229 The Hotel Room
After talking with Missmatch, Dae was slightly at ease. He now knew that he was on the right path. He just had to get out of this sketchy street. He navigated slowly from that narrow street and reached the hotel Missmatch gave him the address to.
He parked the car and reached for the door handle, but his hands froze. He had never done such a thing in his life. Never in his life, he had a meeting in a seedy hotel that too with a woman. He almost kissed her the last time, and he knew what meeting in a hotel room would mean.
But he kept thinking if he was ready for that. Was he ready to cheat on his wife? But if Missmatch would initiate everything, that would mean he was not cheating. If a girl throws herself on a man, it absolves the man from any responsibility. Dae smiled at his thoughts. He was too proud of his thoughts and beliefs.
He clenched his fists, took a deep breath to calm himself down and then grabbed his phone. He had all the material on his phone. He wanted to take his laptop too but he was not sure about the security measures K&Q had installed on it and he didn’t want to take any chances.
He opened his door and came out. A big glass door let him see inside the hotel. Though Missmatch said that it was a nice hotel out of a crappy street, it still looked like a cheap motel. The lighting was dim and red.
When he entered the hotel there was no one at the reception. He thought of calling someone but then realised that Missmatch had already sent him the room number. All he had to do was get to the room. He reached her room and knocked at the door.
“Is that you?” a voice came from inside the room. He knew that voice to be Missmatch’s.
“Yes,” he replied.
The door opened and Missmatch appeared in front of him in a little black dress. The off-shoulder dress had a flared skirt that was hardly covering her thighs. The black high heels were adding to her beauty. Her legs looked even longer and slim. His heart stopped after looking at her sexy figure. He gulped at the thought of what was about to happen.
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“Come in, dear!” smiled Missmatch, grabbed him by his collar and pulled him inside.
He stumbled but regained his balance and stood inside the room. The first impression of the hotel was wrong. He thought that it was a seedy motel but now after he was inside the room, he could see he was wrong.
The room screamed sophistication just like Missmatch. The whole was in a monochrome tone filled with modern furniture. Everything in that room was charcoal grey combined with bright light. It looked like the office of a big, chic fashion brand.
She in black was matching with the grey colours of her room. She looked like a masterpiece on display in that elegant room. He thought just like her, her room would be bright and pink, but it was completely the opposite. His eyes wandered all around the room admiring the interior.
“I see that you like my room. You can call this my office,” smiled Missmatch.
“Well, I have never seen a bed in any office,” Dae too smiled. Missmatch threw her head back and laughed out loud. She covered her mouth with her palm and batted her eyes at him.
She walked up to him and ran her fingers along his tie. She rotated her fingers around that tie and asked, “so, what do you have for me?” the moment she finished talking, she pulled his tie and brought his face closer to herself.
“I… I… got…” he cleared his throat and then completed the sentence, “I have something for you.”
She placed a kiss on his cheeks and said, “tell me, dear.”
“I have it… on my phone,” stammered Dae.
Missmatch kept smiling at him and slowly ran her hands all over his chest and moved her hands towards his pocket. Looking at him and moving her body in rhythm with her hands, she placed her hand inside his pocket.
Dae shuddered with pleasure. A beautiful young girl was paying attention to him, and he was loving that. All the hair on his body stood up. He could feel the blood rushing to his groin area. She took out his phone and flashed it before his eyes.
“Show me, dear,” she said seductively.
But he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. He was about to put his mouth on hers but at the last minute, she placed his phone between their lips. “First show me, then we can get on the real business,” she teased him.
Dae took the phone from her and unlocked it. He then opened the notepad and showed it to her. For a second, she kept staring at the screen and then asked, “what the hell is this?” She could not understand what he was showing her.
“Oh, you see, these are the list of the scripts shortlisted,” Dae replied happily.
“Aww… really! You brought that for me,” she jumped at him and hugged him. When she tried to get away from him, he didn’t loosen his grip and placed his lips over her exposed shoulder. He planted a wet kiss, but she pulled away. “Patience dear, show me how this list works.”
“So, you can post this information on your blog and people can find their scripts through these IDs. Every script is filed with a serial number. I also have their names. Think about how much money you can make,” smiled Dae.
“Oh, my sweetie, you are good,” she again kissed his cheeks, but he went for a kiss on her lips. “Anh… anh… anh… first, send me this list and everything you want will be yours. And make sure to send this from that fake ID. That will add as another evidence that your archenemy sent me the list.”
“Ooh! Nice! Good thinking,” he immediately pecked her lips. She was taken aback. She was trying hard not to give him what he wanted. She was only teasing him, but he just stole a kiss from her. She clenched her fists in anger, but she knew that she needed him.
Dae smiled after the kiss and then concentrated on his phone. He attached the file to his message and send it to Missmatch. “Make sure to publish it on Sunday. K&Q will be busy with the Live session of ASD. And by the time they would find out about your blog, the traffic on your site will make it difficult for them to even launch an investigation. Rest you know what your PR should say,” he said.
“Yeah, that we don’t give up our informant,” she winked at him.
He smiled and moved towards her. She knew what he was going to do. But she had countermeasures for that. She just wanted to use Dae. She knew that if there would a promise of sex, he would do anything for her and charge less money for the information he would provide.
He grabbed her hands and slowly moved his hands upwards toward her shoulder. Before he could touch her face, the door flung open, and an old man came inside. Dae immediately removed his hands off Missmatch and stood away from her.
“We have to go. You have another meeting,” said the old man.
“Oh sorry, dear. We will continue this later on,” she whispered to Dae and winked at him.
“But…”
“You know how busy I am,” pouted Missmatch.
“Yeah, yeah, but make sure to post the list on Sunday, not before that,” warned Dae.
“I will keep that in mind,” smiled Missmatch and blew an air kiss at him.
“And my money?” asked Dae.
“I will transfer it to your account. Don’t worry, dear,” smiled Missmatch.
She took her phone and walked away with the old man leaving Dae alone in the room. The moment she came out she rubbed off Dae’s touch of her body. “Ugh, what took you so long?”
He offered her a wet tissue and replied, “I had to wait till he gave you the information.” Missmatch rolled her eyes. “Was the information worth it?”
“Yes, I received a list of shortlisted scripts. Just imagine the traffic on our site. People will flock to see if their script is on our list. Ohh! I can see the bling,” Missmatch’s eyes twinkled with the thought of the money she would be getting from a single blog. “Did you record everything?”
“Yes, the whole encounter is recorded, just like you have footage of actors, directors, idols, politicians and other bureaucrats,” smiled Su-Bin. Missmatch smiled at him, and they walked away from the hotel.
Dae closed his eyes and groaned with frustration. He was again left wanting for more. Why couldn’t he get what he wants in his life for once? He let himself fall on the bed with his arms stretched to his side and sighed loudly.
