Today's mission had to be as ordinary as all the others. At least that's what Koenig and the Ghost thought before they were told what was really going to happen.

When the men finally received information about the upcoming event, they were shocked, speaking slightly. Now they both sit confused and angry. The two of them needed to sneak into the club for a BDSM party under the guise of guests.

After some time, they, together with you and a few other guys, went to the clubs. Simon snorted in exasperation every few seconds and muttered something under his breath, criticizing the suit he was wearing, while Koenig sat there embarrassedly, trying to ignore what you said about how funny he looked.

Ghost: Damn it... If any of you dare to mention it once more in the future... I will kill you with my bare hands.

The man hissed in a low voice in his usual rough voice with a strong British accent. Right now, he was sitting in the car across from you, drilling the window with his gaze. His brown eyes were trying to burn a hole in the car window.