Monogamy

The First Meeting spells trouble

     As Red walked into the club the familiar stench of booze and cigar smoke filled her nose. The strobe lights flashed, occasionally lighting up a room full of drunk and sweaty, dancing bodies. She couldn't help but be disgusted as she looked around the place. Not only did it look like some abandoned building, that was deemed unsafe with tons of safety violations. There also seemed to be some major health violations as well. She reminded herself not to touch to anything. Who knows, she would probably need a tetanus shot after.

    Her eyes disguised with brown contacts darted around the room as she all but fought her way through the crowd in an attempt to get to the bar. When she finally got through she couldn't help but take in a deep breath. She determined this would definitely be her fastest completed mission. She didn't want to stay in this place any longer than she had to.

"Bloody Mary please," she ordered simply. The bartender nodded before letting his gaze travel up and down her body. She had on a black, skin tight, leather dress. There were no straps leaving her perfectly tanned and creamy shoulders out. her C cup breasts were barley contained by the dress and her large but toned thighs were completely exposed as the dress barley covered her ass. Of course she could feel his perverted gaze on her. Just like most of the men in the club tonight. So she chose to ignore it just the same . She could only blame her stupid mission objective for having to come out like this. Never had she felt so trashy and humiliated. She would most certainly burn this ridiculous thing when she reached the safe house.

Luckily he chose not to say anything and went ahead and made her drink but didn't forget to leave his number on the napkin under her cup. She couldn't help but snort when she saw it. Deciding since he hadn't said something completely shameless she wouldn't throw it away immediately but as soon as she left she would dispose of it. In a way she was giving him face.

Earlier when she walked in she had already noticed the target David Larusso sitting in a far corner. He was actually quite handsome. middle aged, blonde hair, blue eyes, slim but you could tell he worked out. Topping it all of with all white suit and blood red penny loafers. It was hard to believe someone with his looks and temperament owned a run down shack like this but nothing surprised her these days.

The tables and booths near him were all clear. As two buff men in black suits stood exceptionally still blocking the view of them from majority of the people. They were most likely standing guard to. If anyone tried to enter they'd be dealt with. Behind them, three men were seemingly discussing business with, David. She had also noticed that one of those men happened to be one of sexiest male specimens she had ever laid eyes on and that was saying something. She hated good looking men. She never looked twice at them. To her all they brought was trouble.

His hair was raven black , slicked back and styled. His eyes were cold. A mixture of sea blue and sterling gray. Giving off an aloof yet serious feeling. His dark grey suit, tailored to perfectly fit his muscular body making his overall image sharp and appealing. He could almost be mistaken for a king.

She had been so entrapped in his looks she didn't even notice his eyes had gradually landed on her. When their eyes met she couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath. Fu*kkk. there's no way he's human. She colluded as she immediately tore her eyes away. Even in her line of work. There was one word to describe a man like that. DANGEROUS. Under no circumstances would she get involved or so she thought. The moment he looked at her it felt like he could see right through her. Her façade , her secrets. She hated it. Now she wanted to leave more than ever.

Out of her peripheral vision she continued to watch the table. While ordering a few drinks here and there and having slight conversation with the bartender lucas. Who she found out was not only her age but not a complete perverted asshole either. He told her a little information about the owner David. Not giving her anything useful that she could use against him though. As far as she was concerned he was a handsome, piece of shit who needed to be exterminated. Though the description he gave was nothing compared to what the agency said. Making her wonder if he was just that good at keeping secrets or there was something amiss. She watched as the men continued to drink and laugh. Only when she saw them take out a contract did she plan to make her move but it was as if grey suit read her mind.