Chapter 7. Reds and Blacks

Matt's POV

"Look, I'm…I…just let me go home, please. I promise not to come here again," she pleaded. The polythene bag containing the food swung behind her as she crossed one hand against the other at her back. "Look, I need you to do me a favor," I requested in return to let her go free. "What should I do for you, please?"

"Good! Wait and see," I promised and made a call.

"Hello, Antonio, track me."

Within a few seconds, he appeared like a ghost. "Antonio, take her to the boutique, get her a nice red dress, take her home to get clean, and let her dress up. I need this to be done in twenty minutes," I commanded and wished noticing the time wasn't enough! Her blonde hair was very attractive and I think she didn't need to waste much time on it. Antonio adjusted his hat, got his tall body to the entrance, and signaled her to follow him but she didn't move an inch. "Do you want someone to see you this way? I guess I call someone else," sh