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Augusta's POV(past life):

She walked into the building, glancing about as she searched for the man in the picture. She was dressed in a shirt black shimmering gown with a slit on the side just to look sexy, along with silver heels. Her hair cascaded down her back as she scanned the room. A femme fatale. She was playing that role again. It was something her murdered family knew her for. She walked past drunk men and women, walking to the VIP seat as she caught a glimpse of a man. Of course, she knew how to deal with this. She stepped into the VIP centre. Of course, she had her pass with her. She noticed the man staring about with two ladies trying hard to get his attention. She nearly rolled her eyes. His gaze finally rose and met hers. With that, she pretended to fall. His weakness was already mastered before she arrived here.

He had his taste in women, but couldn't ignore women in black. It was the weirdest thing on the list. He loved glossy skin and long legs. She had those and knew she did. She wasn't afraid to flaunt it. As she fell she made sure her cleavage was on display, as well as her thighs. His eyes went down to her legs and she pretended to blush with embarrassment, quickly rising from this leg. His eyes were on her as she adjusted her outfit. The other ladies looked at her with surprise but they were dismissed by this man who was entrenched by the beauty before him. Her long legs grabbed his attention more than any part of her body while she pretended to be shy. Yeah, he had a thing for shy women as well. When she noticed his lips turn upwards, she smiled too but slightly noticeably.

"You don't seem to be one of the ladies around here sweetheart. So I'll ask. What brings a damsel like you here?" He questioned as he looked at her with complete interest. Not that she'd gotten him wrapped around her finger, she gently sat down opposite him on purpose. She knew his eyes would land on her thighs.

"I was just looking for some fun." She said innocently. "Staying at home all day is quite boring and sometimes I just need to breathe." She fanned herself slowly intentionally locking her legs as though she was horny, cause that's what she wanted him to believe.

"And do you think I may add to that fun?" He said while she smiled.

"I don't mind a gentleman like you adding to my fun." She knew her grin was attractive. It worked for every man she'd come across, aside from Derek.

"Come here." He stated and she was disgusted by this man but she hid it with a blush.

"Not that kind of fun. I'm talking about something deeper, more intimate, where no one can see us." I poured and he raised his brow like he finally got the idea.

"Oh, that. I did book a room for some fun tonight. But I guess I'll be cancelling that so we can have that fun." He stated with a grin. She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes because she was getting the ick. All these men were foolish. But she did stand up from where she was and moved towards the passage. He followed after her even though he led the way still. His hands were on her waist as she leaned against the door, facing him, eyeball to eyeball.

He was good-looking, but not as good as Derek. That man's eyes were something a woman could get lost in. This man carried her while she wrapped her legs around him. Okay, now the thought about Derek had gotten her horny and here she was trying to take off this man's shirt so she could have sex with him. But no matter how horny she was, she had to fulfil this mission. It's not going to take so long, all she needed was the injection pin sitting well on her thighs. As he went ahead to kiss her neck, her chest heaved, damn he caught her sensitive part. She took out the pin and pricked his neck. He stopped the kissing before slowly looking at her. That poison was fast. His veins looked as though they were about to pop out of his face and neck. He groaned a few times in excruciating pain. Then like a log of wood, he fell on top of her, but she could still feel his breathing. Then a gunshot was heard. She screamed as the man rolled away from on top of her onto the floor, causing her to come face to face with Derek himself. Her eyes were on his, but his expression was on readable. He turned to leave.

"He threatened the lives of your kids didn't he?" She questioned causing Derek to stop in his tracks without turning. He was stunned beyond words about how she knew that. Then he slowly turned, looking at her with a slight and suspicious scowl on his face before moving slowly towards her.

"You know too much already, Augusta. Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you right now."

"Because if you wanted to, you would have done so from the beginning. You had records of me that made you know I'm no simple woman. You also know my skills in tech. Do you not expect me to find this out myself? You might want to kill me, but you can't because you need me." She emphasized while he stepped towards her and she shrank deeper into the bed. His eyes dropped on her cleavage, then he smirked then nodded.

"You're right. You know what else I need?" He questioned and she furrowed her brows. He pulled her closer to him, before spreading her legs apart exposing her black lingerie. She yelped as he pulled her closer. He was fucking hard. "Funny how I'm fucking horny right now." He pressed her closer to him and her mouth went agape with wide eyes at how fucking huge he was against her. She was wetter than wet and needed ease. Like a dead man wasn't already on the ground, he ripped her panty and unzipped his trousers before entering her in one go. She sighed in relief as he thrust into her, bringing her legs higher to him. She bit her lips as he pounded into her, fucking her mercilessly. Her chest let rise and fall and her titties caught his eyes before he leaned down and took one of them into his mouth while playing with the other with his fingers.

"Oh my god, yes." Her moans echoed in the room as he slammed into her. The sound of their connection echoed in the room. His head jerked backwards as the pleasure overwhelmed him, his grunts and moans getting frequent and she knew he was close to cumming. She felt her stomach tightening before she spilt. Soon after he pulled out of her and spilled on her stomach. He rose immediately, adjusting himself before walking out of the room.

Augusta stared at the door for more minutes, stunned at the way he walked out without even looking back.