Chapter 2 The chance

Atasha decided to act. She acts drunk and isn't able to function normally. If she had to act like she's running to a man that seemed to drug*ed her drink, she'll...

"Drunk a little, but... someone spiked my drink, and I feel..."

She shakes her head and touches her neck. Acts like she feels hot and weird. "It feels hot... I feel dizzy. I feel weird... I don't know, but I really have this feeling that someone drug*ed me..."

She speaks as convincingly as possible. She has to make Gael DeLuca believe her. "Boss... it's not possible. This place is..."

His right-hand whispers, but she can hear him loud and clear. "Damn! Kyros, handle the situation and make sure to close the deal. Give me the key. I'll take care of her before the one who spiked her drink will do so," he says.

She continues to breathe heavily, panting, caressing her neck. She has to make sure her acting is solid and convincing! On the contrary, this man smells great.

She has an issue with perfumes. She hates most perfume scents, and the one she's using didn't trigger her migraine.

"Here, boss. Drop her by and come back as soon as possible. This might be... you understand what I mean," the man named Kyros says. Gael DeLuca nods. He looks at her.

"Let's go," he says, meeting her eyes. "Thank you... I'm sorry if I'm interrupting-damn!" She acts like she's getting more sensitive.

"It's okay." He suddenly holds her waist and legs. She's not surprised when he carries her.

"Don't look at me. Close your eyes and breathe... you'll be in trouble if you keep on noticing that you're with the opposite sex," he says. Atasha closed her eyes and followed his order.

She needs to get along with his requests. She has to make a good performance. The moment that she completely invades the DeLuca family.

She can start to destroy them from within using her hacking skills. The next thing she realizes is when a car door opens and Gael puts her down.

He also put on my seatbelt and hopped into his car as well. "Tell me where you live," he says.

She continues to act like she's in heat. She told him the address and that second place of hers was ten minutes from this bar.

"It feels so hot... so hot..."

She keeps on touching her neck down to her chest. The upper part of her boobs and her cleavage were exposed by the red satin dress she's wearing, hugging her curves in a sensual but enticing way.

"Don't worry. We'll be there in five minutes," Gael says. She tries not to react and makes sure that a single emotion won't ruin her act.

They indeed arrived in her condo complex. He was holding her and tried to help her walk properly until they entered an elevator. He leans her on the wall, but she purposely moves and senses his warmth.

"It feels weird... you smell good and... tasty," she whispers in his neck, carefully rubbing her index finger on his Adam's apple.

She can feel his heartbeat racing. A smirk lifts on the side of her lips. She makes a bold move and sucks his Adam's apple, circling its shape using her warm tongue. She even rubs her body in sensual motion, making her acting more solid.

Gael was supposed to meet a client at that dangerous party for underground people when his attention was caught by a woman who was shaking her head while walking.

It's the first time he saw her. What concerns him is the fact that the party was... Scary if she's just a normal lady. The moment he helped her.

He knew that this woman isn't used to the world where he lives. But at this moment... She became a threat to him. LITERALLY!

He looks at the number, and we're still five floors away from her penthouse. Yes, a penthouse, which means... She's fucking rich.

His focus was shifted because her warm body nestled against him was already dangerous, but now that she... He moans in silence and controls his emotion as much as he can.

She's a stranger, and he needs to act as a virtuous hero... He fucking has to! He grabs her shoulder and carries her, bride-style, and walks out of the elevator.

Fuck! Her warm lips and saliva remain on his skin like a mark. The moment he steps out of the elevator, he looks at her. "Which unit?" he asks.

"Number seven..." she says, breathing erratically. He checks the number and finds her door. "Go and open it. I'll close my eyes," he says.

"Just do it... 7-1-2-9-0."

He frowns. How can she tell a stranger of her house's PIN? Well, she might change it when she sobers. As soon as the door opens, he kicks it closed.

He went upstairs, and there are three rooms. The condo building was already famous and has tight security. The penthouse they have lives up to its name.

"Which door?" he asks. "Near the balcony..." she whispers.

He walks again and opens the door. She manages to open the light. He gasps. Her room smells like her! In every corner! He puts her down on the bed.

"I have to go. You need to bathe, but if you have any toys, it will be better. The moment you come, the effect of the drug will subside," he says.

He turns his back, but she holds his hand. He looks back. "I... I... don't have any toys."

She was breathing harder, and it looks like she's more sensitive now. "I'll bring you to your bathroom. After that, find a way to relieve yourself on your own," he mutters.

He was about to carry her again when she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him closer. "You already help me this much... then do continue to help me," she says.

Her beautiful eyes were telling me what she wants. His throat feels dry out of the blue. The invitation was too tempting, especially since she is his type.

Her body, her scent, everything about her is what he wants for his woman. "You didn't know what you were talking about. I didn't even know your name," he says. He grabs her waist and legs.

She pulled him even closer so that he ended up kneeling in front of this enticing woman. "Atasha... my name is Atasha Ricci. Now you know my name... Help me. I really need your help, mister..." she whispers, looking at his lips. Damn it!

He also gulps when he sees that she does. The tension was getting thicker, and yet his control was getting thinner. She leans closer, and their upper lips brush each other.

"Help me... hmm?" she entices in such a low but sexy tone. "Damn! You brought this yourself!" He held her face and kissed her!