?Running With Scissors ?

?c h a p t e r 29?

A very handsome man in a blue Armani suit steps forward arms stretched out wide. For a second I think he's going to hug me but then he says 'Hans' and I put my arms back down.

"Good to see you, Don." Hans says and I know I'm standing in front of the very man I came to rob.

"I didn't think you would be coming after what happened last we spoke."

Hans' hand gently squeezes mine reassuringly as if he knows something I don't. "Even more reason to be here. Besides, accepting your invitation means I have the privledge to bring you the beautiful Blume, Miss Samantha Bullard."

Donovan looks over me as if he hadn't notice I was here and then gives me a knock out smile; the kind that makes girls drop their panties.

"A flower indeed." He offers his hand to me and when I take it, he pulls me from Hans' grip into a sensual embrace. Donovan places one hand on my lower back and another on my arm making my body flush against his. "Thank you for delivering my date. We will have to chat later about our future Mr. Müller."

The way Donovan is holding me, I can't see Hans but I do hear the door open and then close behind him. I'm so close to my target that I can see the small freckles on his neck and specks of green in his blue eyes.

"Zaria sure does not disappoint. Samantha, is it?" When I nod he continues. "You are exquisite."

"T-Thank y-you."

He kisses my cheek and slowly releases me, feeling my hips as he goes.

"Is this your first time, Samantha?"

I nod.

He turns towards his giant mahogany desk and pulls open a drawer, retrieving a bottle of what looks like whiskey. He pours two glasses and signals for me to walk forward.

"Remember, Handle likes women to fawn over him."

I sigh out all of my nervousness and sit on his desk presumptuously, taking the drink from him. "Do we toast?"

His eyes look over my exposed neck and chest before returning to my face. "Yes, I believe we should. To the first night of, what I hope, is many."

I raise and clank my glass with his before downing the whole thing. Nate assured me he would get Donovan out of the room before anything happens and I hope he is right.

"So, tell me what a woman as beautiful as you is doing in a business like this." He sips his drink and pours me another which I also chug.

"I had a messed up childhood with daddy issues so now I get off making rich men pay for my body." My words take both him and me by surprise.

I decide I had enough liquid courage because I was becoming too courageous and set my glass down. He comes close to me, opens my legs and sets himself in my center careful not to actually touch my body. Donovan raises one hand to stroke my face when his phone rings.

With a sigh he steps away and answers. "Handle."

His playful eyes turn dark and he aggressively ends the call. "I have a matter to deal with. Please, make yourself comfortable, have another drink and I'll be right back."

He kisses my lips gently and I let him. I even let out a small moan when he moves away to sell my role making him smirk at me.

He closes the door behind him and I jump up. I pull at the bottom part of my earring revealing a little device like flash drive.

"Ok, hit the following keys on the keyboard. . ."

I tap away as fast as I can, following every direction not knowing exactly how long I have. A black screen pops up with 1's and 0's and the twins go at hacking into his computer remotely through the little plug I put in.

The toggle bar shows 2% complete.

"Good job, Constance. Remember, if he brings Luca to the room. . "

"I know."

12% Complete.

"I just need you to be prepared for anything even if Handle gets physical. ."

"I could care less if he touches me as long as Luca is safe."

23% complete.

"I meant he could get physical with Luca. The plan is to get you out before he can try something with you."

I stay quiet and watch the progress bar. Of course I had prepared for the possibility of him forcing himself on me, or demanding sex because he did already pay Zaria. I understood that coming into the building but. . can I really sit back and watch him hurt Luca?

41% complete.

"You there?"

"You know I am. You see everything I see through the breast cam."

59% complete.

"Sorry about that by the way. I-I didn't see anything."

"Sure you didn't."

76% complete.

"I did. I saw everything." Nick jumps in the conversation as he yells into my ear.

I just shake my head. If Luca was his regular self then he would have had a cow knowing the boys saw my boob. It wasn't like I flashed them. . just couldn't quite place the microphone right and it accidentally jiggled out.

91% complete.

I pour myself some more whiskey and pour a little more in the potted plant next to me. I remember to sip it this time. No need for me to get drunk until I get me and Luca out of this place.

98% complete.

"We almost have all of the files. When it's complete, take the chip and put it back in your earring."

100% complete.

I remove the chip and the computer screen goes back to normal. Once I put the chip in it's original place, I hear Donovan's voice outside of the door. I grab the bottle ready to play my next part and sit in the corner chair just in time.

From my seat I watch the FBI Director who I just burgled walk in with the man that I want, the man that I am in like with. Luca has blood splatter on his shirt and I fight myself against looking concerned for him. I fight my legs from running to him. I fight everything inside of me telling me to go to him.

His eyes meet mine and even though I want to smile I look past him to my target and smile wide.

"I thought you had forgot about me."

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Well, my fingers hurt after typing that super long chapter but enough about me. Look at our girl going all 007 and spying like a professional.

*wipes tears*

Question, what do you think is going on in Luca's head?