The beginning of the end of her enemies 2

Agent one: [Target en route, pull out now]

[Copy that] Aaliyah responded to the encrypted voice transmitted through the nude wireless com inside her ear. She pulled out of where she was parked and headed towards the main road.

Agent one: [He's coming right behind you]

Aaliyah: [Traffic light?]

Agent two: [On it...] His fingers furiously typed on the keypad of the laptop placed on his lap

Agent two: [...a-a-and done!] He finished after some seconds; the traffic light that was supposed to be green suddenly turned to red.

Aaliyah slowed her white convertible with the top down to a stop. Seconds later, a black hummer jeep with a cool J.J sitting at the back seat pulled up right beside her on the other lane.

If there's anything J.J loves other than sex, heavy drinking, and drug use... it's fast cars and reckless driving. He loved vehicles of different shapes and sizes, and the fancier the better, especially when there's a beautiful woman behind the wheel.

Little wonder that Aliyah's Mercedes convertible immediately got his attention. Since he never let the chance to hook up with a beautiful lady passes him by, he stared at her and was able to immediately recognize her as the girl he had an appointment with.

He immediately got out of his car and approached hers.

"Hey... Remember me?" he asked, casually leaning on her door

"How could I forget my dick appointment." She smiled seductively. "I was just coming to you actually"

"Really?" He asked with a raised brow and gave a throaty laugh that would have made her heart flutter if she didn't know he was a dangerous sexual sadist.

Jaye Jamal had that effect on most of the women he met. He was a very handsome man, tall, dark, well-muscled body, the works. No wonder his victims had easily fallen into his trap before getting to know too late about who he was.

"Come into my car" he ordered Aaliyah with confidence since he thought she was already an easy fuck. "What are you going to do about your car?"

"I'll call someone to pick it up, don't worry about it"

"Okay, let's make a right turn. You could park it over there" he pointed at a small parking lot situated beside a mall.

Everything was going as the team had planned it, which was to get him before he gets to the Majestic club.

The Swords Tactical Commando Team takes the 'Tactical' in their name seriously. Calculated and meticulously planned actions, with little or no attention drawn.

They both made a right turn before the traffic light turned back to green. After parking her car, she entered into his jeep and he immediately pounced on her, brutally kissing, biting, and groping her body. He later got frustrated when he couldn't get his hand up her crotch.

"You sure are dressed wrong for someone eager for a dick appointment." He held her roughly by the scruff of her neck and glared at her tight, short denim jumpsuit with a cross between disdain and fury.

"Oh pardon me. I never knew we were gonna start from the back seat of your car, with your driver as the audience." She retorted back sarcastically.

"Big Mo scram!" J.J barked at his bodyguard, who promptly opened the car and left them alone.

"...of course we're starting from the back seat of my jeep" he answered her sarcastic question.

"You ever been thoroughly fucked inside a car in broad daylight?" He asked gruffly, breathing hard and trying to figure out the hidden zipper on her jumpsuit.

"The thought that someone might walk in on you is so exciting... I bet you've never had it up your ass before, hmmn?"

"Pathetic! Acting like a stupid, rowdy dog after the scent of a bitch in heat." Aaliyah said disgustingly. She was not supposed to make him angry for her own safety but she couldn't just help the fact that this particular bastard disgusts her to no end.

"Shut the fuck up, cock-teaser bitch!" He slapped her hard across the face then.

"Didn't you get the memo about how you dressed to a dick appointment with me since you've heard about my sexual prowess?" he laughed sickenly, baring his teeth and looking like a maniac

He licked the side of her face lasciviously. "I love my bitches' pussy hot, moist, and readily open for me to fuck hard and I'm gonna stick it up your ass so hard you'll squeal like a stuck pig"

Aaliyah saw red and tasted blood inside the corner of her mouth as a result of the hard slap he gave her. She suddenly poked her four fingers very hard into his eyes, so hard he screamed

"Now who's squealing like a stuck pig?" She asked sardonically. And before he could recover from the pain, she deftly gave him a stern hit to the side of his neck, instantly knocking him out cold.

Inside an unmarked minivan in another part of the parking lot sat Aaliyah's three-man backup team. The sound of J.J slapping Aaliyah sprung them to action. They've all been warned of the length the sadist could go to once he's ticked off and started hitting on a woman

Agent one: "Move out now!" He commanded his subordinates and turned to the man beside him "Zik take care of the guard"

Zik: "yes sir!"

Zak and Zek aka agents one and two ran towards J.J's jeep, they opened the door exactly when he got knocked out by Aaliyah. Zak looked at Aaliyah's wilful expression and took a sigh of relief. 'thank God she's okay he thought to himself

"You just had to go riled him up didn't you?" he said to her.

"He was being an asshole" Aaliyah answered with a shrug.

Zik aka agent three approached Jaye Jamal's bodyguard who was releasing his full bladder on the side of an abandoned car.

"Phwwwhht" he whistled to get the bodyguard's attention. But before he turned back, he felt a pinch at the side of his neck and felt the spot with his fingers wondering what it was.

Zik had shot him with a dart gun filled with a dose of paralytic tranquilizer solution and quickly caught him before he falls into the puddle of urine on the ground.

"night, night" he whispered and easily carried him piggyback style to the jeep, placing him in the driver's seat with his back resting comfortably on the chair that was already tilted back.