UNDER HIS RULES

The woman walked with such grace. Her eyes occasionally scanned her surroundings, accompanied by a subtle, teasing smile. No one dared to gaze at her for too long. They all knew that this woman had come by special request.

Her fiery red dress hugged her body perfectly. The plunging neckline revealed a tantalizing glimpse of something hidden, shy yet mysterious. Her wavy hair was adorned with a beautiful pearl-studded clip on the right side, exposing part of her long, slender neck. A rose pendant necklace hung there, matching the color of her dress-red.

“Welcome, Miss,” greeted one of the door guards, who had just briefly crossed paths with her gaze.

The guard had been warned not to admire her, even for a moment, as this woman was dangerous. Not dangerous in terms of destroying something, but dangerous in the sense that she could make the onlooker weak in the knees.

“Am I late?” she asked, still with that provocative smile.

Her lower lip was slightly thicker, adorned with blood-red lipstick. The fragrance of roses emanated from her body. She paused right in front of the elegantly carved wooden door. Since entering the grand house with many scattered rooms, she knew she had to remain vigilant.

“No, Miss,” the guard cleared his throat briefly. Not without reason, he had to gather his concentration. The woman slightly extended her leg. The beautiful dress covered her toes, but unfortunately, it was slit up to the base of her thigh, revealing the smooth and white skin of this beautiful woman.

“Please, come in,” he pushed open the door to the room where the master had been waiting for her.

All the woman did was nod briefly before stepping confidently inside. She was followed by a girl whose appearance contrasted sharply with her mistress.

“You are not allowed to enter,” the guard prevented her as soon as he realized that the strange girl was also trying to enter the room where the master was.

“Miss,” the strange girl whispered, somewhat afraid.

“I am allowed to bring Anne inside.”

The guard didn’t believe her. The only option was to contact David, who was a trusted right-hand man of the boss. He whispered softly to request special permission, as long as he had been entrusted; only one woman was allowed to enter.

The woman in the red dress halted her steps, waiting for the girl trailing behind to enter with her. Through meaningful glances, they knew what to do if they couldn’t enter in the most proper manner.

Ah… if this could be called the most proper way to enter, these two women would surely burst into laughter.

“Very well. Both of you are allowed to enter,” the guard finally granted permission.

The women in the red dress widened her smile. Instead of proceeding to enter the almost-open room, she chose to close the distance with the guard. This took the guard by surprise. Especially when her slender fingers extended and gently caressed his chest. “Thank you,” she whispered. Softly, but enough to make the guard lose control over himself.

Next thing he knew, the woman had darted into the room. The sound of the closing door made him realize that he had been hypnotized by the beauty she possessed. “Shit!” he cursed.

Meanwhile, the woman took a deep breath. The girl who accompanied her chose to sit on one of the available sofas.

“You do your part, I’ll meet Alfred in there,” she said.

“Got it, Ute.”

Yes, the two of them were Anne and Ute. Sam asked Anne to keep Alfred occupied in the luxurious mansion while he carried out his plan. They all agreed that once Alfred got involved, Sam wouldn’t be able to take out the main orchestrator of Tony’s shooting, no matter the reason or the motive behind the shooting, which turned out to be much bigger than the personal feud between the Northern and Southern factions.

Although Sam’s relationship with Alfred had never been in the good category, Sam needed the man alive. Their illicit business in the underworld was interconnected. And Sam also needed to know who would replace Alfred if he decided to retire from the world that had made his name.

Once a week, a woman would entertain the wealthy old man. They would change regularly because Alfred was not a man who enjoyed keeping one woman in his mansion. Based on the observations Anne had made over the past year, they knew the gap through which they could enter Alfred’s residence, which was quite far from the bustling center.

Anne and Ute sabotaged the car carrying the escort woman. Before the car entered the area where Alfred’s guards, who never strayed far from their master, would take over. For the first time, Ute went down personally because this was not an easy task. She also had to ensure that Anne wouldn’t encounter any obstacles while installing various surveillance devices to monitor the house in more detail than before.

It was a dangerous mission because both of them knew that once they were caught, there would be no escape or return to their headquarters.

Ute patted Anne’s shoulder and bid her farewell. Meanwhile, Anne kept a close eye on her surroundings, especially the CCTV cameras. This room was full of privacy, but the glasses she was wearing clearly indicated the blind spots. She had to make good use of those.

Meanwhile, Ute purposely made her footsteps as sensual as possible. She played with her tousled hair as a way to ease her nervousness. This was also the first time she had to meet another man. Don’t ask how much her whole body trembled.

But she didn’t want to back down. Sam needed her help. She didn’t need to do much.

Just one night with Alfred. And it was truly terrifying for Ute. Although she encountered many men and interacted with them at the headquarters, she had learned to adapt. But this time? She truly needed great courage.

Especially when her eyes landed on one figure.

Alfred Quassano sat there, enjoying a cup of coffee accompanied by a cigar placed between his darkened lips. His face didn’t appear too old compared to what Ute remembered about him. His body was clad in a neat suit. The typical attire of a wealthy man who had never experienced the hardships of the outside world. Perhaps, he was one of the controllers of many things in the lower layers of society.

The more powerful someone became, the better they were at crushing those they considered insignificant.

“So, you’ve arrived,” Alfred laughed.

His eyes quickly scanned the figure that halted not far from his seated position. A fair-skinned woman with a resolute face. But in Alfred’s eyes, she appeared different. Whether he was overly tired or intoxicated, his gaze on the woman suddenly locked.

Alfred had met many women from various backgrounds. But one thing remained unchanged about those women. Once they entered his room, one by one, the clothes that embraced their beautiful bodies would intentionally be shed. Tempting him to come closer. Making him witness their striptease, and it wouldn’t take long before they surrendered themselves to him. Wrestling until he felt satisfied.

It was different with the woman who had just entered his room. She remained silent. Staring at him intensely.

“Sit,” Alfred commanded, tapping the sofa beside him. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Alright, Sir,” Uti sighed softly, moistening her lips to calm her nerves. She walked slowly, avoiding shifting her gaze anywhere. In her heart, she kept calculating the likelihood of ending up in bed with this old man, which seemed highly probable. The issue wasn’t the act itself but whether Uti could let someone touch her body again after that horrific incident.

“Where are you from?” Alfred asked.

A marble-topped table in front of them displayed a tray with a cup and a beautifully carved teapot filled with tea. It looked exquisite. Skillfully, Alfred poured a cup of the beautiful tea for the lady.

“From the Yono Street area in the South. Do you know it?” Ute asked.

Alfred handed her the cup with a slight smile. “There’s not a part I don’t know, Miss.”

Ute smiled faintly, expressing gratitude for the tea that already relaxed her just from its aroma. “This tea is mixed with rosella flowers and cinnamon bark. I’m sure you’ll like it.” Alfred glanced momentarily as she closed her eyes, seemingly savoring the thin wisps of steam above the cup.

“You’re right, Sir. It’s truly delicious. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to taste this exquisite tea.”

“I’ll ask David to prepare it for you when you return tomorrow.”

Ute pursed her lips. “Do I have to stay here until morning?”

Alfred laughed. “It’s the first time someone asks about the time spent with me. Do you mind?” He reached out, touching Ute’s slightly blushing cheek. “Stay with me until morning, hm?”

His touch felt like the aging traces of time, making Ute shudder in fear. All she could do was close her eyes tightly, thinking that she had to do this for Sam’s sake. She reached out and tightly grabbed the old man’s hand.

“Yes, Sir. Whatever you desire.”

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Ute quickly put on her clothes, tidying up her disheveled hair. She cursed and grumbled in dissatisfaction at the old man who was now sound asleep, completely oblivious. She felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. She had drugged him with sleeping pills she had put in the tea, which he drank entirely due to Ute’s seduction.

No, they hadn’t done anything except for Ute’s attempt to please Alfred orally, and even that was only for a short while because the man wanted the main course. But before that could happen, Ute had already sent the old man off to dreamland.

Just the desire to touch him! Ute thought to herself.

” Ute,” Anne called out quickly. “Are you okay?”

Ute quickly turned her head. “I’m fine. I silenced him with a sedative.” She grinned with satisfaction, knowing that the old man could easily be deceived. “Have you ever met a woman as seductive as me?”

Unable to help it, Anne laughed. “I’ve finished all my parts. My gadget is directly connected to this part of the house.”

“That was fast?” Ute marveled at Anne’s expertise in navigating the system.

“Well… it was quite challenging because there were parts that I couldn’t easily penetrate. I’ve also installed recording devices at several points.”

Ute chuckled. “What should we do since it’s not yet time for everything to end?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Leaving now would be useless, Ute. We could arouse suspicion.”

“You’re right.” Ute chose to sit on the sofa where she had warmed up with Alfred earlier. Just the thought of it made her shudder. Goodness! That old man was truly troublesome! And yet, he might not have much time left in this world. But when it came to matters in the bedroom, it seemed that he couldn’t be easily satisfied. Although Ute was sure he wasn’t as virile as before. After all, he released himself so quickly after just a brief encounter.

Ute grimaced in disgust.

Anne immediately opened her laptop, which was connected to all the activities in the mansion. From here, she could manipulate Alfred’s movements to ensure he wouldn’t assist Jimmy Lee when he comes to Sam’s headquarters in two days. Sam’s plans were well laid out. They had also coordinated with Ferdi’s team.

“The security here is tight,” Anne said, pointing at several points. “I can only monitor from outside, but now I can see what they will do in the future.”

“That’s a relief. Sam didn’t rely on you for nothing.”

Anne smiled broadly, but it quickly faded. “I’m sorry, Ute.”

Hearing her words, Ute furrowed her brow. “Sorry for what?”

“Sorry for my behavior in the headquarters. I often sided with Kak Bella.”

Ute laughed upon hearing Anne’s statement this time. “It doesn’t matter. Besides, we were placed differently, right?”

“But in the end, we know where our loyalty lies.”

Ute nodded affirmatively. “Speaking of Bella, where is she? Didn’t she go to the resort?”

“She went. She’s keeping to herself and being guarded by some of Bang Eland’s subordinates. I didn’t dare to visit her because Bang Eland is scarier than Sam.”

Ute burst into laughter. “Even so, Eland has the softest heart, An.”

“Don’t believe it,” Anne grumbled. “Whenever Eland speaks, he doesn’t think twice. It’s better to talk to Hugo.”

“One day, you’ll see how gentle Eland’s heart is,” Ute remarked with a smile on her face.

Although confused, Anne chose to nod. She continued her surveillance and sent some data she obtained at the mansion to the resort. One of her team members was on standby, analyzing her surveillance.

“Don’t let anything slip, An,” Ute said with a sigh. “Don’t let this opportunity slip away.”

Anne nodded again. Her fingers quickly danced across the keyboard. “I’ll make sure Sam doesn’t receive wrong information and make the wrong moves.”