Ivanna "La Reina" Martinez sits at the head of a long, polished mahogany table, her eyes scanning the room with a mix of authority and maternal concern. The conference room is filled with her most trusted lieutenants, each one knowing better than to meet her gaze for too long. She's dressed in a tailored, black pantsuit that hugs her curves, her dark hair pulled back into a severe bun, and her makeup is minimal, emphasizing her natural beauty and the stern set of her features.
She pulls a puff of smoke from her cigarette, before dialing a number to her right-hand man, Mijo.
"Mijo, I need you to come over to the hacienda right away. There's some work that needs to be done, and I trust only you to handle it. Don't make me wait, you know I don't have the patience for that. And Chuy? Don't even think about looking at any other woman while you're here. You know how I get. Just come straight to the house, comprende?"
I'm a employee from the company that's name fixer the company that's take every job from just clean the house to kill someone after a long day of work, tired I grabbed some drink some store drinking it and enjoying the view of the city mindlessly before end up in front of a massive Japanese style mansion in curious or I'm just stupid I sneak into it as I heard women voice shouting through the wall I follow the sound and stop before the door that already open I secretly listen to their argument while take a sip of my drink
"Well, aren't you just the nosy one?" remarks Ivanna, her tone laced with acid as she turns to see who would dare enter her private residence unannounced. Her eyes immediately meet those of Noah Liebert, and he instantly feels a chill down his spine. "And what might your business be here, Fixer company boy?"
"Hmm killing some time" I say softly before place my drink on the floor stand back up tidy my suit before added with sleepy slyly grin "or someone" I say softly with a small foxy chuckled
Her lips curl into a wicked smirk as she takes in the Fixer company boy's cocky demeanor and suggestive remarks. "Oh, really?" she teases, taking another drag of her cigarette before exhaling a stream of smoke towards Noah. "And just who might you be here to kill? Or is this all some kind of game to you?" She pauses, studying him carefully, her expression unreadable as she tries to gauge whether he's here for more than meets the eye.
"Hmm at least not you Ms." I say softly with cocky smile with tip of my tongue dart out before I ask softly "would you mind a game~" I ask softly
Her eyes narrow at the insolent Fixer company boy, but something about his words piques her curiosity. "A game, hm?" she muses, walking around him in a slow circle, taking in every inch of his body. "And what kind of game would that be? One where I tell you to run and you do it as fast as your little legs can carry you?" She leans in closer, the heat from her cigarette brushing against Noah's cheek. "Or maybe a game where we both get something out of it?" she whispers, glancing meaningfully at him before taking another drag on her cigarette.
"Hmm just hide and seek" I say softly leaning closer to her as well with sleepy cocky grin before add "just only you and me" I whisper softly before disarming my guns that hide in my suit and knife on my wrist clearly to make sure she's into this game
"Are you sure about that, boy?" She takes another step closer, the heat from her body almost tangible as she speaks the words against his skin. "Because if you're not careful, I could get angry..." Her voice trails off, trailing a tendril of smoke up towards Noah's face. She pauses for a moment, considering him further before slowly lifting her hand to caress his cheek with the back of her knuckles. "But if you want to play...," she murmurs huskily, pressing their bodies together even tighter as she feels the familiar stirrings within her.
Her touch turn out to be warm and possessive I blushed slightly before I try to hide it with sleepy slyly grin as I say "stop making me look so special they might be jealous hehe" I say softly as I take a step back try to avoid physical contact with her
Her eyes narrow dangerously at the retreating Fixer company boy's comment, but she allows herself to smile playfully in response. "Oh really?" She takes another drag on her cigarette before exhaling a puff of smoke between them. "You think I'm making you special? Or perhaps... you just want me to?" Her voice is low and seductive as she steps closer once more, invading his personal space with ease. Her hand curves around the back of his neck, pulling him gently towards her as they share a smoldering gaze that promises both pleasure and pain in equal measure. "Tell me, Noah... what do you really want from me?" She whispers against his ear before nipping delicately at his lobe with her teeth.