On a pitch-black night, a building was very catchy; blasting music could be heard from afar, and the colorful lights were dimly lit.

Girls were barely dressed, and they were dancing to the music. In the dark corner, a man's gaze was fiercely feasting on a particular girl on the stage.

She wore a short flare skirt and a barely covered shirt. She twisted her waist sexily; every one of her actions left an effect on the men present...

She walked backward, swaying her hips.

"How is it going? Has our target taken the bait?" she asked, turning and giving a sexy stance. There was a small chip in her ear, but no one noticed it.

"Yes, he will soon make a move," Percy answered, watching the man who called his guard and whispered something in his ear on her laptop.

When she heard Percy reply, she smirked; no one saw her when she talked.

She continued dancing until her boss gave a sign to come down. She stepped down from the stage...

They opened a way for her, and she walked slowly to her boss's side.

"You need me, boss?" she said, hugging her boss from behind.

"Yes, Mia, someone just paid a large amount to have you tonight. What do you say?"

"Hmm, boss; is it this cutie right in front of me? If he's the one, then I will agree," she said, wrapping her hands around his neck.

The man removed her hand, and her boss laughed.

"No, he isn't the one, but his boss," her boss said, and she rolled her eyes.

"Are you accepting it?"

"Yes, for the sake of this pretty boy in front of me. I have taken a fancy to him, and I don't want him to be punished," she said, tracing his jawline; he removed her hand and walked away. She smirked and followed him.

He stopped walking when he was in front of a VIP door.

"Boss is inside, waiting for you," he said, standing beside the door.

She seductively stared at him before opening the door.

The room was dimly lit; a man was sitting on the sofa facing the city view. She stood behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders.

Her hands roamed his chest. "What do you want me to do for you, Daddy?" she whispered in his ear.

And the man held her hands. "Do what you are best at doing," he said, caressing her hands.

She smirked, and she withdrew her hands back to his shoulders. She took slow strides to his front.

She straddled him and unbuttoned his shirt. She placed her hand on his chest. Her hands roamed freely, and she enjoyed it.

She was quite satisfied with his body; he was body-built. She circularly moved her waist.

The man threw his head backward, moaning. Immediately he did that, her hands left his chest to his neck.

She tightened her grip on his neck, and he struggled to remove her hand, and she giggled.

The man was surprised by her strength. She didn't look muscular, but she was so strong.

"Hmm, look like you have done so many evil things; that's why your name was on the killing list. I must say your body isn't that bad, but I think your bodyguard's body will be more yummy," she said, laughing.

"Why do you want to kill me?" he asked with difficulty.

"I wasn't sent to kill you. I was bored, and I wanted to do something exciting, and boom, you became my target," she said, releasing her hands and standing up from him.

"Don't try anything stupid; I'm not that merciful," she said, removing her hairpin, which was a dagger.

She walked in front of him, twirling the dagger in her hands.

"Let me just get this done," she said, raising his chin with the dagger, smirking.

After some time, she dropped the dagger, which was now stained with blood.

"Are you satisfied now?" Percy asked through the device in her ear.

"Not really, but it will be enough to keep me sane for one month," she said, and Percy rolled his eyes.

"What of Mr. Handsome outside?"

"He's still standing by the door; he hasn't moved an inch from his position. You have to figure out what you want to do with him."

"Hmm, I don't know, but I'm sure I don't want to kill him. I can't remember the last time I took an interest in someone. If he sticks to his script, then I won't kill him," she said, fixing her hair and clothes.

She opened the door, stepped out, and closed it behind her.

"Stop," the bodyguard commanded.

She stopped, turned, and looked at him.

"Is anything the matter? Your boss is resting and said no one should disturb him," she said.

He looked at her suspiciously. "I want you to follow me inside to make sure," he said, and she furrowed her brows.

"Okay, if you insist," she said, and he opened the door, telling her to go in first. She smiled and walked inside.

The moment he closed the door behind him, she pinned him to the wall.

"Arrh, why didn't you just stick to the script?" she said in frustration.

He fiercely looked at her, and she smiled.

"Looks like killing you is the only solution," she said, strangling him to death.

She released her hand, and his lifeless body fell on the ground.

"How much time before they reach here?" she asked Percy.

"Hmm, an hour.

"Pfft, I think they need to be thanking me for always dealing with their jobs every time," she said, leaving the room.

"I don't think so; you're stealing their jobs, just to satisfy your selfish needs," Percy rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, did you leave what I wanted?"

"Yes, it's in the last door."

"Okay," she said and walked towards the restroom.

The restroom door opened, and a beautiful boy came out. He looked sideways before walking away.

In a dark office, the telephone on the table rang, and someone picked it up.

"Boss, the target was already killed before we got there."

"Did you find out who did it?"

"No, boss."

"Hmm, interesting; keep on searching. Don't let them take on any missions for the time being," he said and disconnected the call.

He relaxed his back in his chair, crossing his legs and folding his arms, and there was this mischievous light in his eyes.

"How's my schedule today?"

"Your schedule isn't that tight; you're free after six in the evening," the person beside him said.

"That's good. I think it's time for us to go back to the main branch. We'll move by seven," he said, standing up.

He walked to the side, picked up the remote on the wall, pressed a button, and the curtain opened, showing a

Scenery of New York City.

The sun's rays shone on his face, revealing a handsome, devilish face.

This was no other person than Owen Harris, the richest man in Thailand.

He's known for his vile ways in business. He's every girl's dream, but he doesn't like being close to the opposite sex. Rumours have it that he's gay, but no one knows if it's true.

"Boss, you have a video conference meeting with the executive branch in Europe."

"Okay," he said, leaving his office straight to the conference room. He sat down in his chair, which was facing the big flat-screen TV.

The TV screen lit up, showing the conference room in Europe with all the executives present.

"Mr. Owen, I have to say that the deal you brought up was quite satisfying," Mr. Ethan, the head of the executive, said.

Owen smiled and said, "Mr. Ethan, I'm glad that you like it."

"Mr. Owen, we will be happy to tell you that we will work hand in hand with you, and we will be waiting for more promising deals like this," he said, and the executives nodded their heads in agreement.

"Thank you for accepting my deal, and I promise you there will be more deals like this in the future," he said. The executives smiled.

"Since we both have settled this matter, we won't take much of your time. It was nice doing business with you, Mr. Owen," Mr. Ethan said.

"The pleasure is mine, Mr. Ethan," he said, and the call disconnected.

Owen looked at Lucas, who was standing beside the door. "Lucas, tell me, since you're my assistant; should I trust these old men?"

"Boss, I think we should trust them for the time being because this is our first branch in Europe, and we need them as our pillar for now. But when we have gotten a strong foundation, we can cut them off."

"Hmm, I thought of that, but I wanted to make it faster. We should make all their businesses go bankrupt before stepping in," Owen said with an evil grin.

"Boss, I still think we should stick with my plan."

"Really, why?"

"If we stick to my plan, it will save us a lot of trouble and money spending."

"Okay, if you say so. What's next in my schedule?"

"You have a meeting with every department head."

"Okay, after that?"

"Erm, okay, you have a scheduled dining plan with Mr. Robert and his daughter, and that's all."

"Hmm, looks like I can't postpone it again. How many minutes remaining before the next meeting?" he said, adjusting his tie.

"Five more minutes," he checked his time and answered.

"Hmm, move it forward. I want to see them here in two minutes," he said, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Yes, boss," Lucas said, leaving the conference room.

After two minutes, all the department heads were present in the conference room with sweaty and uneasy faces.

They were all wondering what they did to this devil to make him move the meeting forward.

Owen looked at all of their expressions before starting the meeting.

"Give me the reports of the projects," he said, and they passed it to Lucas instead; Lucas placed it in front of him.

He opened the reports one after the other, reading through them. Everyone present was praying that he wouldn't find anything wrong with them.

He paused for a while and looked at their faces before continuing to read the reports.

After some minutes, he rested his back in his chair, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

Immediately he did that, all the department heads were petrified. They all lowered their heads, crossing their fingers, praying in their hearts.

He reopened his eyes, and there was this icy look in them, and all the department heads knew that it was over for them.

"It looks like I'm paying you for free. What's with these reports? What with the designs? They are not fashionable enough. What about the colours? They are too dull," he said, looking at the head of the design department.

"The financing department, just to make out the budget of things, you're already making a lot of mistakes," he said, throwing the report away.

He kept on mentioning their mistakes one by one. Everyone present in the conference room kept quiet; they didn't even dare to breathe.

"I want you all to redo all these projects again, and you are dismissed," he said coldly. Everybody quickly packed their documents and left the conference room.

He pinched between his brows, standing up and leaving the conference room, and Lucas followed him.

They left the building to the parking lot.

Which restaurant did he pick?" He asked when he was inside the car.

"Your restaurant boss"

"Okay, that's great, tell them to prepare the private helicopter, will move immediately after the dinner"

"Yes, boss," Lucas said, closing the door. He walked to the driver's side, started the ignition, and drove off.

Inside a VIP room in the Silver Star restaurant, Owen was busy chatting with Mr Robert that he didn't notice when his daughter exchanged his drink

"Mr Owen, why don't we make a toast" Mr Robert said raising his glass and Owen agreed raising his glass

"A toast to our successful collaboration," Mr Robert said, drinking his wine, and Owen drank his too.

After some hours, Owen checked his time on his wristwatch, and it was six on the dot.

"Mr. Robert, I'm sorry I won't be able to accompany you for the rest of the day," Owen apologized, standing up.

"Mr Owen, what's the problem are you alright?" Mr Robert asked, giving his daughter a sign.

"Mr Robert, I'm alright. I just have an unfinished business to take care of"

"Okay, Mr Owen, if you say so, Mia escort Mr Owen out," Mr Robert said to his daughter.

" It's okay; there is no need for that, Mr. Robert; my assistant is already outside waiting for me," Owen said, leaving the room.

Immediately, he closed the door and held Lucas for support.

"Take me to the helicopter immediately"

"But boss your condition," Lucas said.

"I'm fine, just take me to the helicopter," He said

"Okay, boss," Lucas said, helping him to the elevator. When they entered the elevator Lucas pressed the button with no number.

The elevator opened and Lucas helped him into the helicopter...

"Which restaurant did he pick?"

On the rooftop of a hotel, a boy in black was standing there gazing at the sky. Anyone who saw him now will be dumbstruck by his handsomeness.

His phone rang and he picked it up.

"Hello"

"Perry aren't you coming back?, You already killed your target since eight but now it is midnight"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Percy; I'll be coming back now,", He said, disconnecting the call.

He placed his phone back in his pocket before looking at the city view.

"Today seems so peaceful, even the sky is beautiful; too bad I can't enjoy it till sunrise." He sighed.

He walked to the stairs; he never planned to go back early. So he took the stairs instead of the elevator.

He got to the twentieth floor, which was the highest floor. He noticed that the place was really quiet, which was weird.

He had never been the meddlesome type but this situation was very interesting to him.

He walked through the corridor, looking around, the place was empty.

"Hey, how did you get up here?" An unknown voice asked him from behind. Perry stopped walking but didn't reply to him.

"Hey, bro, calm down; how did you think he got here? It's the boss who sent him up", Another strange voice said.

Perry was busy processing what they said, that he didn't notice when they got beside him.

"Hmm, the boss tried this time. He's beautiful" The second strange voice said

Perry quickly turned to his right. He saw a guy who was slightly taller than him. He was bodybuilt, and he had this friendly smile, but Perry knew he wasn't simple; he had the smell of blood on him.

"There's no time to waste. Let's show him to the room" the other guy said, and they both walked forward.

Perry looked at their backs. He knew that if he moved backward, he was going to be exposed. He took a deep breath and followed them.

They stopped in front of one door, which was very extravagant; they looked at him, giving him a sign to go in.

He looked at the both of them before opening the door and entering inside.

Perry closed the door behind, he attentively scanned his environment.

The room was very spacious. Perry looked around, but he didn't see anyone. He looked at the only place he hadn't checked, which was the bedroom.

He quietly walked inside the bedroom; the place was dark, and the only light was from the city lights.

Perry looked around and noticed that the balcony was open. He walked to the balcony only to be greeted by a sinful site.

Perry looked at the guy who was shirtless with a glass filled with red wine. Perry gulped hard, trying to resist the temptation in front of him.

He gulped down the remaining wine, and Perry immediately went back to the bedroom.

"Shit, what an amazing body," Perry said with a smirk.

"Look like I won't make it home,", He said, texting Percy. He dropped his phone and walked back to the balcony.

Perry rested on the rail admiring his abs.

"Who let you in?" the guy asked Perry.

"No one, exactly. I sneaked in", Perry replied; the guy frowned. Perry smirked and walked towards him.

"Why are you shirtless? The night is cold,", Perry said, tracing his abs.

The guy held Perry's hand, thereby stopping his actions.

"If I were you, I won't do that"

"What's there to be afraid of? The way I'm seeing you? You're already drugged; then why are you stopping me? I'm here to help you." Perry removed his hand and continued tracing his abs.

"Look like, you love playing with fire?" He asked. Perry licked his abs and looked at him smirking.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," He said, holding Perry on the neck, pushing him to the wall, and kissing him.

Perry kissed him back, wrapping his hands around his neck.

He carried Perry and Perry straddled him. He took Perry inside dropping him on the bed.

"I warned you, I won't be gentle," He said and fiercely kissed Perry.

They both battled for dominance with their tongues.

He unbuttoned Perry's shirt and traced kisses on his neck; Perry moaned in pleasure.

Perry reached out for his belt, unbuckling it.

"You're quite impatient, I see." He unfastened his belt and helped Perry with his.

He turned Perry around, making him face the bed, and thrust into him from behind, and he gasped.

Perry never imagined him to be huge, he closed his eyes, and the feeling of pain was replaced with pleasure, he arched his body begging for more as he was in a moaning mess.