Devika's gaze **snapped** from him. She cleared her throat. Idris saw what happened, but he chose to ignore it.
"Sir**,"she called and **walked** to him. "This one would look best on you," she said with a gulp. She took out the clothes from the hanger**,** she stretched out the inner shirt for him. He shot her a glance before pushing his arms into the sleeves.
Devika went on to **hook** the buttons, brushing her fingers on his bare chest at every chance she **got**. She left the first three buttons undone like she saw earlier. After that she went for the suit**,** she **helped** him into his suit**,** then stood aside.
A soft knock came from the door**,** it opened almost immediately. Matthew **stepped** in and **bowed**, Devika was tempted to roll her eyes**,** but she fought the urge.
"Time**?"** Idris **inquired**.
"Two minutes**."**
He took the watch from his desk and **put it on**. Matthew stared at his watch with a raised eyebrow, he **had been working** with Idris for years. He **knew** on meetings like this Idris only wore **his grandfather's** watch. While Devika stared at the watch with dissatisfaction.
"This one **isn't as expensive as** the other one**,"** she thought.
"Let's go**,"** Idris said. He **walked** out of the office**,** Matthew followed**,** then Devika followed them behind.
GALA
"Here I brought some snacks**,** like some**?"** JJ questioned. He wore entirely black clothes**,** his hair was braided back and he was chewing **gum**.
Chloe shot him a glare before taking the snack. "As much as **I** don't trust you, I can't resist fries**,"** she said. She took one of the fries and **threw** it into her mouth**,** chewing **as** she turned to the computer.
Tonight they **were** on another mission. This time without Devika**,** it was just Aoife, Arthur, Diana, Nadia, JJ and Chloe.
Both JJ and Chloe stayed in the van. They **were** the hackers**,** while Aoife was **disgued** as the **accomplice** of the owner of the gala. Her job was to distract him from going to check the package when it arrives**,** so Diana will have time to steal the original and replace it with a **clone**. Arthur and Diana **were** attending the Gala as guest**,** while Nadia was a waitress. This time, they **were** stealing a set of jewelries made of black diamond, Pearls, gems, and a pinch of gold. The jewelries worth over four hundred million dollars. And they **weren't** about to let it slide.
"We are heading for the red carpet**,"** came Diana's voice from their earpiece. "You're clear**,"** Chloe replied.
"Aoife you in**?"** JJ **asked** tapping his earpiece.
INSIDE THE GALA VIP SUITE
Aoife stood with a tall fine man. Dressed in a **crimson** green dress, her hair was **swept** to the corner and she wore light make up with peach colored lipstick.
"You **look** divine, heaven sent**,"** the man said. His accent dripping thick Italian. "I look this good because of you**,"** Aoife blushed. She heard a scoff come from the earpiece, she **needed** no one to tell her it was Arthur.
"So where are we going**?"** Aoife **asked glancing around**. They **were** here in a suite. "We are supposed to be in the gala, why are we up here**?"** She **asked**. She **walked** away from him, and went to stand **in front of** the ceiling-to-floor window. She **placed** her hand on the glass, staring at the city **scape**.
She could feel Riccardo's **stare** on her. But she didn't turn back to **stare** at him. From the glass, she could see him checking her out from **behind he** licked his lips as a smile appeared on his **lips**.
He **walked** briefly to her **and pressed** his body on hers. Aoife inhaled sharply and **closed** her eyes, when she felt his hardness pressing **against** her ass.
"You want this don't you? **You know** the Gala can wait, but our needs can't**,"** Riccardo said. pushing his body to her back**, until** there was no space between them.
"Fuck**,"** Aoife moaned without realizing it. Riccardo leaned closer, his hot breath **fanning** her neck. "You want this too, I will give it to you the way you will never stop thinking about this night**,"** Riccardo muttered, she felt her **panties** soak immediately.
Fuck Aoife get your **act** together, you are in a fucking mission. But it was too late, **because** Riccardo turned her with full force. His **mighty** hands **grazed** her ass he carried her up, caging her lips into a french kiss.
Aoife didn't know what came over **her** but she was kissing back. She held his shoulder as he took them to the dining **table** and **dropped** her on the long wooden table. He spread her legs apart and stood in **between** them, his dick a few inches away from her pussy.
"Hmm**,"** Aoife moaned into the kiss.
A frown settled on Arthur's face as they **walked** past the red carpet, hand in hand with Diana. He heard Aoife moaning, they all did. Her hands must have touched the earpiece by mistake **because** he knew for sure his ears **weren't malfunctioning**.
His **hands were** folded in a fist, ready to punch **anyone** who **offended** him.
"Chillax man. She is doing her job distracting him. And besides, you two ain't even a thing, let her be**,"** Diana taunted. Arthur ignored her. He knew Diana **was fond** of getting him pissed all the time, and he wasn't ready for her taunts.
He **raised** his hand to his **earpiece**, and **touched** it with his palm. "We are stepping into the hall**,"** Arthur said and they **walked** into the hall. The hall was **filled** with guest roaming, glancing around, and meeting new people. The smell of fine wine, and snacks **filled** the air. People dressed in fine ball gowns and suits.
The hall was **decorated** in gold with a **majestic** stairs at both sides. A big beautiful chandelier **hung** at the top, casting a bright glow on the hall. Waiters and waitress **moved** around serving guest. Nadia **walked** past them and they exchange knowing glances.
JJ sat comfortably in the Van, with Chloe throwing glares almost every second.
"With the way you are staring at me. I might just melt**,"** JJ said. Chloe rolled her eyes before turning to face the computers.
"Fuck you**,"** Chloe muttered. JJ raised his eyebrows at her. "Would you say that **in front of** Devika**?"** JJ questioned. Chloe shot him a glare making him raise his hand in surrender. The beeping from the computer camera stole their attention.
They **turned** their attention **at once** to see that it was from a security camera. The one containing the jewelry, guided by several **security guards**.
JJ tapped his earpiece. "**Our** target just **approached** the building, everybody in position**,"** JJ said. He **removed** his hand from the earpiece and started typing on the computer with Chloe, hacking into every security system.
Arthur **exchanged** knowing glances with Diana. They could feel that some **security guards** were watching them so they had to act **natural**.
"I **need to** use the restroom**,"** Diana said out loud when they pass the security. "I will wait for you here**,"** Arthur replied. That eased the **security's** stares on them. Diana **walked** away, but **she** didn't go to the restroom **she** changed direction and went to an empty room in the building at the second floor. Where their tools **were** hidden.
Nadia **walked** to the kitchen. She **walked** to the storage room and prepared her tools before walking out.
"I will deliver this**,"** she said and took the cart from one of the hotel staffs. "You can rest, what room **am I delivering it to?"** Nadia asked.
"Thank you so much! It's the VIP suite. Please **be careful**, sir Riccardo likes **his** things with no mistake**,"** the staff said. Nadia **nodded** and flashed her a smile before walking away.
"I am on my way**,"** she said **with her** hands on her earpiece. She started **rolling** the cart away.
"Hey, your wife she isn't back yet**,"** the security **guard** reminded. Arthur **looked** around like he wasn't the one the **security** were talking about. He pointed a finger at himself.
"Are you talking to me**?"** Arthur questioned. **Raising** one of his eyebrows, like he was confused. The security **guard nodded** his head. "Oh! She isn't my wife, she is my girlfriend. I am thinking of proposing to her, what **ring** do you think she likes? She is a fancy one and a beautiful one, hot in the market. *He winked* I have to get her before anyone does. You know these, they see a fine lady and they want to hit on her. You.." Arthur was saying when the security cut him short.
"That **wasn't** the question**,"** the security said. His voice firm and **muscular**. Arthur almost rolled his eyes, his job was to avoid suspicion.
"She was having a running stomach. Maybe she would spend **an eternity** in there**,"** Arthur joked. He laughed but when he saw the seriousness in the **security's** face, his face turned serious.
"Sorry."
"I will just walk **around** and wait for her**,"** Arthur said and **walked** away from the security. The security man **watched** him **until** he was out of sight before he turned to watch other couples.
"Package **has** been installed, **are** you ready**?"** Came **Chloe's** voice from **Diana's** headphone. "All ready**,"** Diana said and took her gun. She was dressed in black body suit, with high heeled boot with hand gloves, she wore her ski mask before climbing into the **ceiling**.
"Turn left**,"** Came **Chloe's** voice, she **crawled** left and. "Go straight and turn right**,"** Chloe **instructed**. "Fuck**,"** Diana cursed as a rat **ran** past her. She was in a tight space, and she hated it.
"Don't make noise. There are **security guards** patrolling around**,"** Chloe **instructed**. "It would be better if I was the one giving the instructions**,"** Diana said.
INSIDE GALA VIP SUITE
Aoife was having it hot with Riccardo. His hands kept exploring her body, his lips not leaving hers making her breathless.
Her hands found their way to his chest, she **pushed** him but he didn't **budge**. She **pushed** him again but this time with **energy**. He **withdrew** his lips from hers, seeing how swollen her lips **had become** he smirked and brushed it with his **thumb**. Aoife inhaled sharply, feeling her lungs **fill** with air.
She climbed down from the dining **table**.
"We shouldn't be doing this, I can't. I mean we just **met**, I…."
He **cut** her off. "I understand. I ordered dinner, come**,"** Riccardo said. He pulled out a dining chair for her and she sat down, he **sat** at the head of the dining table.
Almost immediately, the door opened. Nadia came in, rolling the cart with a guard walking behind her.
Her eyes **met** **Aoife's**, she looked away almost immediately to avoid any suspicion. Nadia bowed shortly before **arranging** the food for them.
She **passed** a knowing glance to Aoife. Aoife understood immediately, Nadia left. The security **came to** whisper something in **Riccardo's** ears before he left.
"Eat up**,"** Riccardo **commanded**. Aoife **gave** him a flirt**atious** smile before digging into her meal. She stole **glances** at him, her body tensed as he **raised** his spoon to his mouth. But relaxed almost immediately when he swallowed the food.
**Actually**, Nadia had drugged his food, that was what **she** told Aoife with her glance.
"I have never seen a man this handsome**,"** Aoife **blurted** out. Riccardo let out a chuckle and licked his lips.
"The room is highly secured. But **luckily** for **us** I already hacked into the security system and disabled it **for** ten minutes, get this done and get the fuck out of there. The **deadly** and diode beams are not **active**. Get the bag and take it back to the ceiling**,"** Chloe **instructed**.
Diana climbed down from the ceiling. She entered the secured room **and** a gasp **escaped** her lips. She knew the **guards** were outside patrolling the **surroundings**. Without any words, she got to work. Like **Chloe** had said there **were** beams everywhere. She took the **jewelry** and **filled** it into trash bags she brought. She was **about** to start **packing** the **jewelry**, when she heard the door **open.
"Shit,"she cursed.
"Quick hide," Came Chloe's voice from the earpiece.
"Too late