C2 DON'T LOOK AT MY EYES
•NARRATOR'S POV•
At the same time, when Sophie and her friends were planning mission seduce, An off-road vehicle drove and entered the Z-district. The car's speed did not to reduce as it sped up instead. Z-district is the place where some local mobs stay.
When the off-road vehicle pulled over, a man in a black mask and black suit stood by the car's back door with a girl of about thirty years, obediently. She would have been a beauty, as deduced from her curvy figure, but she looked haggard.
The girl is Amelia Russell, the daughter of a small underworld boss, Tyson Russell. The underworld is where shady businesses occur.
•AMELIA'S POV•
I was feeling depressed after being kidnapped by the man in black mask three days ago. What depressed me is that the man clad in black did not speak. He only told me that he will tie me up and video me, but I refused. What shocked me is that he did not force me. He only gave me food on time and did not ask anything again.
Today, he brought me to the Z-district. Even my father's district is not as chaotic as the Z-district, but he just stood by the side of the road.
When I was feeling tired from the wait, a black color, black tinted glasses off-road vehicle approached us and pulled over. The man dressed in a black mask and black suit immediately became respectful. It piqued my interest to know who made this devil so subservient. When the back window of the car lowered slowly, I saw a pair of azure eyes that were as deep as an abyss. I couldn't help but be entranced by the pair of eyes.
•NARRATOR'S POV•
“Don't look at my eyes for long, or you would fall into the abyss with no way out.” Jordan said to Amelia with a smirk.
Jordan Newman came to California two months ago, currently in Los Angeles for revenge, and he just started implementing his plans now.
Jordan's voice snapped Amelia out of her trance.
“How is the plan?” Jordan asked the man dressed in black.
“She refused to cooperate.” The man in black said aptly.
“Amelia Russell. Get in the car.” Jordan said with confidence and undefiable authority.
Amelia walked and entered the car like she was hypnotized. When Amelia reached the car, she snapped out of her hypnotic state.
‘What's wrong with me? His eyes sent me into a trance, and now his voice made me hypnotized. Is he a devil king? He must be a big devil king. Only big devils can make the previous devil that kidnapped me to be submissive.’ Amelia thought in frustration.
Amelia opened the back seat door and entered the car.
Jordan raised his car's windows when Amelia entered.
When Amelia entered, she saw Jordan's athletic body outline from his body fitting suit, and started fantasizing.
“Your hormones are really too much.” Jordan said to Amelia in a tone without emotion.
‘Why does everything about him, send me into a trance? He's a real devil king. No touch of white on his clothes. Why does everybody around him also wears black mask? Are they from the same bandit group?’ Amelia thought as she looked at the driver and saw that he was also clad in a mask.
Jordan raised the car's soundproof privacy partition, which separated the front seat from the back seat.
“Amelia Russell, a top manager in a mall. Finished from Harvard Business School as one of their best students, but lacks employment due to her father's reputation.” Jordan read from a file which summarizes Amelia's life.
“You're good at business, but do you know what you're lacking? You're businesswise, but not streetwise. That's why your father will use you for his selfish benefits without you knowing it.” Jordan said calmly.
“If my father benefits from me, how is that your business?” Amelia said defiantly.
“It wouldn't be my business, but you have some qualities that I need. I need you to work for me.” Jordan said calmly.
“I will never work for you.” Amelia said stubbornly.
“You can go. Here is my number. Let's make a bet. If you go back to your father, In 48 hours, you will be in a situation where you will need my help desperately. You will work for me for 10 years if I win.” Jordan said confidently.
“What do I gain if you lose?” Amelia asked.
“You required money to start up your plaza, right? I will give you five hundred.” Jordan said calmly.
“What can five hundred dollars buy? If you want to coerce me, just do it.” Amelia said with disdain.
“Coerce you? I don't force those who work for me, or else they won't do a good job. Who's giving you five hundred dollars? I mean five hundred million dollars” Jordan said calmly.
Amelia's mouth gaped, as she stared intently at him trying to find any clue of him lying, but only what she could see was a black mask, a calm and deep pair of azure eyes, and pink lips. Amelia couldn't make out his expression or guess his thoughts.
“What if you don't give me the money when you lose?” Amelia asked.
“Here is a gold card with five hundred million dollars in it. The password is your birthday.” Jordan said casually, passing her a gold card, with only a company name on it called, Sky limited.
‘He has dug up everything about me. Does he also know my pant's color?’ Amelia thought unfocused, as she slightly bent her head downward.
“Don't worry, I'm not a pervert. I don't investigate people's underwear.” Jordan said as he looked at her with a meaningful smirk like he was reading her thoughts.
‘Can he also read the mind?’ Amelia shivered as a blushed crept from her neck to her cheek.
“You can leave now.” Jordan said, waving his hands dismissively without looking at Amelia.
“Just like that?” Amelia asked in disbelief.
“Yeah, just like that.” Jordan said calmly.
“What if I flee with your money?” Amelia asked, not buying Jordan's words.
“To you, the money is much, but to me, the money is a change. Moreover, do you dare run? You won't be able to run because you will be calling me in 48 hours.” Jordan said calmly while gazing outside the window.
“What if you kill me as I'm running away? I have seen it in movies.” Amelia asked with doubt.
“Your imagination is rich, but do you think I need to go through all this trouble just to kill a small fry like you?” Jordan asked while looking at Amelia like a fool. Amelia's face burnt in shame.
Amelia opened the door, and walked away slowly. When she noticed nobody was following her, she ran immediately like her life depended on it.
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Jordan did not even look at Amelia when she ran. Jordan lowered his window, and looked at the man in black, “Don't let her die.”
“Yes boss.” The man in black replied, before leaving and camouflaged with the dark night.
Jordan raised his window, before he lowered the soundproof privacy partition.
“Drive to my five-star hostel.” Jordan said faintly before closing his eyes to rest.
The driver drove without speaking.
“Boss, why did you not use her to lure Tyson?” The driver asked after a while of silence.
“Her worth is more than just a bait, but her lack of job, limits her. She just needs some polishing and she would become a good businesswoman. As for Tyson, I would use a ‘plan b’ for him. Fernando Sean made an investment, which will arrive in a week. Fernando used ninety percent (90%) of his wealth for the investment, and Tyson is the receiver.” Jordan explained calmly.
“Why would he use a mob for a deal that involves almost all his life savings?” The mask driver asked, confused.
“Because it's a billions of dollar drug deal. He is buying the most popular ecstasy drug in China, ‘joyful time’. Then he will probably sell it for at least five times the price he bought it. That's a massive profit. Nobody will believe or suspect that a local mob is carrying out a deal that involves billions of dollars. Then he sent some of his best men to protect Tyson in the dark. If everything works out fine, his net worth will triple at least, but unluckily, I'm in Los Angeles. Fernando, oh Fernando! You won't see me coming. Fernando thought that Los Angeles was his turf and I couldn't touch him here. Even if you run into your rathole, I will pull you out.” Jordan laughed evilly, coupled with his black attire and mask, made him look like a scary devil.
“Start the plan b.” Jordan said coldly before closing the soundproof privacy partition.
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15 MINUTES LATER.
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•JORDAN'S/ANDREW'S POV•
When we got to my five-star hotel, I had a private underground garage. Blake Martins passed through the underground garage and stopped me in front of a private elevator.
Blake Martins is my personal driver. Very few know him or his identity without the mask.
Before I got down, Blake said, “Boss, Ariel said she's waiting for you in the club she built new. The club which you told her to partner with Bella.”
“Oh! Is the club ready? Fine, you can leave now.” I said to Blake before entering the elevator. Blake bowed his head before the elevator closed.
I went into my room, took off my mask and suit, before entering the shower. When I turned on the shower, the water ran down my ink black hair, making them cascade backward. I looked at myself in the mirror, as I only take off my mask during the shower.
‘Dad! Mom! The revenge starts now.’ I thought while gnashing my teeth.
After my shower, I changed into a white long sleeve hood, a white mask, a pair of black jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. I changed to my second identity, Andrew Hale. I made my way to the club by taking a taxi. When I got to the club, I came down from the taxi and observe the architecture's design, and the management, when I felt a pair of eyes on me. When I turned around, I saw a pair of green eyes staring at me.
‘Isn't that the president of the four or five stars blah blah blah club? She always thinks she's smart, but she's just an arm length from foolishness. Her club only accepts rich and smart females, while smart females who only lack money are out there.’ I thought inwardly.
•SOPHIE'S POV•
My phone rang, and I went out of the club to answer the call when a taxi halted. I was not interested at first until the person I'm trying to seduce, the college's masked, and mysterious bad boy, Andrew Hale, alighted from the taxi.
