The Passion of the Pay Woman

The Passion of the Pay Woman
Ch~10


Ara immediately met Mr. Bold at one of the bars that Mr. Bold had told her about earlier.


Arriving there it turns out that there is already a Mimia who is bowed lethargic as if getting the tantrum of Mr. Bold.


"Sorry sir, it was a little late in the traffic." Ara was looking for the right reason for her boss to be angry.


"Sit down, I want to talk about something important to you both." Bold ordered.


Ara immediately sat down beside Mimia, and nudged her arm to say hello.


"I already know the problems that are happening at club XX that make our target now more alert even the news that I heard, they moved the place of transaction and now more alert," said Mr. Bold and suddenly hit the table making Ara and Mimia surprised and simultaneously looked at Mr. Bold seriously.


"I'm sorry, sir, I was really careless not to realize that my disguise was suspected and that I had failed to paralyze them." Said Ara with regret.


"It's good that you admit your mistake. I give you one chance if you fail again then I am forced to take you out of this mission. " Threat Bold.


"Okay sir, I won't repeat it again and am ready to accept the consequences if I violate it."


"Good, and remember don't repeat the same mistake. But this time you have to be more vigilant, they may be looking for you. Complete the mission immediately to keep your lives safe."


After he finished discussing the next mission, Ara also asked a question.


"Mr Bold, do you know this man?" ask Ara and show her a photo on her phone.


Bold grabbed Ara's phone and noticed the man in the photo while occasionally fixing the glasses he was wearing.


"Have you ever met him?" ask Bold. Ara and Mimia stared at each other then nodded together.


Bold sighed when he heard those two men. Folding both hands on Bold's chest also warned him not to deal with him anymore.


"Can you explain, how influential this guy is and he's not involved in the mission we're investigating right?" ask Ara.


"Sir Zivan was the leader of an influential organization in this city in place of his father, Mr. Max. His power when it is able to silence anyone who is against him and one more thing, how can you meet him or are you in trouble with him?" ask Bold again.


"No, we've only met him once and that was by accident, so don't worry, we don't have a problem with him" explained Ara trying to cover up for Bold not to know, if this man were now her husband.


Just as he was about to get out, Zivan suddenly appeared behind the door and made Ara immediately startled and took a few steps back, until he sat back on the sofa.


How did this guy show up here? and did he see Mimia and Mr Bold? I hope not.


"Sir, what are you doing here?" asked Ara in a stammer.


Zivan approached Ara and sat down next to her, "Who allowed you to take my car without my permission and dare to get out of the mansion without my knowledge?" ask Zivan and pull Ara in his arms.


"I-" had not finished talking, a waitress came in with some alcoholic beverages that Zivan had ordered before.


Zivan glanced at Ara. At once Ara also understood the meaning of the man beside her.


"Well, I'll do it, there's no need to look at me like that." Ara groggyly poured Vodka in her sloki and took a sip before giving it to Zivan, just as she often did to the guests she served.


Zivan poured out one sloki and gave it to Ara." Drink up," Zivan and Ara ordered a sip of Zivan.


One, two, up to six Vodka slogans should Ara sip at Zivan's command without any word of refusal. Ara's head began to feel dizzy and heavy, his body felt hot due to alcohol that began to spread to his blood circulation.


Damn, it seems like Mr. Zivan deliberately wanted to get me drunk. I really am no longer strong, Ara muttered as her body drooped in Zivan's arms.


Zivan lifted Ara's chin that could no longer resist. Zivan looked at every inch of his face and touched it with his fingers.


It's your fault why you look so much like him, but you're more seductive and bolder, making me more eager to conquer you again.


While drunk Ara also talked ngaco and every question Zivan so easily Ara answered.


"Hi Mister, you don't set me up, I won't tell you anything about all the missions I'm on" Ara said unknowingly.


"really? Has your mission succeeded? I don't think so yet. Just so you know Agent Ara. Your mission will never work if I don't help you." Zivan said as he sipped Vodka back. But it seems that Zivan's last words have not been heard by Ara.


To Be Continued