Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

"Shit. You're wet!" I exclaimed.

And shit, I almost spilled the poisoned wine. Luckily, I didn't. I never anticipated how quick Windwood could move.

"Maybe I am," he replied, his tone carrying a double meaning. "What's your name, young lady?"

"Luna." I smiled.

"Bitch."

I tried hard not to laugh when I heard Luna cursing me on the other line. Sometimes she really forgot that I was her boss on missions like these.

"Do you want another slap? Didn't you learn from the last time we both got smacked?" Finnick chimed in.

I closed my eyes, trying to focus. These two were so noisy.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to..." I said in a worried tone, raising the other glass to offer it to him. "I was about to give you this. I hope we can be close-" "Like this?" He grabbed my waist and pulled me against him.

I tried my best not to whimper at the heat radiating from his body. Senator Windwood was undeniably handsome and physically fit for his age, but looking into his eyes, I knew there was more to him than this facade. Something wasn't in that folder, something even Kesha couldn't dig up. Now I understood why Evangeline wanted to scour the entire place before destroying it.

She was after something critical, but I had no idea what it was.

"Being close to me won't be a problem, but what about him? He looks like your boyfriend," Windwood said, pointing at Rain, who was seated on a high stool, sipping beer.

Rain had a high alcohol tolerance, so I wasn't worried. That's why I brought him to the bar instead of Finnick, even though I preferred Finnick in situations like this.

He was quiet, and that's what I liked about him.

"Not anymore," I grinned. "I dumped him a few minutes ago."

"You're dumped, bro!" Luna teased.

When I glanced at Rain, he scoffed, chugged his drink, and walked away.

If those two end up together, I wouldn't be surprised.

"Thank you for the wine, young lady," Windwood said, taking the glass from my hand. He brushed my hand and caressed it slightly.

From that touch alone, I could sense how badly he wanted to quench the heat in his body-with mine.

As if I'd let that happen.

"Sir, for your safety..." one of his bodyguards intervened just as Windwood was about to drink the wine I handed him.

I was disappointed but not surprised. Of course, someone like him would have tight security. I was just thankful I managed to get this close to him. His uncontrollable lust worked in my favor, and I'd provoke him more. "Oh, Luna-"

"It's fine, Senator. I understand." I smiled and called another waiter. "Hey, can I get another glass?"

"What are you doing, S?" Kesha asked, but I ignored her.

"I know you're not the type to trust people easily. Maybe someone has tried to kill you before?" I smiled.

The waitress brought me another glass. I poured half of Windwood's wine into it. My team panicked over the line, and I understood why. The wine I was about to drink was poisoned, and I'd die within two hours. But like I said, I'll finish this mission, no matter what it takes.

"Let's drink together, Senator."

I briefly placed my hand on Senator Windwood's chest, sliding it downward until it stopped just above his manhood. I slightly lifted the hem of his shirt, letting my fingers touch his skin.

I saw him bite his lower lip because of what I did.

"Let's drink it, and we'll see," I said to him, a hint of confidence in my voice. "I'm one hundred percent sure I'm not doing anything illegal. I'll prove it to you."

I waited for him to raise his glass and clink it against mine, but he simply stared at me, watching my every move. It seemed like he was trying to figure me out.

Not that he could, anyway. When I don't even know myself anymore, how could he?

"What the fuck, S?!" Kesha shouted on the other line. I almost winced, but I kept my composure. "Do you even know what Sir Simon might do to us if he finds out about this?!" Of course, I knew.

There were two possibilities: either Simon would recruit them to work for his mafia, or he'd have them all killed, though the latter was less likely.

I wasn't called the Parker Organization's most valuable asset just for them to let me die... but my father knew he could create another robot like me to manipulate.

"S, that was too dangerous. Tell me you're just joking," Luna said. "You're putting all of us at risk. Are you planning to abandon us after achieving your personal goal... something we don't even know about?" How clever, and naive at the same time, Luna.

At moments like this, she seemed to forget that I never joke about what I say.

Too bad my team didn't know the other option. They were unaware that Simon never treated me like a daughter. They thought this was a normal family, especially since Evangeline often visited me.

"What's taking you so long to decide, Senator? I thought you were brave," I provoked him, and it worked because his jaw tightened. "I thought you'd fight for me..."

"But you can't even stand up to your bodyguard," I whispered directly into his ear, letting my tongue lightly graze his earlobe in a quick, teasing lick.

He was irritated by my words, but at the same time, his desire flared. Men and their strange fantasies. I was sure he was already imagining me under him, screaming his name.

I sat on the chair, holding the other glass in my right hand while caressing my leg with my left. I intentionally drew his gaze to my exposed legs, positioned right in front of him. I swear, he was practically drooling. Just like his bodyguard.

Fucking hell. I wasn't even seducing him, but he didn't bother hiding how he ogled my body.

Once I finish killing his boss, maybe I'll go after him next.

"My pleasure, Luna." This time, the Senator raised his glass and clinked it with mine. "Cheers, mi amor."

I could hear Kesha cursing me as I slowly brought the wine glass to my lips. I drank it leisurely, not wasting a single drop. Besides being curious about the poison we were serving Senator Windwood, I couldn't deny the wine tasted exquisite. I believe it's expensive, though.

"Oh, this is such good wine!" I exclaimed. "I think I'd like some of this in my house, too."

I wasn't joking. It was surprising that the poison created by the Varletts had no taste. It could be considered perfect-capable of killing someone cleanly.

Evangeline also claimed it wouldn't be detected in an autopsy since the process took two hours.

"I want more, Senator... but do you trust me? I drank mine," I lifted my glass to show it was empty. "I'm not like the others around you who want to kill you. Look at me-I don't even care about politics... or money. Because I have lots of it. The only thing I don't have is love... and fun."

Take the bait, bastard.