ruined,’ he spoke taking out three stacks of dollars as I was trying to peek into the safe without him noticing that I was staring.
‘That’s perfect!’ I showed off a satisfied smile when in fact, there were no real signs of satisfaction. Besides a few other stacks of foreign currency, I didn’t get to see too much, so I still had no idea if he had recordings or anything we could use against him in the safe.
‘Back to the bedroom,’ he shook the money in front of me, expecting another fakeyayyyyfrom me.
‘Can you call someone to get us something to drink? Alcohol has this effect on me....,’ I purred like that would be the fuel that would set this night on fire.
‘No need, he walked towards a bar on the other end of the room and pulled out a chilled bottle of champagne, along with two glasses from a rack. ‘You take these,’ he extended the bottle to me since he was busy carrying the money packs.
At least something was falling into place. We needed to get back to the bedroom. This was it!
The most difficult part of the mission was coming up next.
‘On the bed,’ I jumped a few times with enthusiasm as he was throwing the money on the bed and preparingthe scene-the murder scene in my opinion.
‘Now, for the rope,’ he spoke, drooling all over me.
It was time.
The fucking robe needed to go.
With shaking hands, I pulled on the cord and opened the robe, letting him see the exquisite lines of my teddy.
‘Jesus,’ I heard him murmur with a faded breath. ‘Vanya was so right to send you here.’
‘Let me pour us both a drink,’ I spoke, heading towards a small table where I had sat the bottle and the glasses.
‘No, let me do it,’ he cut in front of me.
‘How chivalrous,’ - and how wrong for my plan.
‘To new people in our lives,’ he toasted, but before I could clink my glass on his, my fingersslipped,spilling champagne on the carpet.
‘Oh my God, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened. I’m never so clumsy.’
‘Ibetyou’re not. Don’t worry, I’ll refill it,’ he rushed towards the table to replace my drink, giving me just enough time to slip a sedative into his glass. That was the favor I asked Brax for a day ago. I needed to drug him.
