Ten Million Dollar Seduction Contract

Chapter 1

Alessia walked into Bella Vita, a cozy Italian restaurant, with an earbud connected to her ear. She talked to the other person on the call while scanning the room for her target.

"I understand, you've already gotten the half payment. I will give you the remaining if the job is done successfully," the mysterious voice said.

Alessia nodded, her dark hair bobbing with the movement. Her raven hair cascaded down her back in luscious waves, with subtle layers framing her heart-shaped face. She wore a tight red dress that accentuated her curvy figure, the fabric clinging to her cleavage. A pair of stilettos elevated her height, and a sleek handbag completed her sophisticated look.

"Of course, I think you don't know who I am," Alessia said with confidence. "I'm Alessia Matteo, with the perfect skills of seduction. I will easily get the job done."

She smiled to herself, her full lips curling upward as she surveyed the restaurant. Her gaze lingered on a few potential targets before focusing on a tall, blond-haired man sitting alone at a table.

"Your mark is Marco De Luca," the voice reminded her. "We need the password to his safe, and we've heard he's... susceptible to beautiful women. Seduce him, get the password, and you'll get the rest of the payment."

Alessia replied with a succinct "Yes" and disconnected the call. She brought out her phone and checked the picture of Marco De Luca, committing his features to memory. She spotted him across the room, sipping a glass of wine, and her eyes locked onto her target.

As Alessia walked towards Marco De Luca, she deliberately let her hips sway, her red dress clinging to her curves like a second skin. She knew the effect she had on men, and she was determined to use it to her advantage. With a calculated move, she dropped her bag, and it fell at Marco's feet, right next to his shining shoes.

"Ouch, so bad my bag fell at your feet, sir. The bag is a handful," she said, her voice tiny and dripping with seduction. She batted her eyelashes, her dark eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.

Marco De Luca couldn't help but be amazed by the sexy girl standing before him. Her red dress accentuated her perfect assets, and she was like the girl he used to like. He felt his little brother stirring, and he couldn't help but stare.

Alessia watched as Marco's eyes roamed over her body, his gaze lingering on her curves. She felt a wave of disgust wash over her. He was an old man with a potbelly stomach, and he looked ugly. She wanted to bend down and get her handbag, but Marco stopped her with his hand.

"No, no, I won't allow a beautiful lady like you to stress yourself over this," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. He picked up the bag and handed it to her, making sure his hand came into contact with her fair and soft hand. He held it for a while, his touch making Alessia's skin crawl.

Alessia smiled seductively, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She was disgusted by Marco's touch and his obvious attempts to hide his bulging member.

"Are you here alone, principessa?" Marco asked, his voice low and husky. He still held her hand, his fingers stroking her palm.

Alessia pulled her hand away, trying not to show her revulsion. "Yes, I'm alone," she replied, her voice sweet as honey. "But I don't think I'll be alone for long, will I, Marco?" She batted her eyelashes again, her eyes sparkling with a hint of promise.

Marco's face lit up with excitement, and he signaled the waiter for another drink. "I think you're right, principessa. You won't be alone for long."

Marco stood up, his bulging belly shaking as he acted like a gentleman. "Please, have a seat, pretty lady," he said, his voice dripping with condescension.

Alessia reluctantly sat down, trying not to show her disgust. The waiter arrived, and Marco asked, "What can I get you, my dear?"

"Just water, please," Alessia replied, smiling sweetly. "I'm on a diet."

Marco nodded understandingly, his eyes roaming over her body. "Of course, you want to maintain that beautiful figure."

As he dropped his hand on the table, Alessia hesitated for a moment before placing her hand on top of his. Marco felt a jolt of electricity run through his body, and he became even more aroused.

"Why did you come here, anyway?" he asked, his eyes locked on hers with a lustful gaze.

Alessia replied slowly, drawing circles on his hand with her finger. "I was supposed to meet a friend, but he ditched me."

Marco laughed loudly, his belly shaking with the effort. "Oh, that's too bad. But it's his loss and my gain, don't you think?"

Alessia smiled, using her free hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, exposing her fair neck. "Of course, yes. I'm Lucia, by the way."

Marco's eyes lingered on her neck before he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "And I'm Marco De Luca. Would you like to come to my hotel, so we can have a more... intimate meeting?"

Alessia smiled, already bored with the charade. She needed to act fast. "Don't you think this place is a bit crowded? Why don't we go somewhere less crowded?"

Marco nodded eagerly, standing up and holding out his hand. "Anywhere you want, my dear."

Alessia smiled, her plan working perfectly. She had a sedative in her bag, which she would slip into his drink as soon as possible. She took his hand, and they walked out of the restaurant.

Alessia made sure to shake her assets as she walked, her hips swaying seductively. Marco De Luca gulped, his eyes fixed on her curves, as he struggled to contain his excitement. His pants were already tight, and he couldn't wait any longer or his lower member would burst.

As they approached his packed car, a voice pierced the air, making them both stop in their tracks.

"You, this unfortunate man, how dare you? You've come again with your bitches!"

Alessia turned to see a woman, her face twisted in anger, her eyes blazing with fury. She was dressed in a sleek black dress, her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, and her hands on her hips.

Marco De Luca's eyes widened in shock, his face pale, as the woman's words hung in the air.