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The gusts of wind blew gently across the sea swarmed town as the waves of the water rustled against the ships that gently swayed over it. Her crimson gaze wandered around again and again, scanning through the similar men clad in white shirts accompanied by black pants as they held guns and strolled around leisurely, looking for any suspicious people to hunt down. She bit her bottom lip as a small smile spread across it before sighing, "The things I do for money." Using her hand, she pushed aside the long black strands of ebony hair that were unable to frame her face as the rubber band refrained them from running wild.
Pulling the short burgundy dress that adorned her body, she lowered the cloth that fell over chest and tightened the belt that cinched her waist. The hem of the dress reached mid-thigh, exposing her long pale legs from there as a pair of similar burgundy heels sat on her feet. Running a finger over her lips, she checked to see if the red lipstick that she applied still remained loyal and once she had obtained the perfect look she desired, a smirk fell onto her face. It was time for some action.
tap. tap. tap. The sounds of her heels clashing against the floor drowned within the ruckus caused by workers loading and unloading goods off the ships but her eyes scanned the area, landing upon one light haired young man, clad in the same attire as others as he roamed over the concrete ground. A smile stretched onto her lips as Freya had found her victim.
The mere thought of the fun that she could have was enough to allow a rush of adrenaline to blaze through her body. Her hair swayed along with her hips as she sauntered towards the man. Halting before him, she flashed him the best smile that she noticed, was enough to leave plenty men weak in the knees. It appeared that he was no different as his eyes widened before scanning her scarcely clad body from head to toe and landing upon her lips, before he gulped, "Excuse me, would you be a gentleman and help me out a bit?"
Clearing his throat, "Of course mam." He said with a smirk on his face. Alas, she was right yet again. It is often the more good-looking ones that tend to be the most gullible and naive. "I have some luggage left at the back and it's too heavy for me to lift by myself. I need the help of someone strong."
Looking around, she pretend to let her gaze wander before landing it upon him, "And you seem to be the most reliable." It's safe to say that these sweet words, laced with seductivity were enough to leave him thoughtless and foolish enough to follow her away from the other guards. Acknowledging his presence behind her, she could feel his gaze explicitly explore her body but that gave her nothing more than pleasure. Once she had decided that she was far enough from the sight of others, she swirled around, fast enough so that he wouldn't be able to halt his steps and pretended to stumble over him, tripping the two over.