Ice cold rain feel in sheets over the crowded streets below. The sky was pitch black yet Ye Chunlei could see everything from where he was perched on the high rooftop of the target hotel while headlights crawled through traffic like insects.
His ear twiched at the noise, the constant roar irritating his sensitive hearing.
Ignoring it, he glanced at his watch and set the timer to fifteen minutes.
That was all he needed.
***
(Warning: Implied/graphic depiction of sexual activity that may upset some readers)
The air conditioning from the hotel room did nothing to cool down the loud beating of Li Haoran's heart nor the heat and joyful bliss that pooled in his gut. He guzzled down half a bottle of alcohol, sweat trickling down his skin as he squeezed the whore's breasts, enjoying the beautiful moans that escaped her perfect red lips.
By this time tomorrow, according to Cuen Hanhua, the 50 billion Yuan contract would be in his hands and so was the extra money for his slush fund. It was a reason to celebrate.
He ran a rough tongue over her nipples, grinning as her chest sucked in with a gasp. He lifted his head to her neck, biting down hard enough to draw blood while simultaneously slipping a hand between her thighs.
The whore gasped and trembled underneath him, making his already hard cock twitch. "Do you like it, baby?" He whispered in her ear
She nodded. "I-I like it so much," she whimpered. "But I want ... This whore wishes to have more."
That was his cue.
Li Haoran stood up, practically ripping his expensive clothes off as he tossed them on the floor. He drank the rest of the alcohol and grabbed the whore's thighs, wrapping them around his waist before binding her wrists with us meaty hands, staring at her bosom hungrily. How could he deny such a sexy woman in need?
"Don't worry," he murmured in her ear. "I will make you feel good."
He was just about to enter her when there was a sharp knock on the door.
He huffed in annoyance. Probably one of those dull attendants. Couldn't they see he was having a good time?
"I don't need assistance," he called at the door, not letting go of the sexy whore .
It was only answered by another knock.
"Get out, you leech!" Li Haoran screeched. "I said I don't need assistance!"
A third knock .
Li Haoran reluctantly let go the whore and stomped to the door. He was surely going to have a talk with the HR or manager or whoever was in charge of the attendants about this. Did they know who he was?
He swung the door open and pointed a pudgy finger at the attendants. "Didn't you hear me? Are you all deaf in here? I said I don't need assistance!"
"Apologies, Master," the attendant cooed.
Then pain exploded in Li Haoran's jaw, sending him crashing sideways. Strong, gloved fingers wrapped around his throat,leaving him gasping and wheezing.
He reached his hands forward, trying to claw at the person's face but the assailant merely stepped out of view.
His head swam from the alcohol, his lungs convulsing. The deal. The deal he'd spent so long trying to get. Lost millions of Yuan for. And the whore. The beautiful, fuckable whore that was by far better than his old hag of a wife, still on the bed,waiting for him. A small part of his mind wondered why she hadn't screamed and tried to get help yet.
The last thing he saw was a sharp, fox-like face and cold gree eyes the colour of peridots.
The lat thing he felt was a sharp needle-like apin on his neck.
He crumpled as everything went dark.
***
"My, what a way to take someone out," Wang Jing Yi drawled lazily from her place on the bed as she stood up to put on the clothes the hotel has assigned to get that was less actual fabric and more strings and nets.
Ye Chunlei stared at the lifeless corpse in front of him, mild disgust curling in his chest at the fa am and snorted, pulling the needle out of his neck with efficiency and wiping the blood on the corpse's cheek.
He stepped over the body and into the stifling room that smelt vaguely of cum, drugs and alcohol, throwing Wang Jing Yi a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. "Thanks for the help," he grunted.
"No problem," Wang Jing Yi replied, lighting a cigarette and taking a slow, relaxed drag, her glittering dark eyes sliding f om Ye Chunlei to the deaf body. ,"The body?"
"They'll find it sooner or later," Ye Chunlei said a shrug. "It'll be worse of he's missing."
"Security cameras?"
"I put all videos on loop," Ye Chunlei said, brushing the itchy attendant's uniform. "Whoever's watching can't see shit."
"Acting as the whore for this reminded me why I let that damned brothel in the first place," Wang Jing Yi said suddenly with a sigh, rubbing her temples.
Even at thirty-five, Wang Jing Yi looked as beautiful as ever and, according to what Ye Chunlei heard from the others, was even more mysterious and alluring. From what Wang Jing Yi had told him, she used to work in a brother before she came in contact with the head (normally referred to as Big Boss when he was out of earshot) of the Agency and decided to some here.
"Your acting was good," Ye Chunlei commended her, his eyes sliding to the empty bottles of alcohol on the glass table beside the bed. If the needle hadn't finished the job, the poison Wang Jing Yi slipped into the drinks would've sooner or later. That was the plan since using poison needles to kill was a blood step away from Ye Chunlei's comfort zone.
Wang Jing Yi chuckled. "Oh that was nothing." She took another drag, puffing smoke out of her ruby red lips before finally making way to the door. "I don't need Little Brother to compliment facts."
Ye Chunlei let out another snort before following after her out of the door.