Martinez.“Wakey wakey sexy man” a woman said, placing her boobs on Martinez’s naked body. “where am I ?” he questioned her as he regained full consciousness. “I knew it. You were drunk! But I enjoyed every bit of you!” she kissed him once again, slowly but intensely.“Who are you?” he asked, forcing his lips off her mouth. “Don’t you know me anymore Riccardo?!” she said, drifting away from him.Martinez took the bed sheet off his body, “Fuck, I am also naked!” he said, covering up immediately. “You Smoke?” he asked. “Yes, do I look too beautiful to smoke?” she asked. Martinez took his time to explore her beauty. She had long black curly hair that fitted her face so perfectly. A slim sexy pink lips, with smeared lipstick on the side, still gave her a lovely look. Down to her body, an alluring belly button showing her distinct figure that complemented her perfect shape. “She’s a goddess!” Martinez said, mesmerizing her beauty. “I did land a good one today!” he said, “I can hear you” s

“Multi-Billionare Riccardo Ferdinard Deville, was found gambling at the popular Black Stars Casino. Just a few minutes before, it was raided by the police”, the newscaster said,“Hey, come watch it!, I’m on TV again” Martinez said joyfully. “This is bad sur!” Vazquez said to Martinez. “It’s a dent in your image” he said with sadness.Martinez laughed broadly, jumping vibrantly on the sofa in the sitting room. “There is no better way to start your day than this” Martinez said, sipping on his coffee.“It's just cheating. Finally, I tipped off the police, I helped those incompetent men in uniforms do their job, but now I’m only portrayed as a Gambler on TV”, he said while munching on his bread for breakfast.“Was this why you came in late last night Sir Riccardo?” Vazquez asked. “Yes! Vazquez. That’s the only reason and you had just one job and failed at it” he said within the moulds of bread stuffed in his mouth. “Be careful sir, you might choke” Vazquez cautioned. “What did I do wrong

Martinez was fixed at a point. This wasn’t his first, neither would it be his last time in a dangerous position. A hand clapped in the dark, footsteps were heard and the lights were turned on. “Denola Marion!” Martinez exclaimed, on seeing him. “Why did you have to scare me?” Martinez played on the safe side.“Answer the question” “What deal did you make with the police?” Denola asked him. “You must be joking! I have nothing to do with what happened” “You know me too well. I wouldn’t involve myself in anything that would damage my image” Martinez replied with the utmost composure even though he was not composed and full of anxiety. Denola took out a gun, Cocked it and aimed at Martinez. “Sir Riccardo, I will ask you the last time. What deal did you make with the police?” Denola placed the gun on Martinez’s head, smearing it all over his face.“Watch this!” He gave a phone to Martinez. Martinez’s heart rate had increased drastically, “This is a mere coincidence. I never knew you

Martinez and Sebastian stopped at a junction to rest. The aked men who froeed against them lost track. "I guess denola called them off" Sebastian said as he gasped for breathe. "We can't stay here for too long,sir," he added."Relax, I got a message from Denola himself. He said he let us go!" "No one is coming after us." Martinez said, but it was obvious he had a lot on his mind. Martinez's phone rang again. He took it in a rage and wanted to smash it. "It's Christabelle. I need to clear my head. I don't want any disturbance" he said to himself. "Sir Riccardo has the manager called you?" She asked with her voice soiling with fear. "Our values had dropped and….." Martinez stopped her. "I know. We lost a hundred billionaire dollars? Isn't it?" He asked her, showing no intense feeling. "I'm on my way. We will discuss it", Martinez ended the call. Sebastian was in motion again with the car. Driving really fast. As if he was still being chased by Denola's goons."I told you to relax.

"Who am I speaking with? I need a name!" Martinez said to the strange man who had been texting him."Guess sure three? I am sure you would certainly have guessed wrong!" he said. "Randall, if this is a prank, just stop it! I have told you getting money is a bit hard. There are rules I must follow!" Martinez replied."Does this voice sound like Emiliano's?" The caller asked mockingly. Laughing incessantly at Martinez's response."Changing voice is not new to you and I, Randall, we do that all the time!" He slammed angrily. "Fine, the man with your body will soon be here. I would go straight to the point!" "I want you to pay me !" He demanded. "To keep my mouth shut!" He added. "Why do I get this feeling I might know who is speaking?" Martinez played the heckle trick."You have limited time!". "Do whatever you want! I didn't steal anybody's body and even if I did no one would believe you!" Martinez responded, roaring, with uncalled-for laughter."Things have changed now. Sure-Three!