Chapitre 2: Chapter 02
Prem found his first day to be okay, he was glad it was over, the next few days were proving to be a little more relaxing. Prem delved deeper into his role as a secret agent, he began to comprehend the intricacies of this particular mission. Everyday Devrat's words held the key to the next phase – a phase that required him to blend in seamlessly with the extravagant crowd, all while extracting valuable information discreetly. His task involved mingling with high-profile individuals, playing the part of a charming and charismatic individual who attracted attention effortlessly.
Each friday night they come to meet those men and women, talk with them to get familiar and gather information and done.
As Prem became more deeply entrenched in his role and continued to attend these Friday night gatherings, he began to discern a subtle nuance within the group. He realized that intermingled among the high-profile guests, there were certain individuals who were noticeably different. These women stood out not only for their elegant attire but also for their impeccably maintained appearances.
It became evident to Prem that some of these women were, in fact, escorts. They seemed to effortlessly blend into the opulent environment, their attire and grooming setting them apart. Their striking figures and well-practiced poise made them difficult to distinguish from the other guests. These escorts played an important role in the clandestine world in which Prem now found himself, serving as a means to an end in the pursuit of valuable information.
As he continued to observe the dynamics at play, he realized that his interactions within this group would require an even more delicate balance.
By the time he started remembering them one curvaceous, that would be Remma, one tall and thin, that would be Yin hu, one on the fuller side, with plump breast, thin waist and a generous backside, that would be Paula, the Asian, Angel the short haired brunette who was just gorgeous, Yasmin was middle eastern exotic beauty, dark hair, dark eyes apparently she was a hit with the men. Maria was on another level, she was amazing, red hair and amazing light blue eyes, she was the one that seemed the sweetest to Prem, she was a little more genuine then the rest of the girls.
As another Friday night arrived, Prem mentally prepared himself for the intricate web of deception that awaited. He understood that this was not a night of genuine connection; it was a night of acting, of lying convincingly to those he would interact with. The weight of this role pressed heavily on him, and he knew that he had to make these individuals believe that he was there exclusively for them. It was a challenging task, one that required him to be both an actor and a spy, where authenticity had to be blurred for the sake of the mission.
However, this Friday night was different. As the evening progressed, it became evident that something had gone awry. Devrat, who had previously maintained an air of composure and authority, was now boiling with rage. Sahil's actions had incited his fury because Sahil fucked another girl giving her his number and details.
" Do you think I am not keeping an eye on you? " Devrat's voice carried a fierce edge as he confronted Sahil.
Sahil, taken aback by the unexpected confrontation, stammered, " Sorry."
Devrat's retort was stern and unyielding, " Sorry? After giving your details you think your apology can shield you from the consequences of your actions? "
Desperate to rectify his mistake, Sahil asked, " What can I do now? "
Devrat's response was as uncompromising as his anger, " Purchase a diamond set for her from your salary and inform her that you're going on a trip. "
The magnitude of this demand left Sahil stunned, and he protested, " From my salary? "
Devrat's response was firm, " Yes, you have to pay for your own mistake. "
The atmosphere grew tense as Sahil realized the weight of his actions and the repercussions he had to face. The camaraderie within the group had taken a hit, and it was clear that within this covert world, even the slightest misstep could have dire consequences.
Following Devrat's instructions, Sahil reluctantly purchased a diamond set and informed her that he was going on a trip, However, the situation took an unexpected turn as this girl named Hinata became a persistent presence in Sahil's life, bombarding him with messages, always telling him how much she loves him after willingly whoring her self out for money... Yes it was a lot of money, yes they had the best of everything, but to give up your dignity, your self-respect for money… Prem also could not swallow it.
Sahil was pissed as hell, he hated having to come in contact with that girl. She made a shit load of money, but still she wanted to settle down with someone who was super rich. This newfound attachment irritated Sahil beyond measure. He couldn't fathom how someone who had willingly chosen to engage in such activities for money could now express such feelings to blackmail him emotionally.
Sikander, was Devrat's second in command, he would deal with all the nitty and gritty things... But even Sikander wanted to avoid any involvement with Hinata. In response, Devrat assigned Prem the task of gathering information to determine if Hinata had connections with smugglers.
Taking this directive seriously, Prem decided to act during the working night of these escort girls. Prem had to play hard to get, as Sahil was way too lenient with the girls, he gave in to them for everything.
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As Prem entered the exclusive club that night he noticed the place alive with business men... All very high players, very wealthy... This club was an all exclusive and prestigious set up to walk on but he did not like cheap girls like Hinata who compromised their principles for monetary gain.
After a few drinks and mingling with the guests, it became evident that many were readily purchasing drugs, and it was always a lot of money.
Prem proceeded to the bar, and the bartender, Dennis, recognized him, swiftly serving him a scotch. He shook a few hands, engaging in polite conversation and then turned to assess the girls. There was Yun hi... Looking amazing, dancing and seducing.
Then he looked over at Sejal, she was stunning, her clothes so revealing yet so modest, he liked that, it was sort of her trademark... She was a charmer. All good there.
He noticed Pooja and Reeta laughing at some joke a guy was saying, and they had a little audience. Yasmine as always in high demand but where is Hinata?
Prem cast his gaze around the room, searching for Hinata. Finally, he spotted her engaged in a conversation with a new girl. However, as his eyes settled on the newcomer, Hinata faded into the background.
The sight of this striking woman left him momentarily awestruck. Her beauty was nothing short of ethereal, and her eyes held a captivating allure that seemed almost otherworldly. Her shimmering dress glistened in the dim light, lending her an angelic quality that drew his attention.
As he continued to watch, he noticed her delicately biting her lip while trying to absorb what Hinata was saying. The very sight of her threatened to distract him, and he silently cursed.
Fcuk she was going to make him lose his job if he kept staring at her.
He was there for a specific mission, and getting lost in this woman's enchanting presence could jeopardize everything.
Desperately seeking help to remain focused on his task, he scanned the room for Sikander, but Sikander was nowhere in sight. Frustration welled up within Prem, and he knew he had to take control of the situation.
Summoning his resolve, he approached Hinata, determined to fulfill his mission. " Excuse me, " he said, breaking her concentration.
Hinata turned to look at him, and the encounter took an unexpected turn.
" Yeah? "
" What's your name? " He asked her. He noticed her face color... She hesitated for a moment, her eyes locking onto his. The seconds stretched, laden with unspoken implications.
" Eva, "She lied and the newcomer standing beside her appeared to gulp nervously, further fueling Prem's curiosity.
However, Prem wasn't ready to let her off the hook so easily. He pressed on, a hint of mischief in his smile. " Your real name" he insisted, pushing for the truth.
Hinata relented, her voice barely above a whisper as she confessed, " It's Eve, short for Evelyn. "
Prem couldn't help but admire her ability to maintain an air of secrecy, and he decided to make this encounter more challenging for her. He wanted to gauge her reaction, to see if she was as suspicious of him as he was of her.
With a sly grin, he continued, " How much for you, Evelyn? " He watched as her face colored with a mix of emotions, likely embarrassment and anxiety.
" I... I have to ask..." she stammered in response.
Maintaining the facade, Prem played along, pretending to be a potential client. " I'll ask, who do I ask? " He said wanting her to think he really was a client so she will not get suspicious.
Her gaze fixed on Juan, and she pointed towards him. With a nod, Prem walked toward Juan, feigning interest. While he had never employed such an approach before, his mission required him to delve into uncharted territory, posing as someone he was not.
" Hey Juan, that girl in the red with short hair, Hinata I wanna ask her out "
He engaged Juan in a conversation that seemed casual and unassuming. He inquired about Hinata a little more to know if something was a miss from his side too but Juan, seemingly unperturbed by the request, simply replied with a nonchalant
" Sure "
" And what about the other girl standing beside her? She seems new here, " Prem couldn't resist to ask about her.
" Yes, she is, but you don't want to be involved with both girls, do you? " Juan inquired, letting a mischievous chuckle escape as he let his imagination run wild.
" Of Course not " Chuckling in response, Prem assured Juan.
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Once the deal was settled with Juan, Prem returned to Hinata.
" After you, " With a polite gesture, Prem indicated for the newcomer to lead him to her room, bypassing Hinata. This move seemed to surprise her, and he could detect a hint of shock in her expression.
Prem watched the newcomer whose name was Manyata, hesitated for a while and looked around for some sort of support. Finally coming to the realization that nobody was coming to her aid she walked on ahead. He noticed her hands shaky and she was trying to control her breathing. This was not a good sign for a newcomer.
Once inside the room, Prem took a seat in a luxurious armchair. The room exuded an air of opulence, a testament to the wealth that flowed through this covert world. He calmly undid his tie and took it off, never taking his eyes off Manyata. She stood there, her gaze lowered, seemingly unsure of what to do.
" I have paid an absurd amount of money for you, are you going to stand there all night? " He inquired, maintaining the act, his eyes firmly fixed on her.
Manyata, with her innocent gaze, briefly looked up at him before casting her eyes downward once more. She shook her head in response.
She looked ready to pass out when Prem spoke to her again. " Seems like I will be paying big bucks for you, I hope you won't disappoint, "
" What …What would you like me to do? " Manyata's voice trembled as she inquired.
" First look at me…, " he instructed, drawing her gaze back to meet his. Her eyes were striking, and he couldn't help but acknowledge their allure. She nervously bit her lip, awaiting further instructions.
" Good, now say it again. "
" What would you like me to do? " She repeated her previous sentence while swallowing hard.
" Let me see, " Prem deliberately made the situation appear challenging, he had a purpose in mind. He aimed to convey to Manyata that this path she had chosen was not an easy one, and that if she sought to engage in this world, she would need to accept its demands and expectations. This was exactly what he needed after the few months he had been through.
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