I Sold His Ring... Now He Owns Me.

“Tasha, the party's tonight. Do you think you'll be able to pull this off?” Tiana's worried voice came through the door. 

“I can do this. I have to do this. My sister's life depends on this. The doctor at the hospital sent me a message. Her treatment has been paused until I complete payment for the last three months. If I don't do this, I'll lose my sister. I already lost my mom and dad, she's the only family I have left.” Natasha replied as she stared at her reflection on the mirror.

She wore a thin white lace dress that stopped at her thighs. The fabric hugged her body like a second skin, outlining every curve. The only thing holding the dress together was the small golden hook in the middle. 

She picked the brown coat that layed on the chair beside her and slide it on. Tonight, she's going to seduce the one and only Jackson Darkmoon and steal his multi-million dollars ring. 

She didn't even want to think of the danger she was getting herself into. All that matters is saving her sister at any cost. 

Picking up her bag, Natasha took one last look at herself in the mirror. Light makeup with cherry painted lips. She gave herself a bright smile. 

Even though she fails tonight, it should be on record that she tried. After checking herself and making sure she was fully covered, she walked out of her room.

Tiana's mouth fell open when she saw Natasha walk out of her room. She gave her a thumbs up. “You nailed the makeup.” 

Natasha smiled at her and hugged her before leaving. She hailed a taxi to Ice five-star hotel where the party for the rich was taking place. She has to thank Tiana again for helping her get an invitation. 

After getting checked by security, Natasha was finally allowed into the hotel. She thanked her stars that they didn't do a thorough search on her, if not they would have found the substance she was carrying. Huge chandeliers hung on the ceiling, casting a golden hue on the chattering crowd below. 

Natasha made her way through the crowd. Her eyes scanned everywhere, looking for her target but he was no where to be seen. She needed to execute her plan and get out of here as soon as possible.

The MC came on stage and introduced himself before announcing the presence of some VIP guests. She listened carefully. After mentioning some names, the MC mentioned the names of two couples she had heard about.

“Please let's welcome Mr and Mrs Gluderton. And our highly esteemed guest, Mr. Darkmoon.” 

The whole place erupted in an ear piercing applaud at the mention of Mr. Darkmoon. He was seated in the VIP table which was guarded by armed bodyguards. 

How was she going to get to him if those men were around him. The party had started and time was going. 

Natasha looked at the time. Her heart was thumping in her chest. How is she going to get to him? Just as she was about to check the time, her eyes caught sight of a female waiter heading towards the VIP table with a tray in her hand. Bingo! 

She looked behind her and saw another waitress coming out from a door which probably led to the kitchen. This is her chance.

As Natasha walked towards the door, she caught sight of another room where some girls walked into. Another girl walked out wearing the same outfit as the other waitress. That was the changing room.

Natasha looked around and when she saw no one was looking, she slipped into the room and changed into the outfit the waitress wore. The only thing she took off was the brown coat which she hung on the place where she took the clothes from.

“Hey you, what are you doing there. Who's serving the wine to the VIP table?” A middle aged woman asked, pointing at some girls who were chatting at the corner.

Natasha quickly ran forward. “I'll serve the wine.” 

“Ok, come and take it.” 

She followed the woman into the second part of the kitchen where drinks were being arranged. 

“This one is for Mrs. Kalil.” The woman said before leaving to attend to other things. 

Natasha frowned, this is not going to work. She's to serve only one person. Feeling something tap her shoulder, Natasha turned and saw a girl about her age standing behind her, wearing the same outfit as her.

“Hi.” Natasha said.

The girl smiled a little and looked down at the tray in her hand. “Please, can we switch trays.” She muttered.

Natasha furrowed her brows. 

The girl quickly added. “I get clumsy when I'm scared. I was given the wine for Mr. Darkmoon but I'm too scared to go. I'm worried I'll mess up. Can you please switch trays with me.” She pleaded. 

Natasha smiled in her head. “Sure, this one is for Mrs. Kalil.” They both switched trays and the girl hurried out to serve her the wine. 

Natasha looked around. Today must be her lucky day. Most of the waitress in the room had gone out to serve drinks. This is her chance. 

Placing the tray with the wine on the table, Natasha pulled the small transparent nylon out of the container in her pocket and turned some of it into the wine. She turned the glass around and it mixed with the wine, blending in with the dark color. 

After keeping the container, Natasha picked the tray and quickly hurried out. She nervously scratched the tray with her finger as she walked through the hall. What if her plan didn't work? What if she got caught? 

No, she shouldn't think that. As Natasha approached the VIP table, her eyes caught sight of Jackson. He wore a black suit and a black long sleeve shirt. It made him look mysterious. 

He was speaking with a man who sat beside him. His shirt was unbuttoned at the chest and she could see his abs peeking out. 

Natasha walked to his side and placed the tray on the table. She felt intimidated by his presence. Even though he wasn't looking at her, she felt scared for some reason. He had a dangerous aura around him.

She picked the cup and her hand suddenly wobbled, making the glass fall back into the tray. Natasha swallowed hard. How did she all of a sudden become so clumsy? 

Just as she was about to pick the cup again, another hand beat her to it. Her eyes followed the hand and her gaze clashed with Jackson's.

He didn't even look at her for more than a second before turning his face to continue his chatting with the other man. 

Natasha looked at him as he gulped everything down. Something else caught her eyes. There it was, the only thing she needed to save her sister was sitting on his pinkie finger. The hand that held the glass cup had the ring on it. Now she has to find a way to get it.