A Dangerous Captive (Completed)

11. Target 1 Pt.2

Song: Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing - Queen Kwong

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Adelaide

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"Tell me everything of note that happened in the time I was out of reach. When I'm back, I'll take your place at the table and I will be able to hear their conversation for myself. Continue to report to me through the piece if anything serious comes up. Put the waitress outfit on and start serving." I pushed past her and took a stabilising breath.

I hope 5 euros is enough for this.

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I looked at the clock on the wall exactly ten minutes later, carefully sliding into the seat that had been Jaekyung's not long ago. 

I spotted her from across the room and curled my lips up the slightest bit, showing her that I was ready to hear what she had picked up. 

I kept my eyes averted until I heard the familiar crackle in my ear. 

"The man is the Target's business partner. Brought to help negotiate with Romano. For the entire 10 minutes, they've been throwing crude jokes around about the women servers and their exposed breasts. Romano is doing well in playing the part. Their negotiations are close to finished. They plan to leave to a hotel close by. They have separate hotels and cars. Over."

I had to fight myself from grinning, this was going to easier than I thought. 

I sat up straighter and let my shoulders roll back, helping my breasts stick out a little more. 

I moved my arse a little backwards, making it seem bigger than it was, and made sly eye contact with the target. 

He was staring directly at me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jaekyung enter the room and pretend to make herself busy.

I bat my eyelashes and pretended to shyly look away, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, exposing my breasts more.

Bite the bait, I thought.

I could feel a familiar gaze settle on me. 

Romano. 

He didn't know about the abrupt change of plans but I hoped that somewhere in his pea-sized brain, he would have figured out that the man that sat beside the target complicated things more than he should.

I didn't look over to Romano, my gaze flitting from the table to the target before I finally tilted my head a little, indicating I wanted to leave with him and ever so slowly, slid out of my seat, shimmying my hips as I strutted out of the room.

It took exactly two minutes and 38 seconds for the target to round the corner to where I was leaning against the wall, letting my dress outline my body.

This was almost too easy. 

I watched as he stumbled over to me, putting his mouth beside my ear forcing me to fight the urge to gag. 

He desperately needed a mint.

"Why don't we go somewhere a little more private? My hotel room, for example." He tried to whisper seductively in my ear and instead somehow made my ear sopping wet. 

Ew.

I giggled a little and I felt his body relax, he thought he was going to be rejected.

At least he knows I'm way out of his league,