Red Hot Affairs: The Billionaire's Pimp

A Seductress' Conquest

They had just gotten to the suite, and as soon as the door closed behind them, Conor grabbed her and pushed her against the wall as he crashed his lips into hers and began to kiss her.

Serafina was filled with disgust as Conor's lips ground against hers. He tasted of cigarettes and alcohol, a combination she so hated. He palmed her breasts, kneading like his life depended on it and causing her pain. She tried to push him off, but he was consumed by lust and desire.

"Do you know how long I've waited to have a woman as beautiful as you?" Conor whispered against her neck as he sank his teeth into her flesh. 

She didn't want hickeys. Not from a man she was likely to kill, so she pushed him off and laughed, ignoring his look of surprise. "Tell me how long?"

"A very long time," He said and stalked towards her again. "My wife is very boring in bed. She's either always tired from work or from taking care of the kids or not just in the mood."

Serafina cleared her throat, not wanting to hear him speak about his wife. She pushed her dress down and walked towards the table at the room's northern end. "Drinks?"

"Hmm..." He came to stand behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Serafina's skin crawled with disgust. She needed to take him out fast, as this was getting too much. "Why don't we savour each other?"

She picked the decanter of brandy. "I am wilder when I've had a bit of alcohol in my system. I'm sure you want that," She whispered in a sultry voice and ground her buttocks against his crotch.

"Is that so?" He said in a husky voice.

"Yep." She popped the last letter and poured them both drinks. 

"I'll be right back. Gotta take a pee."

Serafina watched as he crossed over to the bathroom, and as soon as she heard the sound of keys clicking, she grabbed her purse and snapped it open, taking out the pill bottle containing the very strong depressant. She popped one pill and tossed it into Conor's drink, watching the alcohol fizzle as the drug dissolved. Finally, the drink looked like nothing had been inserted into it. 

She immediately grabbed hers and began to drink. Conor came out of the bathroom and smiled at her, going over to grab the drink and take a sip from it. 

"Tonight, we're going to have so much fun," He laughed. "And I think I'd love for us to meet again."

An evil smile crept into Serafina's lips. "Drink up. We have a long night ahead of us."

Throwing his head back, he gulped down the rest of the drink, and Serafina laughed before walking over to him and pressing her lips into his. 

She noticed he began to weaken underneath her, his body soft like a vegetable as he staggered backwards. He looked at Serafina with shock in his eyes. 

"What have you done, you bitch!" He cried as he crashed to the floor and tried to keep his eyes open. 

She crouched to his level and patted his cheek softly. "Just go to sleep. I promise I won't be long, and by the time you wake up, you won't remember a thing."

Serafina tapped the device in her ear. "Target locked in."

"Good," Trevor said. "Now, you know what you're supposed to get, right? His black card. We need the details. The hacker is right beside me. We must be discreet about this so he doesn't trace this back to us."

"Sure," Muttered Serafina as she searched his suit for a black card. She found it inside his suit pocket and took it out before turning her flashlight as the room had gone dark. "I have the card with me."

"The card details."

Serafina called it out and waited while they wired a huge amount of money to their account. She finally replaced it and went on to steal his Rolex. This was going to be for her. 

To create more distraction for her victim, she took out his phone, pressed his thumb on his fingerprint and sent a text message to his wife, informing her that her husband had been cheating on her.

Her job was done here. She grabbed her purse and hurried out of the room, looking less suspicious as she walked down the corridor. 

As she rounded the corner, she bumped into a lady holding a glass of wine.

"Oh, damn. I'm sorry!" Serafina cried and sprinted, hurrying into the elevator before it closed. 

The lady she had bumped into stopped and watched Serafina slide into the elevator before she made a call.

"She seems to be done with business for tonight. I'll check her victim out."

The drive back to the quarters took half an hour, and as she walked into the large building situated at the alleyway of the most notorious parts of New York, cheers were heard, and Confettis popped as Drake Trevor stepped out of the midst of scantily dressed women. 

He pulled Serafina into a hug. "You made me proud."

"Uhm, this is not my first time, so why am I being celebrated?" Serafina asked as she grabbed a drink from one of the ladies.

Drake was smiling. He grabbed her cheek and looked into her eyes. "Today, we made the largest deposit from his bank account."

Serafina swallowed. "How much?"

"Seventy million dollars."

Serafina blanched. "What? That's massive!"

Drake laughed. "Of course, it is. You're going to be getting a huge cut from this. I am impressed."

"But isn't it too much and against our protocol of not taking more than a million dollars for each operation?"

"Conor O'Neill has much more and is willing to steal much more. He wouldn't even come after us if he eventually finds out."

"Why?"

"Because it is government money, and if he lets it out, he would be impeached and locked up in prison."

"Oh," Serafina muttered. "I guess we did the right thing."

Drake brushed his knuckles against her cheek and pushed the tendrils of her hair behind her ear. He pulled her close to him and brushed his lips on the side of her lips. She pulled away from him. 

"Why are you playing hard to get?"

She backed away from him. "I'm sorry. I just can't. You're good-looking, but it's not just in me. I have to go."

"Arrogant bitch." Drake hissed as he watched her walk away from him. "She thinks she can play smart with me. I'll show her why I am Drake Trevor."