It started out as a normal day at work with meetings, phone calls, and the usual interruptions. I had just wrapped up a conference call and headed back to my office where I encountered a mysterious woman, mid-to-late twenties, staring out of my wall of windows twenty stories up. My name is Sebastian Smith, self-made billionaire.
"May I help you?" I asked. She seemed out of place, casually dressed, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses.
She turned, removed her shades, and peered at me with piercing eyes. "Nice panoramic view."
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"I'm Sarah. There's a contract."
"You've come about the Delaney deal?"
"No, a hit contract...on you." She revealed a pistol with a silencer.
"How did you get through security?" There were metal detectors everyone had to pass through to get upstairs.
"Seriously? You learn someone wants you dead, and that's your question? Okay, it's plastic, made it on my 3-D printer. Close and lock the door."
"You're lying," I said as I shut it. "Assassins don't talk, they shoot. It's a toy."
She pointed it at a prized vase and fired. It shattered. Sarah was fairly petite in size, short dark hair, five foot three, roughly a hundred twenty pounds, and nicely shaped.
"All right, you've got my attention."
"Oh my God, Jason, we're being robbed "
I promptly knocked him out as Sarah cornered our target.
"What do you want? Money, jewelry? You can have it all "
"We want you, Jennifer. My name is Mistress, his is Master. We are getting married."
"How special."
"That's right, very special. You are my wedding gift to him, his to me."
Shaw opened the suitcase.
"Get in."
"I can't fit in there. It's too small "
"Yes you can. We're the same size and I fit. Get in or watch your husband die.'
"Getting laid is easy for a man in my position. Women are always hitting on me, sending me their panties and nude photos. It's manipulation, getting women to do things they don't want to do, that excites me... - - - "I don't do guys, Sebastian. You need to know that."
"You will."
"What's with this thing you have for me?"
"Conquest."
"Forget about it.
Emma began unbuttoning her blouse as two-hundred-fifty coworkers stared, eagerly anticipating more. - - - "I own forty companies and visit them with some regularity. I enjoy coming up with new ways to exploit and manipulate people, usually employees.""The best part about being me is getting a lesbian to ask me to have sex with her."
"You don't give up do you?"
"Like a dog with a bone."
"Fine, hook me up with her and I'll consider doing what you want."
"Consider?"
"Seriously consider." - - -
"I'm a married woman, Mr. Smith, married with a kid......If I do, do I get the job?"
"If you don't, you don't get the job."
...the day before you two get married, Isa will spend the night with Shaw and me. - - -
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