Chapter 4 A Job for the girls

Investigation Department Station.

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 The team gathered before Douglas, whose eyes were fixed on the high-tech display projected on the desk, the image flickered, revealing a location pinpointed by advanced technology.

  "Our first target is him," Douglas announced. 

A black man's photo appeared on the screen. 

"His name is Scarlett, known in the Mafia world as Jax. He's a notorious drug dealer, and we've gathered substantial evidence against him." Douglas pointed to the red light on the location display.

 "This is where he'll be tonight. This club is for his personal indulgences, surrounded by tight security. But tonight, he's traveling with only a few men. We need to apprehend him."

 Alex spoke up. "But how, sir?"

  Douglas's smirk, looking between the males and then suddenly settling on the three females. "It's simple, Alex. This job is personal for our ladies." His gaze settled on Mia, May, and Diana. "All you need to do is seduce him and his guards. Our men will take care of the rest. If things take a turn, Hunter.."

  "Yes, sir," Hunter replied.

  "Get them ready," Douglas ordered.

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CLUB House Party.

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The sound of loud music, smokes, smell of drinks, adults and teenagers having fun with themselves. Meanwhile, in a certain club room, loud moans were coming from inside, as two naked bodies devoured each other. 

The man was mercilessly thrusting in like a wild animal, Causing the girl to moan in pain by his aggressive thrust.

 "Ahhh... Sir, please take it easy. You'll be the end of me..." she screamed, but he didn't relent. "Sir, ahhhh... goshhhhh..." Her pleas were met with a spark of pain as he slapped her buttocks, groaning in pleasure.

  "I'm not your sir. I'm Jax. And I hate noise when I'm enjoying myself," he snarled, his thrusts growing more aggressive. "You're just a slut, behave yourself and do what you're paid for, bitch.".

 The woman's moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath him.

 Finally, Jax's body stiffened, he cumz filling her holes he collapsed onto her, his breathing heavy. 

As he rolled off, the woman lay still, her body marked with bruises and fingerprints. Jax's gaze was cold, his expression twisted in distaste. 

"Finally, some peace," he muttered, he looked disgusted by her unconscious sight.

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 The investigation team arrived at the club, professionally disguised. They wore face masks that covered half their faces, leaving their lips exposed. 

The three women, Diana, Mia, and May, emerged from the van, their dresses revealing seductively. 

Diana wore a red short dress that showcased her back, her hair styled in a vibrant green wig, and her makeup was bold and alluring. Hunter's gaze roamed over Diana, his eyes filled with admiration. 

"On second thought, are you going to seduce that criminal or me?" he teased, his voice low and flirting.

Diana chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. 

“What do you think?”. 

"I think once you step inside that club, every man will fall at your feet, pleading for a nightstand," Hunter said, his voice dripping with confidence.

 “I will take that as a compliment”. She walked past him, towering to Luke who signified her attention.

As Luke attached tiny microphones to the women's ears.

 "We'll be listening in case you need any help." The women nodded, entering the clubhouse.

 "She'll be the end of me," Hunter muttered, his hands on his chest. 

Luke face-palmed, his expression exasperated.

“She isn't the only hot girl in this clubhouse, you can have six using your appearance. You did the same, the last time we went on a mission in Atlanta. Mia and May are also dashing hot in that bitchy dress. Bending them over and fucking the hell out of their heads will be a dream come true”. He said dreamily. Hunter burst out laughing.

“Dude, are you seriously lusting on those twins? You got yourself a dream that seemed nearly impossible”. He laughed harder, Luke rolled his eyes in annoyance.

 "At least I am not lusting on a single mother". As Luke spat, Hunter's laughter died down, shooting Luke a dangerous glare. "I'm sorry, just joking," he said, holding up his hands in an apology gesture.

  "I need to smoke," he said, turning away.

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*Mia, Diana, and May danced seductively on the crowded floor, their movements mesmerizing the men around them.

 This wasn't their first mission of this nature; they had executed countless similar operations with finesse.

May, Diana, and Mia danced to the beat, their movements drawing every eye in the club. They were comfortable; they had done missions like this countless times before. Nearby, their targets sat at a table. One man was distracted by a lap dance, while the other two watched the girls with lust.

"I’m moving in on one," Mia announced through her earpiece. "He’s watching us."

"Sure, be careful," Diana replied.

Mia walked over, swaying her hips as she locked eyes with her target. She reached him and ran her fingers across his chest. "Wanna have fun, daddy?" she purred. "We can get a room somewhere private."

The man leaned in with a dark smile. "Sure thing, slut," he whispered.

The girls watches as Mai lead him out.

 "We need to get the one who's scanning the room," Diana whispered, her gaze locked onto the guard who seemed more alert than the others. "He might lead us to Jax."

Walking up to him.

"Need a room, sir?" May asked, her voice low, as Diana playfully caressed the guard's mustache. 

“We promise to make it more than fun”. Diana assured, the guard glanced at the both bitchss sitting each side of his arms.

Having a bitch tonight isn't a bad idea, besides he's boss is also doing the same, so why not him.

“Of course”. He said, both female smirks.