Scott McBaran's POV
I was looking at the woman that was leaving the building before I was smiling at myself. I don't think I want to do this but I have to get her name. And what was the better way to get it by hacking into the system of the Giovanni's Hotel?
I was entering the mainframe for the guest list as I was typing it away on my laptop in my room. I was looking at the CCTV as well as the computer screen at the time that she checked in weeks ago.
It seems to me that she stayed here more than a normal person was.
I smirked before I saw that someone was typing in her name into the system. I was leaning closer to the screen when I was looking at the name. Then, it appeared and it spelled KARINA KAZAKOV.
Interesting.
So, my mysterious lady was from Russia…just like Karla.
I shook my head as I was remembering my first love. I cannot think that there was a time that I was too self-centered that I forgot about her. And she left me.
I was a stupid fool to fall in love with her but this time, I will move on starting with this woman right here.
She was smiling at the camera when I was looking at the footage before I was tracking her down. I got her license plate before she went out. I smirked before I was logging into the government system, again without any trace left behind.
I found out that she was going on a fancy date with someone. I also found out that she was not being the best of the best woman for my choice.
She was a Russian escort.
I was gripping my hands into fists as I was looking at the Lamborghini that was leaving the hotel. I was not expecting this but by the looks of it, she was not what she seems.
I think I have been intrigued by her identity as well as her career. Then it was decided that I will be the only one that she was going to be paying attention to.
If it means that I have to pay for her services.
I was walking toward the door as I was taking my coat to get out of the hotel. I know where she went and that's where I was going.
And right now, we were kissing in the middle of the parking lot in front of the fancy restaurant that I was pulling Karina away from. She was trying to get away from me and I was releasing her from my grip.
She was panting hard before her eyes were dilating at me right now. I think my eyes were doing the same thing as well. Karina was licking her lower lips and instantly, my cock was stirring inside my pants.
Shit, what was happening right now?!
The only person that ever did that to me involuntarily was Karla Kuznetsov. But right now, I have someone else that my cock would love to have a taste.
And her name is Karina Kazakov.
"What do you think you're doing? I am not a plaything—"
"No, I know you're not. But you're an escort and I just saved your life from that creepy old man. I think he was old enough to be your grandfather," I said as I was looking at Karina. She was not happy as she was glaring at me. I shrugged.
"Look, thank you for your help but I can take care of myself," Karina said before I was smiling at her. She was about to walk away but I was pulling her to my hard body. She gasped before she was looking into my eyes.
"Why are you so serious? Chillax, and have fun, will you? I think you owe me that much," I said as I was looking into her green eyes. She clicked her tongue before she was rolling her eyes to the side. I smiled before I was pulling her to enjoy something else other than eating.
"Unhand me, you brute,"
"I was not doing that. I was merely dragging you, Ms. Kazakov,"
"It was the same thing!" She said as I was looking at her before I was rolling my eyes. Karina was about to argue with me before I was picking her up like a sack of potato before she was gasping for air as I was carrying her like she weighed nothing.
"What are you doing? Put me down, now!!" She said as she was punching my back. I kept on walking as I was walking toward my car as I was unlocked the door before I was putting her into the passenger seat and strapped her in.
"You will don't want to miss this," I said as I was smiling at her and she was glaring at me. When I know that this woman will not succumb to me, it just made me wanted to make her like mine.
And I think I am succeeding at this.
"Now, we can get away from here," I said as I was fastening my seatbelt and I shifted the gear into D and get out of here.
Karla Kuznetsov's POV
How dare he did this to me?!
So what if I was an undercover escort that I have to do something with that identity? It was a good cover and people will not be asking me when they looked at me.
My profession was disgusting after all.
But not this man. This man that I don't even know his name was. I was looking outside the window when I realized that I have been staring out into the city as we passed by. I was not aware of where are we going.
"Where are we going?" I asked him as I know that I don't want to be kidnapped and be sold in the international black market for slaves.
You think they did not exist anymore but they do. And I was trying to uncover them.
But if this man was a ring leader for that horrible syndicate, then, it would be a great mission for me to uncover it and I will do it perfectly.
So, I will play by ear for now.
"I think you need to be shown how a man is to be treating a lady right," the stranger said as I was turning to look at him.
He was attractive, I have to admit. But I don't know if he could ever be matched with Alan.
Alan, a memory that will always haunt me forever.
"I doubt that. Besides, you're not even showing me the right treatment ever since we left the table. You carried me like a sack of potato on your shoulder. If I was right, that was not the very act of a gentleman," I said as I was crossing my hands in front of my revealing black dress. I know that the man digs this but right now, I don't want to be a slut in front of this man. I don't want to be a fake, I wanted him to know the real me.
Woah, where did that thought came from?
The stranger chuckled at me before he was parking in front of a restaurant that was ever known by mankind. The most exclusive and expensive Devereaux's Dine. I gulped before I was looking at my dress. I am not dressed for this occasion and right now, I think everyone was looking at me as the stranger was getting out of the car and opened the door for me.
I turned to look at him as he was offering his hand. I don't know that Scott would be this kind and also cruel to bring me here. I think I will skin him alive after this.
"Karina, honey, do not embarrass me. We have a dinner reservation, remember?" He said as I was arching my eyebrows at him.
"But we just met—"
"Not the words that I was looking for right now," he said as he was pulling me out of the car before he slammed the door and locked the car. I was looking at his red eyes before he was smiling at me.
If I don't know any better, Scott was a very impatient man.
I sighed before Scott was pulling me by the waist and we were walking up to the front door. I can see that the people were busy talking and laughing, and they were all doing great with their appropriate clothes.
Unlike me.
I was gulping before Scott was opening the door and I was entering it with him. He was smiling at the host before he said that he had a reservation for dinner. The host took a look at the reservation and he nodded before he turned to look at me like I was a piece of gum on his shoes.
"She's with me," Scott said as I was turning to look at him. He was glaring at the young boy.
"Of course, this way, sir, ma'am," the host said and we were walking to our table for my unplanned dinner date with a stranger that I just get to know tonight.
Scott, what a lovely name.