Serafina made a huge discovery tonight. Not only did Giovanni have women working over him, men also did too. They were dancers and male strippers who worked at his club and their main purpose was to entertain women and men alike. A lot of secrets were being withheld but she knew a lot of government officials were homosexuals, wanting men to satisfy their desires in the secret while they came in the open to speak against the LGBT community and pushing a propaganda against their own individuality. Even women were frequenters of their expertise, secretly having them over at secret penthouses hidden away from public eyes and resorts and islands in far away countries. Fuck. This was a bigger organisation that she believed. Serafina was speechless by the time Xavier narrated it all to her. "That is crazy!" She exclaimed and took another drink from his hand. She had downed over five glasses now and she was glad that she had at least made a good companion while Giov
The party went by in a blur for Serafina as she stood to the side, watching everyone have fun. She tried not to get involved with the ladies even after she'd been introduced into the organisation by Giovanni. Few women had been nice to her but she had taken a step back into her cocoon. She wasn't used to having friends so it was easy for her to decline their invites to dates. Before the party was over, she ordered an Uber, handed her contact details to Xavier who promised to give her a call. Her Uber arrived minutes later and she slipped out of the party, glad that Giovanni was too busy to notice. The drive home was silent and all she could think about was how this evening had been for her. From being gossiped about to meeting two ladies who had given her unsolicited advice to being glared at by Xavier's lady and Daneesha. She was thankful at least. She was sure not to set eyes on either of them for a long time. Finally, she arrived at her penthouse apartment.
Bright lights. A five star hotel, sprawling over several acres of land. Gilded walls and sleek cars. Everything in this place was state of the art. Serafina stepped out of her car, her booted feet hitting the clean, smooth cobblestone walk. A man dressed in black suede suit stepped out from where he stood by a post. "Your card, ma'am." Serafina handed over a scarlet card with a golden embossing on it. He nodded at her and took her keys before he slid into her car. Serafina took her time to take this place in. It was the famous RYSWELL ORIENTALS, one of the world's accredited five star hotels and she'd only ever heard it from the mouths of ladies she used to work with back at Drake's. This hotel had restaurants, a large golf course, an Olympic sized pool, a casino, a large club, bars, spas and even salons. Literally anything you could ever ask for in the world of luxury. She looked up at the seven storey building of a hotel, a large, brightly lit inscript
It had taken several mental reprimands to make Giovanni immune to Serafina but seeing her tonight had broken down his walls again. He had almost been forced to cancel her duty tonight, pick her up from the floor and take her to his car so he could pull that stupidly sexy dress off her body and fuck her silly. But he had to remind himself that she was on an important duty. One which meant a lot to him, one that drew him close to exposing the evil men that had a hand in his father's death. It was enough to jolt him back to consciousness. Serafina was a distraction and he had to cut her off before it was too late. It was going to be really hard but he had to. Sliding into his car, he revved up his engine and picked up his phone, dialling Geraldo's number as he swerved out into the boulevard. "Make sure she's under thorough surveillance. You know he's with his bouncers. Do your job." "This is her first time, Giovanni. Have you forgotten? She's to do this on
Large wrought iron gates were pulled open and Giovanni's skeel jaguar drove in, rounding the fountain that sat in the middle of the yard before cruising to a halt in the parking lot. He killed the engine of his car, stepping out and sighing as soft breeze kissed his skin. It felt good to be back home with a woman waiting to be fucked by him. It was what he lived for right now; a way to finally get her off his mind. Cenzia was waiting by the door when he climbed the porch steps. A short silk dress that barely covered her thighs swished against her slender body as she leaned away from the door with a smirk. Her lip was smeared with gloss and she had two flutes of champagne in her hand. Walking over to him, she stopped, handed one over before wrapping her arms around his lithe body. "Oh, I miss you." She cooed, pressing her wet lips on his shirt and inhaling his scent. "You smell edible, as usual. I almost forgot how perfect you are, Hudson." Giovanni pulled slightly
"It's really cold here." Serafina muttered as she crossed over to the southern side of the room where a floor to ceiling window sprawled out, showing off the city and its environs. Her hips swayed as she moved. Harvey's eyes followed her movements, shifting from the corner where he stood drinking from a tin. "That's only going to be for a short while, baby. In no time, we both will be hot enough to warm this place up." Serafina grimaced but she concealed her expression right before she placed her purse on the mantelpiece close to her. The suite was large. Really large. It could contain over twenty people if possible and the decorations were top notch. Not too modern. Classic. Extremely luxurious with paintings, gilded mirrors and door handles. Basically every metal piece here was coated in gold or platinum. A king size bed, neatly made, stood on the eastern part of the room with pristine white sheets and cotton grey covers. But the man standing right before her
Serafina leaned against the wall, one arm folded over the other as she counted down from thirty seconds. It felt like thirty minutes and she was starting to become paranoid. She knew fully well that Harvey's bouncers weren't going to disturb in hours and Harvey wasn't going to be awake until tomorrow but she was still afraid. This was her first time doing this and she already made up her mind to confront Giovanni about it after tonight if she got out alive. She wasn't built for taking this type of risk. Just then, her phone chimed with a message again. Downstairs. Someone is waiting. She immediately pulled away from the wall and grabbed the briefcase, peering down to see a man dressed in a jumpsuit as the first message has described. He waved at her and gestured for her to throw it down and she did, watching as he followed after it until he caught it in his hands and reeled backwards. "Hey!" She called after him. "How the hell am I supposed to get out
Serafina leaned against the wall, one arm folded over the other as she counted down from thirty seconds. It felt like thirty minutes and she was starting to become paranoid. She knew fully well that Harvey's bouncers weren't going to disturb in hours and Harvey wasn't going to be awake until tomorrow but she was still afraid. This was her first time doing this and she already made up her mind to confront Giovanni about it after tonight if she got out alive. She wasn't built for taking this type of risk. Just then, her phone chimed with a message again. Downstairs. Someone is waiting. She immediately pulled away from the wall and grabbed the briefcase, peering down to see a man dressed in a jumpsuit as the first message has described. He waved at her and gestured for her to throw it down and she did, watching as he followed after it until he caught it in his hands and reeled backwards. "Hey!" She called after him. "How the hell am I supposed to get out