Freaking MoonGem

Chapter One.

  

Evelyn 

  I smirked as the man trapped under my heels groaned in pain. I took a sip of the wine glass in my hand before handing it to one of my henchmen.   

"So where were we?" I asked in an icy tone, applying a little more pressure as I pressed my left heel on the neck of Mr. Richardson. 

 

I was dressed in a tight-fitted red dress that displayed my perfect curves and it matched just fine with my red heels and lips. 

My silk black hair was packed into a stylish bun with a pin. An expensive one.  

"Yes, the freaking MoonGem," I said and looked down at him.  

He groaned and I only saw his lips move as he croaked out muffled up words.  

"Sorry, are you saying something?" I asked with a wicked smile, "I can't quite get you." 

He tried to talk again and the veins in his forehead were bulging. I took my heels off his neck suddenly and he gasped in relief. He moved away from me in fear, breathing out loudly, and too bad his hands were tied behind his back because he looked like he would die to rub his neck right now.  

"You're wasting my time," I said and the smile on my face slowly wore off.   

"Tell me where I can find the MoonGem right now!" I seethed, shooting Mr. Richardson the most threatening glare I could. We were at the Ridax Hotel owned by Richardson and quite ironically, we had tied him up in his own office. 

"I……I…….I….C." Mr. Richardson slowly crawled back with fear in his eyes, but before he could finish his sentence, I interrupted him.  

"Before you say you can't, remember that your wife and kids are on a trip to Wonderland and I'm sure that you want them to arrive back home safely," I said in a soft, but threatening tone.   

My lips curled up into a smirk as I saw fear creep into his eyes.  

"So, Mr. Richardson, tell me where the freaking MoonGem is?" I was getting angry and impatient already. I need to get my hand on that damn stone so I can prove to my father that I'm far better than that ass he calls a Beta, Tyler. 

"The MoonGem-" Richardson's lips quivered and he looked scared. I don't know if he's scared of me or because of the controversies behind that damn stone. Probably both. 

 

"It's……it's……" He stuttered and I sighed in frustration as he once again stopped talking.  

I took slow steps towards him and gave him a hard glare.  

"There's a gala being held at Sphinx Enterprise, Mr. Speranzini will be exchanging it with a new client," Mr. Richardson said quickly and all in one breath, gasping and sighing.   

I stopped in my tracks as I processed what he just said. Of course, the Speranzinis would have an involvement in something this big. About that bloody gala, it was starting in the next 30 minutes.  

I moved towards Mr. Richardson and bent down to his eye level, causing him to flinch. 

 

"The client," I said in a soft, questioning tone.   

"Who's the damn client?" I asked hastily. 

 

"I don't know him," Mr. Richardson said and I muttered a curse beneath my breath. I glared at him, hoping to scare the truth out of him.

  

"I swear, I don't know him. He refused to divulge any information about himself," Richardson said with his voice breaking in between words. I stood up straight and adjusted my dress.  

He was telling the truth. 

I suddenly grabbed him and pulled him up. He made a funny sound as he was scared and I smiled. I grabbed the rope tying his hands together, loosened it, and tied him to the window. 

I grabbed his pants suddenly and pulled them down to reveal only his tight grey briefs and bulge. He looked scared and at the same time curious about what I was going to do.  

I smirked and grabbed his brief next, pulling it down. His lower body was naked and I cringed at the sight of his manhood. 

 

Disgusting.  

"That's for wasting my time," I smirked and turned around to face my men. Whoever found him first would meet him naked and that would be definitely embarrassing.  

I stretched out my hand and one of them handed me my purse. I reached into it and took out my lipstick and mirror.  

"Please…..Please…." Mr. Richardson pleaded with fear in his voice. Ignored him and painted my lips before closing my purse again and smiling at my men.  

"We have an art exhibition to attend. Shall we?" I smiled at my men and one of them opened the door to the office.  

I walked out of the office with Mr. Richardson shouting behind me.  

"I'll get you for this. I swear!" His voice dripped with anger and threat. "I'll make you pay for this!"  

Not bloody likely.

  

**  

I climbed down from the car, hearing the door slam shut behind me. I looked at the building it the hotel and I held my purse more closely to my body, sighing internally.

  

My men walked up to my side and I nodded at them before we all walked towards the hotel building. I looked at the guards at the door and I muttered a curse beneath my breath.  

I didn't have a pass to attend the gala. I kept on walking nonetheless and we stopped before the guards at the door.  

"Your pass miss," One of them said in a rather coarse voice and I smiled confidently. I faced my men with the same smile.  

"Go get yourselves some beer will you? I'll handle them," I said softly and they looked reluctant to obey for a while before walking away  

A couple walked to the door and the man showed the guards his pass before they were let in.  

I looked at the full moon slowly coming out of the sky and looked straight up again.  

Okay Evelyn, you can do this.

  

I looked at the guards and as they stared at me, their eyes got locked onto mine, unable to blink. 

"I came here with my men and showed you my pass. You let me in and you'll let them in too, forgetting what just happened," I said in a gentle voice and they nodded in unison.  

I smiled and looked over my shoulder briefly before walking into the building. This was a little secret of mine and I'm not ready to let anyone know yet.  

Not even my father.