The ESCORT and the Escorted.

Three days later, at a luxurious five star restaurant.

The clicking of heels against a red carpeted hall, the swaying hips of the body framed in a plain patterned, off the shoulders, short skirted dress with a lovely golden sheen color and a beautiful white faux fur jacket.

"Reservations for Mr. Harol? ."

Looks flirtatious, with long locks of ginger, golden hoop earrings, elegant necklace made from silver chain and a diamond, which made the honey skinned woman look rather enticing.

Smiling with her devil red lips, even the woman in the lobby couldn't help but feel charmed by this seductress.

"Ah yes, you must be Miss Lena Robin?"

Then she called someone from her communicator and a man in a red and black colored attendant's uniform came to ESCORT her to the V. I. P reservations.

When she arrived, the V. I. P booth reserved by that man had guards outside who, rather than being called human, you may call them King Kong....

They look bigger than your average bouncers.

"I have bought the other guest."

She looked at them with a smile, and handed them her identification.

'They really are very careful.'

"Alright, you may come in."

The attendant left, and Osa made her way into the 'RECEPTION'.

"Hello Mr. Harol, I'm your Escort tonight. You may call me Lena. It's very nice to meet you."

The man, who was currently sitting and sipping wine, stood and grabbed her by the arms. Osa fought the urge to slap him for being too rough.

"Hm, good enough."

'Good enough? You and your high standards. It's not good enough, it's even better than good enough!'

But she continued to look like a noble plaything, very submissive and accepting of whatever.

The man let go of her and told her to sit down. There were other men in the room. A cold looking man with silver hair, another man with long brown hair, another one who had freckles and a pair of big, round green eyes.

They were all standing there without a single movement.

'These must be the three deaths. As they're name says, you will experience three phases of death and it is said that the one with freckles is a cannibal.'

Very sickening, really.

(Author: and very graphic. No portrayals of cannibalism in this stage, everyone. That, I can assure you.)

"I will lay down some rules and you must act according to them."

' ohhh he is a bit kinky eh? '

"Of course sir, I will obey and cater your wishes and needs."

'He is merciless and always suspicious of everyone. So I need to establish my submissive position to finish this side job.'

Seeing as this woman is very cooperative and hungry for the material things she would gain from this, the man silently disdained her in his mind, but was pleased to find that like every woman he had used before, she was perfect bait and perfect shield when it comes to those sorts of people and their schemes.

"Tomorrow night, we will be going to a party. Read this and remember all of it, then sign it."

His silver haired assistant presented Osa with a thick stack of paper.

'For a single use commodity, he really sets a lot of rules with me. How nice.'

Oozing with inner sarcasm, she didn't read it and just signed it.

It's better to sign blindly than read it. Makes her look dumb and easy to manipulate because the last thing she needs is for these people to doubt her dumb *****, gold digger image.

Sure enough, they all had rather condensing eyes. They must be thinking how low she was.

Except for the boss however. He always had that resting bitch face it's rather disappointing for that handsome face of his.

"My assistant, Remor will take you to your new mansion."

'Ohoh, he's offering me the good, but poisonous things now.'

She pretended to feel ecstatic, eyes glimmering in in greed and excitement.

After eating, she was sent away by the male with long brown hair, boarding a black BMW.

" Is she satisfactory sire?"

"She will do. Be ready tommorow."

He finished his wine, looking down from the top of the restaurant at the car leaving the premise.

'That sick bastard really. I guess that's good too, since it means I would be in for a treat.'

The man driving the car took a sneak peek at the beauty behind him, and Osa knew this was to probe her for faults that would make her a spy or something.

Osa thought it was cute of them to think she was that easy to read.

' humans really are such gullible creatures.'

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