Chapter 12 - Piotr

Leaning against my bike and staring at the building before me, my mind wandered. This building was the one where we got into a fight. We have been trying to gain access all week. Every idea seemed less plausible than the one before.

We tried all scenarios and almost got caught two days back. It was quite a fight to get out, like the first time, but we did. Standing here watching the people moving in and out, I was trying to see an opening. Yet, my mind was playing with other images.

Since my call with Alyssa earlier, I have been having trouble concentrating. I was fighting a war inside. My urge to take her home was much stronger than I anticipated. I wanted nothing more than to go home and fuck her hard.

Shaking my head, I tried again to focus on the assignment. I had to clear my thoughts, or we may end up with trouble on our hands. Leon had moved to the one side doing surveillance. He had dropped Konstantin on the other side. We hoped that we could find a new plan.

Leon pulled up next to me as dusk started settling in. He had already picked up Konstantin. “I noticed they started a guard rotation about ten minutes back,” Leon said as he stopped.

“Yeah, I saw it. Just after it may be the ideal time or just before the next shift?” I replied.

“Right, we’ll discuss it with Ashan in the morning. Now, I think it’s time to head home. We need to unwind and clear our minds.” Leon added.

“Yup,” I said, getting onto my bike. “I’ll see you at home?”

“No,” Leon huffed at me. “I’m just going to drop Konstantin and head home. I have a wife waiting for me.”

Pulling on my helmet, I nodded and started up my baby. I felt slightly relieved that Leon didn’t want to stay. My mind was already filled with other things to do. As I rode, I couldn’t help but think of her. I wanted to feel her smooth skin. I desired to wrap her legs around my head and taste her.

My mind explored her body, and I could feel my blood heating to boiling point. I shook my head, trying to clear the images. My cock was throbbing, pushing at the constraints of my jeans. By the time the mansion came into view, I was semi-hard.

Pulling into my parking space, I noticed Mila’s bike wasn’t there. I placed my helmet on my bike’s seat and took a long breath, trying to calm the raging beast inside. Walking to the kitchen, I wondered how long Mila would be out. How much time would we have to ourselves?

Entering the house, there was a peculiar silence in the air. My muscles tensed as I surveyed the kitchen and living area. I moved slowly from room to room, ready for anything. I couldn’t see anything out of place. Moving up the stairs, my body started to relax even though the place was filled with deadly stillness.

Approaching Alyssa’s room, I saw the note hanging on her door. Pulling it from the peg, I noticed Mila had signed it with a kissy and smiley face. ‘I took your little lamb out to see if she learned anything. If you need us, well, figure it out, Mila.’

Crumpling the paper, I headed to my room. I wondered where they could have gone. It was getting late. If Mila had taken her to work, there would surely have been some party. Opening my room door, I remembered her telling me about a job she had. She needed to get some info from a guy in management.

As I undressed, I tried to recall all she said. There was a company party, but where? Stepping into the warm water, I felt the day’s tension leave my body. Closing my eyes, I lifted my face into the water and stood for a moment. The surge of emotions had not simmered my desire for Alyssa.

Glancing down, my cock was still semi-hard. I inhaled, held my breath, and exhaled slowly. I had to find Alyssa. Closing the taps, I listened to the water dripping from my body. Stepping out of the shower, I didn’t care if the floor got wet. I grabbed my towel and roughly dried myself. Moving to the walk-in closet, my mind was set. I had to find Alyssa.

After pulling on my black jeans, I sat on the bean bag to put my boots back on. Buttoning up my white-silky shirt, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. “Well, well, Mr. Smirnov, don’t you look tasty?”

Grinning, I headed downstairs. My breathing was loud; I could hear myself as I moved through the house. It might only be the silence. But my heart was also pounding, and my palms felt sweaty. I couldn’t get the images of Alyssa out of my mind. This last week, talking to her over the phone drove me mad. It was phenomenal but only fed the hungry beast. It had come so far that it had driven the beast inside me to a point of no return.

I pulled on my jacket as I left the kitchen and swung my leg over my bike. Starting her, I reveled at the purring under me. Putting on my helmet, I turned and pulled out.

Heading to town, I tried to recall the details that Mila shared. I knew it had to be uptown, but I wasn’t sure of the street name. Approaching the vicinity, I went up and down the streets. As expected, there were two places not too far from each other. Both seemed quite busy.

Riding slower, I looked for Mila’s bike in the parking area. The first place appeared to be a much younger crowd, and I didn’t see her bike. Driving around the block, I scanned the second parking bay. There it stood.

Pulling in, I stopped next to Mila’s bike. The place wasn’t at all what I expected. Most of her assignments took her to upper-class places. Yet, this place looked like a mix of sailor, cowboy, and elegance. It was a bit confusing.

Couples were standing around the parking lot in little clusters. One couple appeared to be arguing, while another seemed to be trying to swallow each other. Leaving my helmet on my bike seat, I headed towards the entrance.

The parking lot wasn’t lit very well. It only had four working lights. These were in opposing corners. The middle of the parking area was quite dark. The building itself was better-lit, though.

There were small flower beds down the side of the wall. In arches over it hung colorful fairy lights. These, however, only lit the bedding and the path next to it, and not much else. Moving up the path, I passed a couple of drunk girls or young women.

There were three of them. Two were sitting on the side of the bedding while the other one was vomiting. The blond on the left of the girl with her head in the bedding held her friend's light brown locks in one hand behind her head. The brunette on the other side looked like she was on a boat as she rocked from side to side. She was blowing out streams of smoke as she tried to steady herself.

The outside of the building was painted in two colors. The top half was white, and the bottom a dark brown. There was a neon sign above the double doors. Glancing at it, I read the sign, ‘Club Roman’.

To the sides were large bronze Roman columns. The front doors led to what appeared to be an entrance hall. There were two corridors. The one went to my left and the other to my right. On the wall in front of me were two nameboards.

The one to my left read ‘Upper’ and the one to my right ‘Peasants.’ I found this very peculiar. Before me was a long table running from one door to the other. On the table lay masks. I assumed Mila and Alyssa would be to the side of the ‘Upper’ as the masks on that side of the table looked like they were for a ball. The masks on the other side appeared to have a selection of cowboy and sailor items.

I was sure she mentioned a ball-like party. Grabbing a mask from the table, I moved through the silver curtains into the room. It took my eyes a second to adjust to the lighting inside. Scanning the room, I saw Mila at the bar. She was talking to a tall, muscular man. I recognized him as one of her regular clients.

If memory served me right, his name was Alex. He had used her services a couple of times and kept coming back. I didn’t see Alyssa with her, though, and my heart instantly pushed into my throat. Before I could storm over the floor and shake her for information, I saw the goddess in the sleek black number out of the corner of my eye.

Turning towards the stage, I recognized her-- Alyssa. She was leaning against a post by the corner of the small stage. Her one leg was bent with her foot resting on the side of the post. This leg was exposed as the dress fell to the sides of it. Even though she was wearing a mask, I knew it was her.

I felt my lungs tightening as my breath seemed to disappear. She was a vision to behold. Such a perfect figure. The dress slid over her curves as it was made just for her. The light on her skin made her look like it was shining; it was the perfect tone. Sun-kissed skin.

She gave me a feeling of peace and war all in one moment. It was like being at a remote lake, at the right moment when the sun kissed the surface of the lake. That warm, sparkling, rippling effect it gave off ran through my body.

She wasn’t looking my way. Her focus was on another man to the side of her. He was slightly taller than me with crow's black hair. He seemed reasonably built. It could be due to the suit he wore though, as he filled it nicely. Yet, his face appeared long and thin. He had a narrow line of hair running along his jawline and a thick, bushy mustache.

He looked a bit comical until he smiled at Alyssa as he strolled over to her. I moved through the people in their direction. As I neared them, I heard her speaking to the stranger. “Hey, handsome, are you here alone?”

Her tone was smooth and seductive. I’ve heard Mila talking this way many times before. But hearing Alyssa talking this way stirred my anger.

The man’s smile turned into a grin, and I felt sure I knew what was going through his mind. “Aren’t you a beauty!” he exclaimed in a deep tone as he stopped before her. Holding out his hand to her, he continued. “Would you like to dance?”

Alyssa placed her hand in his. He lifted it and kissed her fingers. Suddenly, my blood was boiling. It felt like the top of my head might pop off any moment as I watched them move to the dance floor. My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn’t watch them any longer; I had to move.

Her left hand snaked around his neck as she rested her other one on his chest. The stranger pulled her tight into his arms placing his one hand low down on the small of her back. He gripped her hip with the other. My lungs burned as I struggled to catch my breath.

My body took on a life of its own. Before I realized what was happening, I was next to them on the dance floor. I firmly took hold of her hand resting on his chest and pushed him back from her. “Excuse me,” I huffed. “She’s with me.”

The man looked upset but didn’t make a scene. For this, I was glad. Yet, I would have shown him who I was if I had to. I glared at him as he hovered for a moment. Once he stepped back, moving away, I pulled Alyssa into my arms as she pushed the mask to the top of her head.

Mila stepped in beside us, whispering. “You know we’re on a job.”

Glancing at her, I gave her my dearest smile. “I know you got this.”

Mila shook her head and moved away.

Returning my attention to Alyssa, holding her firmly, I whispered into her ear. “Hello, princess.”

Her face instantly glowed red as she blushed. Moving slowly around the dance floor, I felt my anger subdued. It was quickly replaced by an intense desire for her. Feeling her body move against mine as we danced, I felt my dick responding.

“You look so beautiful in this dress. Seeing you from across the room, I felt like I had stepped into a fairytale.” I whispered into her ear as I gently kissed her neck.

Alyssa glanced down as her cheeks reddened even more.

“You truly look stunning, princess.”

“Thank you, I am glad you approve,” Alyssa whispered back.

Feeling her hot breath against my skin sent a shiver up my spine. I pulled her with me as I moved to a dark corner of the room. Pressing her up against the wall, I felt the beast come to life. “Show me what you’ve learned, princess,” I said, placing tender kisses on her cheeks.