THE DARK WORLD

' World.

How do I define it? Dark.

"She is an unusual kind." The man spoke from the side of the couch.

"Good that I like unusual kinds."

The man was seated on the couch, with his one leg above the other, face impressed with a wicked smile.

"Here she comes." The man with a pistol bulging out of his pocket, whispered to his boss.

I could see his jaw slightly dropping. No escape from my charms, Alexander.

"Greetings sir." I sat on the couch opposite to him, so that we could face each other.

"Greetings Julie." He spoke with a flirty smile.

"I've heard about you, the loyal woman who is ready to die for my company. Finally, we meet. You meet your boss." He spoke, with his eyes running throughout my body.

"It's like a dream, sir. You don't usually meet with strangers I heard."

"I never, I came here only because of the hype that I've been hearing for a long year. And the hype was worth it." He replied, still with his flirty eyes.

I laughed gently, still keeping my charms on.

"So, let's talk business." He started.

"The drug supply, if you can get them cleared and packed from our companies to the destination, you get 30% of my profit." He continued.

"I've been with you for over 1 year. I saved you from a disloyal partner of yours. Sir, I know you are a busy man with lots of business to do worldwide. If I could get you to meet with me with just 1 year service, you already know my potential, I believe. 40kilos of Gold each month. That is what I want. " I stated my side.

"Expensive girl, huh!" He spoke with a smirk.

"Deal, you can take your share from the gold shipping department." He continued.

"And where is that?" I asked.

He looked at his man. He winked back his eyes and whispered leaning closer to his boss,

"She is one of us. Don't worry, fully guaranteed. Her background and identities are clear. Well checked."

"Hangston Sea. We have an underground tunnel which borders us from the outside. The money too is stored there. The gold will be transported to Russia and other seven sub nations at 3a.m once in a week." Alexander spoke.

I could see the fear in his eyes, his mind questioning him if telling me the company's biggest secret was an ideal thing to do. Well, it wasn't.

I slowly coughed making fifteen men pointing their guns at Alexander.

"The decline of Alexander The Great." I spoke with my right leg above the other.