Chapter 17 - Alyssa

I felt like a sparkplug even before my morning coffee. I had been training with Piotr and Mila for the last week, and today was my time to shine. This would be my first infiltration mission, and I was overly excited.

Even though my nerves were shot, I couldn’t contain the rush I felt. Breakfast went by in a daze, and so did lunch. After we washed up, we headed out. Mila assisted me in picking out the perfect clothes as I rode with her.

Piotr, Konstantin, and Leon went ahead to cover all the sides and assess the situation. We arrived at the entrance road to the warehouse. Piotr met us there. “Right,” he said as Mila stopped. “They are about to do a guard change. Give it ten minutes, and then you go in. You both know what needs to be done?”

Mila glanced back at me, and we nodded. “By the way, you look nice,” Piotr added as he got onto his bike and headed back to his spot between the trees. “Can you hear me clearly,” his voice came through the earpiece.

I gave him a thumbs up and held on as Mila took off towards the building. She was driving like a bat out of hell. We rolled up a dust storm as we approached. This was all part of our cover. We were about fifty yards from the main building when Mila closed the throttle and allowed the bike to die.

I vaguely recognized the building and felt sure it was one of Jones’s warehouses. I could be wrong, but then, on the other hand, I wouldn’t put smuggling drugs past him either. Maybe he smuggled them in the organs, I wondered.

We got off and stamped around a little. We did this so the guards would think the bike died on us, and we were upset about it. Pulling off our helmets, we shook our heads, waving our hair in the wind. We practiced this quite a bit. Mila said there was a special way to shake your head to make yourself more desirable to the onlookers.

Once we had done that, we turned and walked to the main door. The guards looked like they were frozen in time. “We achieved the desired effect,” Mila whispered as we neared them.

There were three at the door. To our left and right were four more, but more towards the ends of the building. The three men at the door stood gawking with their mouths open. They almost seemed comical as they stood seemingly on attention.

My heart felt like it was stuck in my throat as we stepped up to them. For a moment, my mind went blank. I wasn’t sure what to do. Mila must have realized I was stunned as she immediately took over.

“Hey guys,” she said in a deep sensual tone.

The men looked her up and down, licking their lips before the one in the middle responded. “Hi there, how can we be of assistance, sexy lady?”

Mila nodded her head sideways, indicating that I should proceed. As she continued to speak to them, I slipped past and headed down a passage to the left. I had only been here once many years back. But I was sure the office was up some steps on this side.

Moving slowly and as quietly as possible, I found the stairs. “How’s it going in there?” Piotr’s voice blared into my ear, startling me. I almost pushed over a tower of barrels I was hiding behind.

“I found the stairs and am going up now. Please talk softer; you almost made me push over a tower of barrels. Do you want me to get caught?” I whispered back. Heading up, I tested each step before standing on it. I didn’t want to take a chance that it would crunch under me.

Reaching the top, I glanced around at the warehouse. The open floor seemed abandoned for a moment. There were long tables on one side with stacks of boxes next to them. On the other side were some barrels, two huge machines, and more tables.

I didn’t know what the machines were or what they did. I held up my phone and took some pictures. Focusing my attention on my mission, I turned and looked to both sides of the long passage. There was one door to my right and three on the left.

Moving towards the single door, I felt sure it had to be the office. The door squeaked a tiny bit as I pushed it open. Standing, I listened for any movement or footsteps. There was nothing but silence, so I entered.

Closing the door softly, I turn and scan the room. “Are you in yet?” Piotr asked, making me jump again.

“Shhh,” I replied softly. “And yes, I’m in.”

I could hear the laughter in his voice as she spoke again. “Are you scared by any chance?”

“Me scared, nah, not at all. You are the scaredy-cat here. As you are waiting in the car.” I whispered back.

“Princess, I have been doing this much longer than you have. This is a walk in the park. You are still a little newbie in the business.” His reply came through the earpiece.

Glancing around, I shook off the hint of irritation pushing up in me. “Yeah, yeah, just be quiet so I can focus. Or you’ll be the cause of failure.” I replied.

“Okay, princess, just joking,” he whispered.

Finally, after finding the proof we needed, I took more pictures and replaced everything. Sneaking out was much easier than in, even though the warehouse was now bustling.

Mila was still talking to the guards outside. But now she had all of them standing with her by the motorbike. One of them was down on his knees. It appeared he was checking the cables that ran to the engine.

As I came to stand by her, the guy stood up. “Try her again,” he said, grinning. He looked like a clown auditioning for a role at the circus with his mouth pulled from ear to ear.

Mila got on the bike and started it. The bike purred to life. “Oh, thank you so much, guys. What would we have done without your help,” Mila said smoothly. The guy on his knees, thinking he had fixed the bike, moved closer to her.

“You can always repay me in other ways,” he whispered.

“Sure,” Mila said, nodding for me to get on. “Get a pen. I’ll give you my number.”

As the men talked amongst each other, searching their pockets for a pen, I got on. Tapping Mila’s shoulder, she took off again. We made a wide turn at the end of the building and flew past the screaming men.

Once we left the dirt road, I saw Piotr and Konstantin driving behind us. I was glad they had followed. That place wasn’t pleasant. The smell inside was sickening.

We were all overjoyed that the mission was a success. I handed over all the evidence of their operations to Piotr. The men had an appointment with Ashan to discuss the next steps.

As they left, Mila tapped me on the shoulder. “Girl’s night?” she asked, grinning.

“Well, that sounds like fun,” I replied. “Will the guys be joining us later?”

“No,” Mila responded, pulling me by my arm. “Let’s get going.”

She scribbled a note and left it on the kitchen table before we headed out. She drove at her normal fast speed. The first couple of times I rode with her was a bit scary, but I was getting used to the speed.

We pulled in at a club I hadn’t been to before. Mila parked on the paving at the door. The parking area was well-lit. It was fancier than most of the places I had been to. It was a large building with a bright glittering sign that read, Ladies.

Entering, I noticed the tables were placed around the sides of the dance floor. At the back was a long bar counter with seats. In one corner was a pool table, dart board, and jukebox. There weren’t many patrons, but I suspected we were very early.

Taking a seat at one of the tables, Mila raised her hand and waved it in the air. A young blond woman in a pink skirt and top came waltzing over. “Hi, Mila, what’ll it be?” she said in a faint squeaking tone.

“Give me two regulars and shots,” Mila replied, smiling at her. As she walked back to the bar, Mila called after her. “Layle,” The woman stopped and turned back. “Keep the shots coming tonight, dear; we got some celebrating to do.” The woman nodded and walked to the bar.

“Mila,” I said, staring at the waitress.

“Yeah?”

“I don’t usually drink shots. Can I skip them?”

Mila laughed as she replied. “No, little sheep, you are going to celebrate with me. Aren’t you pleased we accomplished our mission?”

“Yes, I am,” I responded as the woman returned and placed the drinks on the table.

“Well then,” Mila added, lifting the shot. “Here’s to us.”

I lifted mine into the air and waited for Mila to continue.

“Down the hatchet,” she spouted and then swallowed the contents of the small glass.

I did the same. The hot liquid ran down my throat, burning as far as it went. I coughed and shook my head as I gasped for air. The glass was cold, but the alcohol felt like fire. Mila burst out laughing as she handed our glasses to the waitress.

“There you go,” Mila said, tapping my shoulder. “You’re now part of the family, and I will teach you how to drink.”

Lifting the glass of beer, I took a big swallow. It soothed my throat a little before the next round of shots came. I was feeling tipsy by the fifth or seventh round. I couldn’t remember how many I had drank. I realized I was getting louder and needed to get home soon.

Taking out my phone, I dialed Piotr. “Alyssa,” he said as he answered.

“Ye,” I replied. “Can you come get us?”

“Sure, princess, you sound a bit drunk. Are you okay?” I heard him say as I disconnected and returned the phone to my pocket.

We had another two rounds before Piotr arrived. “Girls…, really, Mila,” he huffed as he saw us.

“No, no, me, it’s me,” I mumbled as he pulled me into his arms.

“Okay,” he said softly as he walked me to Konstantin’s car. Once I was securely in the passenger seat, he went back in to collect Mila. Piotr returned quickly and assisted her into the back.

He didn’t say a word on the drive home, but I caught him smiling a couple of times. I had to hold my head up with my hand to prevent it from slamming against the car window. Staring at him, I was filled with admiration. Piotr had this rugged exterior appearance. Yet, he was a kind and gentle man.

After arriving home, he escorted Mila to her room. I waited patiently in the front seat. I dared not get out as I might collapse beside the car. I didn’t wait long when Piotr came grinning through the kitchen door.

Opening the car door, he leaned in and placed his arm around me as I slid out. “Come on, princess, let’s get you to bed,” he whispered as he closed the car door behind me.

His entire being appeared to be smiling as he carried me to his room. He easily opened the door using his foot which was amazing to see. After entering, he simply kicked the door closed and walked to the bed.

“Stand for a moment,” he said, placing me down by the bed. He turned and went to the bathroom. Returning, he had a big T-shirt and shorts in his hand. Piotr pulled the shirt over my head before removing the one I had on. As he slipped the blouse over my shoulder, it dropped to the floor. He helped me pull my arms through the t-shirt.

Once that was done, he unbuttoned my pants and slid them down. He held out the shorts for me and helped me step into them before pulling them up.

“Piotr,” I said, rubbing his face as he came upright. “I really like your room.”

He led me to the side of the bed and helped me lay down before pulling the covers up. “Thank you, princess,” he said, stroking my hair.

Sitting up, I spoke louder. I wanted him to hear me. “No, you don’t understand. I really, really like your room. It’s much nicer than mine.”

He sat down next to me, grinning widely as he spoke. “Okay, princess, lay down and rest now.” Piotr tenderly pushed me back down.

“My clothes are strangling me; please take them off.”

Piotr stood a while as I fumbled, trying to pull my shirt over my head. “Okay, okay,” he replied, bending forward. After he pulled me free from my top, I lifted my butt. My legs felt wobbly, and my butt swayed from side to side as he pulled the pants free.

“I like your room,” I whispered as he covered me in the sheet. Fluttering my eyes at him, I held his hand for a moment.

Piotr tenderly kissed my lips as he leaned in, smiling down at me. His soft, warm lips woke something in me. Pushing the sheet away, I folded my legs under me and sat on my knees. I moved a hand through his hair, fluttering my eyes.

I leaned over, placing a kiss on his neck as I tried moving in behind him. Losing my balance, I fell sideways on the bed and laughed. Sitting up quickly, I grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head.

“Slow down; you’ve had too much to drink,” Piotr said, moving to the side.

Shuffling forward, I got out of bed. I could feel my balance was a little wonky. But I’m a pro now in seduction. So, I got this, I thought to myself. Moving so I was standing in front of Piotr, I licked my top lip.

I placed my hands across each other and took hold of the shirt I was wearing. Slowly, I worked the shirt up as I swayed from side to side. As I pulled it over my head, the stupid thing got caught on my ear. Deciding to play it off, I shook my head sideways as if flaunting my hair.

Dropping the t-shirt to the floor, I noticed the smile forming on his lips. Sticking my hand out before me. I used one finger to show him that he should come closer. Piotr stood and came over. As he stopped before me, I ran my fingers down over his chest.

His skin was smooth and hot. Glancing up, I licked my finger as I leaned closer and kissed his chest.

“Alyssa,” Piotr breathed out.

Smiling at him, I turned, almost toppling over. But I managed to grab his hands and steady myself. Leaning back, I rubbed my arse against him.

Taking hold of my hips, Piotr gently pushed me forward as he spoke. “Princess, you’re playing with fire. Please get into ...”

Turning back to him, I didn’t let him finish as I placed a finger over his lips. Stepping forward, I pushed him back onto the bed. Piotr sat down, shaking his head but smiling.

Standing before him, I raised my hands above my head. Clasping one wrist with the other hand, I swayed my hips. Lowering my hands, I took hold of the pants. Placing my thumbs into the sides of the pants, I tried to do a seductive dance while pushing them down.

As I fell over, trying to rid myself of the pants, I tried to make it look like I intended to do it that way. Rolling to my back, I lay on the floor and pulled my legs up to my chest while pushing the pants down. Once I was free of them, I rolled onto my stomach and rose to my hands and knees.

My head felt light, but I was having fun. I wanted to show him how good I was at seduction. Moving on my hands and knees, I approached him, letting out a soft growl as I got to his feet. Piotr laughed as I sat up on my haunches.

I pushed him back, and he lay down. Carefully, I undid his pants. He didn’t stop me, and I was sure he was seduced. Standing up to climb onto his lap, I lost my balance again. Piotr flew up and caught me. He lifted me into his arms, turned to the bed, and laid me back down.

He jumped over me and lay down behind me. Feeling his arms around me was all I needed. I was so warm and cozy that my eyes suddenly felt as if they were filled with lead. “I like your room,” I breathed out as my eyes closed.