That night, Trisha went under her bed and pulled out her old dusty laptop, ever since the incident she has kept her laptop tucked away. Tonight with fierce determination she was prepared to crack into the Mafia's headquarters fire wall. Armed with her laptop and hacking tools she sat in her dimly lit room , the glow of the multiple screen reflecting her resolve.
Trisha initiated her assault her fingers danced across the keyboards as she bypassed the first layer of security . Immediately the screen lit up with a line of codes , each a barrier which she had to dismantle . The clock is ticking and she had to act before they tightened their firewall.
As she navigate through the digital labyrinth she could almost feel the tension of her competitors.
Meanwhile at the Mafia's headquarters , Alarm beeped....sounds going of , panic erupted as they found they are under attack by an unforseen enemy. Campbell rushed over to inform Watson " head of security network" immediately he sat across the table hands moved over the keyboards just then,...Jordan walked In upon hearing their firewall have been hacked.
"Have you found out whose trying to hack into our system?" He asked his face unreadable.
N....no master, Watson stuttered.
Trisher smirked knowing her skill is the key to dismantle their empire from within. With the first line of defense breached, Trisha moved deeper into the the system her heart raced upon encountering the Mafia's sophisticated counter measure . The screen flared up with string of codes , trying to intrude and detect her digital footsteps but Trisha was ahead, she deployed a series of codes to confuse the security while breaking into the second firewall.
Jordan face darkened drastically, immediately shoving Watson aside his fingers danced across the keyboards pulling out a series of codes, just when he wants to get started into it the computer suddenly went off , leaving a sentence "it's been a while".
Friday night came faster than I thought and deep down I couldn't shake the inkling feeling at the back of my mind. The time came as I walked towards the VIP room, my heart raced more than a running horse. Last time humiliation is still in my heart and I couldn't help but wonder if "he " is going to be here tonight.
I stepped onto the stage and my breath halted when I caught sight of the magnificent man sitting at the front of the room, my eyes slowly turned towards the man seated at his right hand side, "right hand man" huh? My brows furrowed , I sneered slightly deep within me. As I moved up and down the poll shaking my ass out to the fullest, I kept reminding myself of Garcia's warnings. The dance came to an end peacefully but how stupid of me to think that. When I moved down the stage , a sudden voice halted my movement. "Stop right there!"
I turned slowly towards the sound of the voice only to be met by Sebastian's lewd smile. I haven't dismissed you yet. What gives you the right to leave, huh? He slightly raised his brows.
I am done dancing, I smiled pretending like my hand isn't itching to slap the dirty smile of his face. "Well, I didn't say so...now come sit with me, " he patted the space next to him.
I walked with so much difficulty, my palm sweating from nervousness as I sat next to him.
Then...a hand landed on my waist pulling closer to him, a little closer and our nose would be touching.
"Relax, sweet thing, behave and I won't hurt you he" murmured , his breath fanning against my ear.
I shivered slightly, my eyes glistening brightly.
His hand roamed freely, from my waist to my butt, neckline and burst.
Burst? The alarm in my head just went off. Instincts kicked in and I shoved him away and slapped him hard!
Haa...the women around gasped and that's when I realized what I had just done. But in my defense he started it first and I wasn't going to apologize.
He smirked , his gaze locked unto mine extremely dark, his piercing gaze threatening every resolve I had left.
Then....he started laughing, he dragged me towards him, his grip tightened around wrist.
I whimpered, my eyes glistening with tears. The force he is exerting seems like my hands would snap any moment from now. Laughter erupts but one man remains indifferent to everything going on.
Sebastian tried to intervene when he couldn't watch anymore but he was held down by the bouncers.
Garcia tumbled in, sweat glistening on his forehead, he seemed nervous....rather scared.
"Trisha!! He yelled, stumping his feet towards me." His face cold,
I gulped hard. someone is angry. Fear knocked at the back of my mind.
Slap...slap...the sound echoed in the whole room. My face twisted to the side , my lip dripping blood from the force I stared at him in disbelief.
Apologies, he barked.
My lips pursed tightly refusing to utter a word.
Slap... I apologized and he yelled, dragging me forcefully to kneel before him, but I refused.
Sebastian crouched down next to me, his fingertip grazed my jaw, raising my head up.
Feisty huh? He smirked. I like her, he said to Garcia, grinning evilly . I am taking her, he stated.
S...sure sir Garcia stuttered.
Don't worry it's not for free , I would pay wholesome, what do you say? Sebastian inquired.
Y...yes sir, Garcia blurted out eagerly.
Sebastian uttered about pulling Trisha with him, when a resonated voice paused the whole chaos.