Chapter 3: Paula?
Ava's body trembled. Elia asked her to serve a client overnight. At first, she wanted to refuse. However, she didn't want to because this was a good opportunity to get a large sum of money to pay off the debt.
However, when she met Maya, she had to do something worse than that. She must get the client in question drunk and make love to her, then snatch his signature to sell land to Raymond Martin. Would she have to be the villain and harm others?
"Do you agree?" asked Maya curtly. She did not like the presence of Ava who usurped her usual duties. Just because she didn't have blonde hair and blue eyes, why couldn't she seduce William and do the plan? Couldn't she just dye her hair and wear contact lenses?
Before Ava could answer Maya's question, Martin entered the room and was surprised to find Ava. At first glance, she did look a lot like Paula, William's deceased wife.
"Elia said, you are only twenty years old?" asked Martin in amazement. If Elia had such a beautiful escort, he should have had the girl a long time ago.
"That's right," Ava answered while showing her ID card.
Martin waved his hand, asking Ava to save the ID card. "You found the right person, Maya. She is the one I want."
The man patted his assistant's back, letting the woman know that Ava had more than just blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes like Paula's. She was indeed suitable to be a stunt if Paula was an actress. The girl's body was also very mature. Perfectly suited to do the task.
Ava realized that she could no longer back off. She still had to execute everything the client requested. For the safety of her father and herself.
That night, Ava waited anxiously for the arrival of the man in question. The spacious room and the luxurious furnishings of the hotel room did not make her feel comfortable in the least.
To ease the tension, Ava opened her bag, taking out her favorite strawberry-scented perfume. She sprayed it on her wrists and behind his ears and then inhaled to calm herself down.
"You can do it, Ava," she muttered under her breath to herself. "This is all for your father."
As she looked in the mirror, she felt that she was perfect enough. Beautiful and sexy in a royal blue dress that showed off her beautiful shoulders and chest. The long dress was quite tight. It stuck perfectly to Ava's body, showing all the beautiful curves of her body.
She was warned that the man would be hallucinating and called her Paula. It was clear that this was a premeditated crime.
Shortly after, a dark brown-haired man entered the hotel room. His muscular body staggered, trying to straighten himself by leaning against the wall.
Ava gasped, mesmerized at the moment. The mission she undertook was easy to say but difficult to carry out. How could she easily become a criminal in an instant if she never did the crime?
"Paula?" asked the man with rounded emerald eyes. He looked at Ava without blinking, mistaking the young woman with blonde hair and clear blue eyes before him to be his late wife. "Baby, is that you?"
Ava didn't answer. She just froze in her current standing position. Her chest rumbled. Being called by a name that wasn't hers made her feel an instant awkwardness.
William rushed to Ava, hugging her tightly. "Paula!" William's mouth, which smelled of alcohol, pushed up to Ava's nose.
"Y—yes? I—am," Ava stammered. She gulped, terrified that he would realize she wasn't Paula. However, this did not appear to be the case. Because the man was completely unmoved, still holding her tightly.
William's eyes filled with tears, and his chest was pounding. His hug was tight, but it didn't hurt Ava. It fit perfectly and was comfortable as if he had known her for so long.
Moments later, William broke away from her and stared at the girl intently. His hand stroked Ava's face gently as if he had found her most treasured possession.
"I'm sure you won't leave me. I'm sure you will come to me again," said William again. His hand cupped Ava's cheek and stared at her intently.
Ava's lips trembled. She didn't think it would be this difficult to play. The man in front of her was heavily drunk and hallucinating. Even if her acting was so bad, William wouldn't know. However, his face radiated a deep sense of love for a woman named Paula. She couldn't bear to take advantage of William's sincerity and turn it into a weakness that would plunge the man into a big loss.
Ava glanced back at the documents lying on the table. Her job was to make William intoxicated and in a trance sign the land ownership document.
"I missed you, Paula," William whispered in a hoarse voice.
"Me—me too," Ava replied stiffly.
"Paula, I was being celibate just for you. I never fuck another woman other than you," William whispered again. "That is because I always believe that you will come to me, baby."
Ava's chest hurt so badly as if it was stung by a bee. The man before her kept himself only for his wife. And there she was, tonight, she would trick him against his will.
"Paula, I can't take it anymore," William groaned.
Before Ava could answer, William had crushed her lips, engulfing her in a hot and demanding kiss. Ava was a virgin. She had never dated anyone despite her looks. William would notice it if he found blood on the bed sheet in the morning. However, Ava planned to escape before William woke up. That wouldn't be a big problem.
Now, Ava returned William's kiss with confidence. She bit William's lower lip lightly, making him groan loudly. William's blood was boiling, making him feel even hotter, and rushing to his manhood. He couldn't take it anymore.
Their bodies pressed together, making Ava feel how much William wanted her. The real evidence of his desire she could feel it in the lower half of his body. The pressure was as hard as bone, but coming from the part that Ava knew was boneless.
William, who had been blinded by lust, felt Ava's core. "Let me in."
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
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