Page 155 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
“Is this so you can watch me fuck your friend?” she asks, perking up over this idea.
“I don’t care what you do. This friend did something to me, and now I’m repaying the favor back to him.”
The blonde’s brows pull together. “You’re seeking revenge on this friend?”
“Does it matter the reason why?”
“No, not really. If you want me to do more than fucking, it’s going to be a thousand an hour.”
Ballsy, I like it. Money is really no object, so I agree to her exorbitant price. “Now,” I say, leaning over to where she is.
Her breath hitches as I get close to her.
“This necklace,” I say as I run my finger along the gold links, which hang against her creamy flesh, making goosebumps lace her skin. The jewel dips down between her breasts, and I let my finger follow its line till I pick up the jewel. “I’m going to need to put a tiny camera right here.” I let my finger swirl between her breasts.
She nods enthusiastically.
“Take it off.”
She hesitates for a minute, trying to work out what I’m asking. Am I asking for her to take the necklace off or her clothes? She goes with the necklace and hands it to me.
“Help yourself to the mini bar. This won’t take me long.”
She nods and heads over to the mini bar, and I hear the glass bottles clink as she searches through them. “So, why do you want me to spy on these people? Is it corporate espionage?”
“Yeah, something like that,” I say, looking up from my tools for a moment before getting back to the job at hand.
A couple of minutes later I’m done, and I’ve packed my tools away. I grab the invite and the money for her before getting off the sofa and walking over toward the woman to hand her back the necklace. She takes it from me, inspects the jewelry, and seems satisfied before placing it back on herself. The necklace is a little shorter as I need the image to not be distorted by her breasts.
“I need to add this tiny earpiece to the back of your earrings, too,” I say, showing her the tiny device.
She nods and turns around for me.
I place the small device right at the back of her ear, then step away from her. “This is your way in,” I explain, handing her the note to her mark which is written on a piece of hotel stationery, and a swipe key to get to the penthouse. “Once you’re in, relax and have fun, but at some stage I need you to bring this guy”—I hold up a photo—“to the window, so I can take some photos of him. You know, in a compromising position.”
“Did this guy fuck your wife? Is that why you want revenge?”
I nod. Sure, let’s go with that if it makes the entire charade more believable for her.
“What a dick, and what a bitch your wife was to cheat on a man like you. You’re not with her, are you?” she says, looking me up and down hungrily.
Ignoring her, I continue explaining the plan to her. “Once I have the photos, I’ll let you know I’ve got them and then the night is all yours to do what you like,” I say as I hand her an envelope stuffed with money.
She takes the envelope from my hand and begins counting the money. She slows down and slowly looks up at me in surprise. “There’s ten grand in here.”
“You’re going to need it after tonight.”
Her smile fades.
“Like you said, he’s a dick,” I add not wanting her to back out now when we’ve come so far.
“This is like an asshole bonus?”
Yeah, something like that. I nod in agreement, making her smile as she places the money into her clutch.
“Your man is in the penthouse, but I’m going to need you to go to the lobby and get yourself a drink while I set myself up. I’ll contact you via the earpiece. Let’s try it out.”
Ushering her out of my room, I close the hotel door. “Can you hear me?” I ask.
