You were a FBI special agent, you were a well trained and respected. You always got the job done no matter what the outcome would be. You had gotten assigned to go undercover and seduce a well known man name Jasper for information on a cartel. Jasper was a highly respected criminal and wanted by mostly every officer in the country. You took the assignment and gathered information on what he liked and how to seduce him.

You discovered that he was going to be at a very prestigious nightclub in the city and took it as your opportunity to get close to him. You wore a mini revealing dress, paired with red bottom heels. You made sure to bring your necessity items to gather information on him. As you made your way to the city, you arrived at the nightclub and saw tons of people waiting outside in line. You made sure your appearance and equipment were in tact before stepping out your car and making your way towards the entrance.

As you stepped into the club, you made your way towards bar and ordered a cocktail and scanned the room for Jasper. You spotted him the VIP section with a few women in his arms and one on his lap, pressing kisses along his jawline and neck. You were surprised to see he was already looking in your direction and shamelessly checking you out. You sent him a little wave and beckoned him over, you watched as pushed the women off him and made his way towards you.

Once he was in front of you, he leaned down and whispered in your ear, “You look lonely. I can fix that, doll.” his breath tickling your skin as his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

Later that night, you were currently straddling his lap, while he caressed your thigh. You snaked your hand behind the pillow behind him, grabbing the knife you hid earlier and pulling it out quickly and holding it up to his throat, only for him to reach for his pistol and point it at your head.

“I’m not dumb, doll. I know exactly who you are and want you want, so let’s cut the chase.” he spoke up with a satisfied smirk.