The Big Boss
Fourteen Days Later...
“You sure there’s no other way?”
“Just get in, woman!”
She cringed at her earpiece as her chocolate brown eyes roamed around the building, especially the security guards.
“I should be strangling you right now, Arup.”
She heard a scoff.
“Thank me later. Now, go!”
The woman let out a sigh before brushing her dark hair and fixing the short red dress that hugged her luscious curves in a sensuous way. With squared shoulder and straight spine, she walked passed the neon red sign, Helluava.
Hotel Helluava was always a busy place in the evening. The music turned up to an almost painful volume. Drunk, sweaty people wandered around the passages. Eyes filled with lust and hunger were the regular show for the everyday people here. But tonight was different. It was a night of celebration for the hotel because its owner was turning thirty-seven.
The music was louder tonight. Neon lights went crazy with the beats. People were dancing wildly, openly exploring each other’s bodies. Some were heading to secluded areas for more privacy.
The lobby turned into the playground of drunk losers. Even the receptionist himself was bouncing up and down with the beat of the music. Everyone was carefree except for the guards and the call girls, most alert and awake ones of all.
The soft click of black heels grabbed the attention of two guards. They were busy in a heated banter when they noticed the woman. She wore faint smirk on her cheery red lips. Her hips swayed in a rhythm that made both of their heart beat faster. Their eyes took in her lean five-eight body as she stopped in front of them.
“Hello,” Her smooth, velvety voice rang in their ears.
They both shared a quick smirk before looking at the hot beauty. She continued.
“I’m here for Big Boss from the Sugarplum Agency.”
Robin, one of the guards, cleared his throat. “ID, please.”
She gave him a soft smile before handing him the white card. His eyes went through the card while the other guard, Rasel, roamed his eyes on the woman’s inviting curves.
Too bad the fat jumbo will get this bitch!
For a moment, Rasel saw her eyes flicked up to his. He felt a chill run down his spine. He wasn’t so sure why he felt that way when she looked at him. It was quite awkward.
“Alright, Ms. Sunny, good evening,” Robin said returning the card.
After delivering the final sweet smile and a nod, Sunny entered through the door. As soon as she walked in, some crazy drunk bumped into her shoulder.
The man giggled, giving her a nasty smell of bad breath and walked out. Sunny gave him one last glare before searching the receptionist. But, in a crowd full of brain-dead people, it was almost impossible. God knows, how she managed to squeeze through those sweaty, slippery, drunk people. She was breathless by the time she spotted that god-damn receptionist.
“Hello.” She was leaning on the counter, catching her breath, as the receptionist swayed his hips and kept humming.
Sunny furrowed her brows. “Hey, I’m talking to you!”
This time his eyes moved toward her and they instantly darkened. He leaned forward.
“Hi, darling. How can I please you?” He tried to talk in a husky voice, but it turned out slurred.
Sunny was this close punching his face. She took a deep breath before trying again.
“Could you tell me where the Big Boss is?” She asked looking around.
“Why, Sugar Baby? Am I not enough?”
She narrowed her eyes before squaring her shoulder.
“I’m asking nicely for the last time, Mister. If you love your face, I suggest you start talking. Now.” She asked in a dangerously cold voice.
His eyes widen a bit. He shook his head and cleared his throat.
“Ah... Ro-Room number t-two zero seven, ma’am.” He looked everywhere but her eyes while talking.
She gave him a soft smile. “Thanks.”
Sunny was standing in front of room 207. It was a special suite dedicated to the owner of the hotel, Mr. Big Boss. While she stood there, the sickening noise of moaning coming from inside continued to irritate her ears. Despite her frustration, Sunny decided to wait until the sexual yelling stopped.
She tapped her foot on the red carpet impatiently, occasionally receiving looks from drunk people. This side of the floor was more deserted. Loud music boomed through the floor.
After what felt like an eternity, the moaning stopped. Sunny didn’t waste any more time and knocked on the door. Though, she was careful not to show her annoyance.
“C-come in,” A slurry male voice replied.
Sunny twisted the knob and entered the room. It was quite dark and shady, but just enough light entered for her to view the scene inside.
The room was medium-sized. A girl lay naked on the bed dominating the room, half of her body covered with the blanket. The heart-shaped black couch was covered in bottles of alcoholic drinks along with a half-empty glass of red wine. There were some small cabinets and desks, hugging each side of the wall. The room was covered in white candles. Then, the final thing standing there as a display was the big boss himself who was currently busy zipping his pants.
Well, well, finally meeting Big Boss then.
“May I turn on the lights?” She asked.
“Let it be... the darker... the more fun...” Big Boss cackled like a schoolgirl.
She shrugged with a smile, “If you say so. But, I hope you won’t mind the little flickering of candles, will you? ”
The Big Boss chuckled, shaking his head with a hiccup.
Sunny pressed her lips to stifle back laughter. She closed the door and went to a table near the bed to grab a lighter to light the candles. She lit enough candles to see but kept a dark ambiance in the environment.
Sunny threw away the lighter and turned to the waiting Big Boss. Her lips twitched into a smirk as she saw the darkened eyes and flared nose of his. Her heels clicked on the tiled floor and stopped when then collided with the bare feet of the big guy. Her red, manicured fingers trailed on his hairy chest, a trait in men she disliked the most. She felt him tense under her touch.
And, this man just had a rough session!
Sunny felt his beefy arm trying to wrap around her waist. Her eyes twinkled with mischief, distracting Big Boss from feeling the shiver of disgust that just ran through her body. Such contrary actions but, oh, the willpower it took to keep the poker face!
She quickly stepped back and pushed him on the bed. The fatty Big Boss dropped on the bed, creating bounces on his fat skin.
She let out a chuckle, shaking her head at the groan he gave. It was hard to tell if it was from pain or pleasure.
“I... Like your style. You are a great entertainer,” The Big Boss said, leaning back on the bed
“Mhm... What have you seen of me just yet?”
She went near the center table and poured a drink for him, knowing he wouldn’t resist even though he was almost a goner.
Sunny mixed some white powder in it while Big Boss was distracted. Then she went sat on the bed.
“Here,” She gave him the glass.
“I... already have a lot...”
“Have it. It’s special, my treat.” Sunny kept the smile on her face.
“As you say, my queen.” He started to drink the glass.
The woman was looking at the glass. Her smile grew wider with every sip. It didn’t take much time. Soon, the glass was empty and with that empty glass, the brain of the Big Boss also turned empty. He tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.
She checked him carefully. When she was satisfied, Sunny stood up and put the glass back on its table then looked at the bed. The other girl got up from the bed and started to get dressed. When she was finished, both nodded at each other. The girl left the room, shutting the door in the process. It was only Sunny and the Big Boss now.
“Now, it’s time for the real game.” She took a deep breath.
Sunny walked around the whole room and searched through every drawer and table. Her next destination was the bed. She flipped the pillows, looked around the mattress without touching the sack of fat.
Sunny huffed when she found nothing. She decided to check under the bed as well.
It was too dark to see inside so, she stood up and looked for the lighter. She picked it up and turned it on before returning to the dark side of the bed.
Sunny ducked down and crawled through the narrow gap of the wooden bed. There, she found a small, almost invisible button attached to the wall. She crawled and pushed herself to reach it.
Sunny ignored the scratchy roughness of the splinters and made her way through to push the button. She heard a faint beep, and her ears perked at the sound.
Sunny smirked when she realized where that sound came from. She got out from under the bed and went to the other side of the room where the room switches were. She brought out a bunch of lockpicks to open the socket. When she finished, she put her hand inside the socket and was surprised to see how big, broad and dark the inside of the socket was.
The socket wasn’t completely empty. There were folded papers and files haphazardly jammed inside. She took a rusty black file named Operation Blacklists from the pile.
The file had the entry of many operations with crossed and ticked marks. Some of them were marked with star signs. Those were probably the most critical or important missions for Big Boss.
Sunny was flipping through pages when a star-marked entry caught her eyes. There was a particular side note with the title.
Gulshan Lake Park Attack- 30-2-2017, Time: 2:30 AM.
The operation has failed to take out the target.
Reason: An unidentified subject attacked operators during the kidnap operation. Operators were traumatized by the attacker, and the subject escaped the scene.
Sunny put the file in her bag and started to search the socket again.
On the right side of the socket, she found a tiny drawer. Sunny opened using her fingers. She found another red button there, but this time, it made no sound when she pushed it.
“Buttons after buttons. Just like the brain of its owner!”
She again pushed the button and looked back in the room. Nothing changed. Sunny pushed it for the next five time before she looked back again. However, what she saw made her smile.
Sunny went to the ceiling fan in the middle of the room. The fan was quite high.
She looked around for something to ride on but there no small chair or spare table available for her.
The closest thing she could use was that bedside table. But then, it looked quite heavy. It would also make unnecessary noise that drag attention through the thin wall out there. Even worst, the sleeping demon would wake up and that was the last thing she needed now.
Sunny looked up at the glaring fan before puffing out some air.
Hard way it is then!
She bent down to add force in her legs and jumped up to grab the fan in a tight grip.
The fan seemed noticeably heavier than usual. Sunny had to work fast. She somehow managed to fetch the screwdriver from her thigh belt. It was hidden under the dress. Sunny used it to open the fan’s attachment screws with one hand. The fan was getting down to gravity as Sunny unscrew them.
Sunny was losing her grip with each second. Still, she continued her work until she brought out the last screw of the fan.
When that big fan was about to fall, she quickly dropped that screwdriver. She quickly grabbed a ceiling hook beside the fan with one hand and the heavy weighted fan with the other one.
Sunny was slowly losing her grip on both hands. Her hands were getting clammy. Sweat dripped down her body making the job more difficult. So, there was only one way left to prevent the fall.
She stretched her leg up to the place where she grabbed the ceiling. There was another small hook hidden beneath the ceiling, beside the first hook.
When she had pushed the red switch down there for a couple of times, a tiny part of the ceiling silently slid beside, revealing two hidden hooks.
Sunny used her heel to pull out the next hidden hook. Her eyes widened for a moment to see another open space there. However, like the socket, some stuff occupied that space too.
Sunny carefully rid herself of the heels and dropped them on the carpet. Then, she used her both legs to bring out the eight white packets stashed in the ceiling. She grabbed four packets in each of her toes before dropping her legs.
Sunny fell down with the gravity and landed with a soft grunt. She put the fan down and fit the packets inside her bag.
She sighed and looked at the big guy.
“It was fun playing with you, Big Boss.”
She gave him a mock salute while slinging her bag on her shoulder.
Sunny went to the door and just touched the doorknob when she heard the noise of something moving behind her.
Sunny frowned and looked back to the Big Boss pointing a gun at her head.
Where did he get the gun from? Wait, did he suspect something before? Hmm...
She smoothed her frown with a soft smile.
“You woke up so soon. I didn’t expect that,”
“Who are you?” He scrunched his brows.
“I’m the Entertainer, remember?”
He scoffed. “Entertainer, my ass! Listen up, bitch. Your game’s over.”
Sunny heard the gun click. She just chuckled.
“Lighten up, Biggy! Your frown line makes you look older. Let’s see each other off with good eyes, yeah?”
Sunny was about to open the door again but when she moved the knob this time, she felt a different pressure coming from the other side of the door. Something was not right.
Sure enough, heavily armed men burst into the room. Their Boss threw his head back in laughter. Sunny frowned.
“The game has changed, baby. You are trapped!”
He pressed the gun to the spot in between her eyes.
The woman stood still. Her eyes were cold when she looked straight into his eyes without blinking once.
Then, her lips twitched into a smirk.
“Never knew you’d like me so much already.”
Big Boss frowned as let out a soft sigh. Her eyes turned cold again.
“Fine. Let’s see who wins this game of cat and mouse.”
She was dangerously calm.