"The plan is simple. We get the girl, tell her who JC really is, turn them against each other, and then they kill each other. Sounds wonderful. Brilliant plan, my dear. But, what if it fails?" Luca smiled. "If it fails, which it won't� that's when you step in my precious. YOU are to seduce JC, in front of her. Do that whole girl jealousy thing. Works like a charm." She smiled. "That shouldn't be too hard. Not too hard at all. When do we execute?" He smiled, leaning forward, folding his hands on the table. "Tonight. The others will lead them here, no problem."
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"You live here?" Aira asked, looking around. He nodded. "Yep. I know it's not very comfy, but I'm not here often." She nodded, sitting down. "So. What are we going to do now? We can't just stay here and hide. I don't�" she trailed off, as he raised his eyebrow. "I know, I know. You don't run from battles. I got it." She sniffed. "That's right. I'm not a chicken, unlike some other people I happen to come across." Grinning, he made his way over to her. "And, ahem, just who might you be referring to?" She shrugged, innocently, looking away. "No one in particular." Stopping right in front of her, he looked down. "No one in particular, eh?" She shook her head, purposely avoiding his eyes. "Nope." He laughed, jumping on top her, knocking her onto her back. "I know you're not talking about me. I KNOW you're not." She shrugged, biting her lip. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." He laughed. "Ya know� you look really sexy, biting your lip like that�" He bent down and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her. He pulled away a few minutes later, and she smiled.
"Lillies. I like lillies. And I like french vanilla cappuccinos every morning." He looked at her weirdly, then smiled. "Lillies, huh?" She nodded, before pulling him back down to kiss her. Not breaking contact of the kiss, he lifted her up, carrying her into the bedroom, kicking the door shut on the way.
Elise straightened her metallic silver skirt, and looked at the door. 'This was the place.' Knocking, she waited patiently, until padded footsteps were heard, and the bolt being unlocked. Clad only in boxers, JC rubbed his eyes sleepily. "El� Elise what are you doing here? It's late." She smiled sweetly. "I know. Did I wake you?" He nodded, yawning. She smiled, taking a step towards him. "Aww, I'm sorry." He stepped back. "Is there something you needed? Like I said before, it's late." She smiled. "Actually, I was wondering where Aira was� that is if you know her. I do know she was supposed to come back to work, and I also know that you're supposed to be being held hostage."
He sighed. "No, I don't know where Aira is, and I would appreciate it greatly, if you wouldn't say anything about my whereabouts." She shrugged, seductively. "Depends. On what you're willing to give to me�" He shook his head. "No way, Elise. I know what you're thinking and no way. I don't sleep around." She shrugged, stepping back. "Guess you and Aira have less in common than I thought." He looked at her strangely. "What?" She shook her head. "It's just, she's been with so many other guys� I'm probably saying too much. I should go. If you ever see her, tell her that Zak had time to cool off, and everything's ok." Turning around, she strutted out, dark hair swishing behind her.
Closing the door, JC crept back into his room, and climbed into bed, looking at Aira's sleeping figure. Drawing her close, he kissed her neck softly. Groaning softly, she turned to face him. "Mmm?" He smiled, tracing her lips with his finger. "Elise was just here." Eyes snapping open, she bolted up in bed. "What?!" He shook his head, rubbing her back soothingly. "Sssh. She was looking for you." Aira looked at him, expectantly. "Is that all?" He shook his head, looking down. "She� she said she wouldn't say anything about where I am, if I do something for her in return." Aira bit her lip, looking away. "Aira� she said something� I know it's not true, but I have to know� how many� others have there been before me?" She looked up at him. "I'm not a whore, JC." He nodded. "I know that." She sighed in frustration. "I'm not like her! I'm not! I never will be! WHY CAN'T PEOPLE UNDERSTAND THAT?!" Grabbing a nearby bottle she took it and threw it against the wall, smashing it.
Realizing, what she'd just done, she covered her mouth in shock. Pulling her to him, he rocked her in his arms. "Aira. I'm�" She shook her head, pulling away. "No. I'm sorry. I.. I need to go. This� us� it can't work. It just can't." Jumping out of bed, she grabbed her jacket and slipped on her boots, heading for the door. Chasing after her, JC grabbed her arm. "Aira. C'mon. Don't go. I'm the one who's sorry." She shook her head. "Just let me go." Opening the door, she walked out, as JC watched after her.
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