2025-09-15 06:08:57Johnny couldn’t help but admire how her curves filled the dress.
The thin black fabric clinging tight to her huge breasts and wide hips like molten temptation. Every move she made felt slow, controlled, and dangerous.
Johnny watched her descend, hips swaying side to side in time with the bass still pounding through the club. Every step felt intentional, made to draw attention and keep it.
When she reached the floor, she didn’t even spare a glance at the look at the bodies. Didn't flinch at the blood on the floor, the broken furniture or spare a glance at the groaning men dragging themselves away.
Her eyes fixed only on him, like no one else existed. Watching him like a hunter sizing up prey.
He grinned anyway. “Sorry about the mess. Your guests weren’t exactly very friendly.”
She moved through the wreckage of her own club like it was a minor inconvenience.
“You did all this?” she asked, her tone lazy, like the answer didn’t really matter.
Johnny smirked. “They started it. I finished it.”
"…Interesting." She tilted her head. "One man against seven, and you're still standing. That shouldn't be possible."
Johnny smirked, blood still on his knuckles. “Guess I’ve got a few surprises.”
Her gaze moved over him — slow and deliberate — taking in the hospital gown hanging loose off one shoulder, the dried blood on his forearm. Then back to his eyes.
“Mmm. I can see that.”
---
[Hot Assignment Reminder: Successfully Flirt with Club Owner]
[Reward: Ownership of the Nebula Hotel]
[Affection meter: 5%]
…
Johnny throat went dry.
He’d flirted with the nurse before—but this woman was different. She wasn’t just beautiful. She felt like danger wrapped in silk.
Still… a hotel was on the line.
Johnny stepped closer, dropping his voice. "So… do you always make an entrance like that, or is tonight special?"
She tilted her head and smiled — thin, patient, like a teacher watching a student make a predictable mistake.
"Sweetheart, every night is special when I walk into a room."
The system chimed.
…
[Flirt Attempt Failed]
[Affection meter: 2%]
[Vixen: Too generic. She's heard that line in fourteen different languages. Try harder.]
…
Johnny nearly cursed out loud. He shifted angles.
"I should thank you, actually," Cassandra said before he could. "My security guards clearly aren't worth the nails on their coffins.”
She ran her painted red nails lightly down the open front of his gown, stopping just above his chest.
“You saved me trouble. Maybe even my life.”
"That's one way to say it," Johnny replied with a grin. "Another way is — you owe me."
She laughed softly, the sound smooth but mocking. “Men who think I owe them usually don’t leave my club happy.”
Johnny leaned in a little, refusing to back off. “Then maybe I’m not like other men.”
Her eyes sharpened with something that wasn't quite amusement and wasn't quite warning. She leaned close, her soft lips brushing his ear.
“Oh, you’re definitely not like other men alright,” she whispered. “Most men don’t show up dressed like a hospital escapee months after Halloween.”
Johnny felt his confidence slip exactly one inch. She had him exactly where she wanted him and she knew it.
“That’s… a long story,” he said.
“I bet it is,” she replied with a teasing smile, her fingers lingering on his chest a moment longer before pulling back.
“Still.” he pushed on, “I did take out a small army for you. Don’t I at least get a drink on the house?”
Something shifted in her expression. Not warmth, exactly. More like mild interest — the way someone looks at a puzzle they didn't expect to find difficult.
She chuckled and turned toward the bar, her ass swaying perfectly in the tight dress.
“One drink. Only because I’m curious how long you’ll last before you bore me.”
[Affection meter: 6%]
She settled onto a stool with the ease of someone who owned everything in the room — which she did.
Johnny followed and sat beside her. The bartender hurried over, her own curves bouncing as she poured top-shelf whiskey into crystal glasses.
Cassandra waved her off and lifted her glass.
“To you, Johnny Steele,” she said, smirking. “My clown in shining armor.”
Johnny smirked, and gave a small sarcastic bow. “And you are…?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly. “The woman whose club you just turned into a mess. “
“Cassandra Vale.”
The name slid from her lips like smoke.
"Cassandra." Johnny let the name sit for a moment. "Gorgeous name. Fitting name. With a name like that, beauty feels like an understatement."
She raised one eyebrow. “Is that your opening line?”
“Worked on the nurse.”
Her lips curved. “Then maybe your nurse had lower standards.”
Johnny clutched his chest. “Ouch. That hurt.”
"Good." She took a slow sip. “Impressing me will take more than cheap lines and broken furniture, Mr. Steele?”
Cassandra turned away, heading back toward the stairs, her hips swinging with each step.
The conversation was over.
[Warning: Assignment at Risk of Failure.]
[Affection meter: 3% — Insufficient.]
[Vixen: Painful. Genuinely painful. I’ve seen smoother moves from a concussed pigeon.]
The words glared at him. Johnny groaned and slumped against the bar.
“Smooth as sandpaper, Steele. Real smooth.” He cursed himself under his breathe.
He looked down at his glass., and that’s when he heard it—a faint scrape near the entrance.
Johnny looked up.
One of the thugs from earlier stood at the window, barely upright, blood smeared across his face. He reached into his jacket and pulled something out.
Small. Round. Metal.
[Slow-Mo Lenses: Active.]
The world slowed.
A grenade.
“DOWN!” Johnny shouted.
Cassandra turned just as the man threw it. The grenade hit the floor, bounced once and rolled across broken glass.
Johnny didn’t think. His body moved before his brain caught up.
He crossed the distance in two steps, and tackled her to the ground, shielding her with his body.
Cassandra gasped.
The last thing she saw before she buried her face against his chest was a white flash under the strobe lights—
Then the world exploded.
BOOM.
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