The room which I found myself was heavily guarded outside, which gave me goosebumps. Rodger; that was the name of the Don, he held me by the waist and pulled me to himself which made my heart skip with grief, his breath made me almost unconscious, he intended kissing me, but I shoved my face away and smiled seductively.
"Not so fast…" I whispered while he scoffed, beckoning to me to strip off. I walked slowly towards where the drinks were kept and poured a wine into two glasses. It was obvious my hands were shaking, but I acted normal, my duty here was to get his fingerprints which was easy for me because I poured the drink on him accidentally. In rage, he picked a tissue and then flip away on the table.
