Raúl texted me a message in a weird code then seconds later, received a photo with letters and numbers similar to the text. In seconds, I realized this was to decode the first message. As I decoded the message then revealed the following "Hello, my sweet angel Anne. You probably noticed this coded message. I wanted to start using code instead of regular letters because I thought it would be fun having a secret language that we can talk freely to each other instead of being fearful of the administration rules of student and professor relationships. I have a favor to ask you. I know what are thinking right now no it's not a sexual one I wish it was because you always look so sexy with that beautiful mind of yours. The favor is to pick up a delivery from this club called Midnight. Just say I'm Anne Monik Ross Webber, the associate of Raúl Lessing. They will be expecting you to pick up the delivery. Tell me if they touch or disrespect you in any way. I will happily and personally kick their ass. Love Raúl. PS: Do not open the box. It's very important so protect it with your life. I'm asking you to do this because I wholeheartedly trust you. You are the only person I truly trust in this whole world." At 8pm, I arrived at the club in a questionable part of Mexico City, but acted like it didn't bother me like I would do if I was in a questionable part of San Francisco. Knocked on the door of Midnight then a little window opened up and the man said with a rough tone of voice "Who are you and what do you want?" I'm Anne Monik Ross, the associate of Raúl Lessing. I'm here to pick up a delivery." The man replied "Oh. You're the woman the boss was talking about. Come on in." As I walked on into the club it kind of reminded me of Mexican Hacienda mixed with a Japanese Bathhouse. I can tell a lot of people, who looked like professional assassins, were staring as if they were sharks looking for their next prey so I decided just to look down as much as possible, as I was looking down I see stripper striping for their customers. Even one of the strippers was trying to offer a lap dance, but I declined because I was just focused on getting back to my dear and kind Raúl as soon as possible. If Raúl was here with me I would have maybe taken up on her offer. What I was thinking about that whole time was just being with Raúl, not here either relaxing or hugging him or quietly laying on the couch next to him binge watching Litflix with some chinese food or pizza or rib tacos. Arrived in front of the boss, who was a man named Macbeth and he looked to be about 30 year old wearing all purple in a style of a stereotypical pimp you see in the old movies and tv shows, he was sitting in a VIP room with two ladies one on each arm. Both of the ladies were wearing revealing clothing. They were sitting behind a huge red table next to a private area for many lap dances. Macbeth spoke "You're Anne. Raúl's associate. Right?" I replied back "Yes, I'm here to pick up a delivery for my employer Raúl." He commanded one of his guys to get the box. The box looked very ornate silver with gold trim similar to the Ark of the Covenant in the movie Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark, but unusually light for its massive size as they handed it to me. I spoke again with complete respect "Thank you Macbeth. I hope we can work together again." As I left the club and was outside, Macbeth commanded one of bodyguards "Get that lady so she could have her as one of my personal sex slaves!" The hulking bodyguard was trying to force me back inside as he said "Little one you are going to my boss' personal sex slave or I'm going to rape and murder you myself." I refused "I already got one master and it's Raúl." He was angry and was about to do what he said, but exchanged the box for my survival. He greedily agreed. I gave him the box, which I had not opened, but had some desire to find out what was inside, but remembered his text and forced the idea out of my mind. Then the guy greedy opens the box then gets melted into a puddle of human nothingness. Personally relieved that I listened to the text or that would have been me. Macbeth stepped out after hearing an explosion and saw his guy melted into mush. He was enraged now that his guys was dead and I refused to be his sex slave. Raúl appears embracing me and lets me become psychopathically violent towards them as he watches in sheer pleasure of this bloody scene as he says "You don't mess with my precious associate and women ever again. Or you will not just be answering to me, but to her." After the guys got beaten up but not killed, they were so terrified not just by him but of me as well to the point they urinated themselves personally found hilarious to watch as they said "She's a monster!" Raúl replies "Yes, she is a monster. But she is my sweet angel of a monster." In seconds of hearing that, I blushed red, by how sweet it sounded coming from Raúl. In the car on the way to my apartment, I asked him "Why did you ask me to complete this mission which ended in failure? How did you know how to find me?" He smiled and laughed as he was driving "You are debt ridden guinea pig." Then he spoke again a little more seriously this time than moments before "Actually, I trust you. Suspected this for a while now that he was going to play dirty. Now I want to know who has he betrayed me for and why? In reality, you did not fail at all, but revealed the truth of his betrayal. I was following you the whole time because I'm not going to let my women get hurt by that low life scumbag, who is beneath you in every way, especially Macbeth. He has always had a weakness for beautiful women." I might be his loyal assistant, but I slapped Raúl and he jokingly increased my debt to 60,000,000 pesos, but he deserved it for putting me in unnecessary risk. Instantly reversed back to it's normal level of 50,000,000 pesos by offering we both go together to get rib tacos near my place and we binge watched Litflix also he agreed happily. Relaxing at my apartment, we were binge watching magic shows on Litflix and eating a surprising amount of rib tacos as he rubs my head as I lay on his lap like in my little fantasy as I tried to leave the club while picking up the package. Something I didn't expect that made the reality even better than the fantasy was when I was starting to fall asleep on his lap on the couch he kissed my forehead as if he was protecting me as I slept. The next morning I woke up alone in my bed instead of on the couch.
