It Goes According to Plan

Samia dropped her head, then went back inside. She had to convince them to do the Octoton job, and this was the only way, it seemed.

Lexo was right, she wasn’t a thief. Perhaps she was a good distraction after all. She had the pretty face, and the body.

Though she’d have to watch her back and ensure she wasn’t screwed over again.

“So what do I need to do?” she asked.

Lexo grinned, a sly glint in his eyes. "For the job tonight, you'll need to distract the guards while Reynaldo and the others make their moves."

Samia's face fell. “How do you want me to distract them?”

“Use your imagination darling, and that beautiful body.”

Samia hesitantly agreed, knowing that she had little choice if they were to pull off the job.

That night, as they prepared for the heist, Samia donned a revealing outfit that would allow her to move easily and attract attention from the guards. The dress she wore had a neckline that plunged all the way to her belly button, and the skirt was slit on both sides, revealing the entirety of her sleek legs.

They looked up at the building that was their target: House Logan. One of the wealthier houses in Novilla. It was a white building with a huge courtyard and gardens in the centre. There were four gates around the outside.

As they made their way through the streets of Novilla, Samia couldn't help but feel uneasy. She had a gnawing feeling in her stomach that something was going to go wrong, that she would be left exposed and ****.

When they finally reached the target building, she stood outside, keeping a watchful eye on the guards as the others made their way inside. Reynaldo had assured her that this was the perfect plan, and that she would be out of harm's way.

As Reynaldo and the others made their way up the walls, Samia could hear the commotion inside. She knew that it was time to act, and so she began to move closer to the building, drawing the attention of the guards on the gate as she danced seductively in front of them. Her revealing dress always had a hint of a promise that it could be removed in an instant, that more of her body could be on show for them.

The guards were entranced by her movements, their eyes fixed on her every move. She moved closer to the building, keeping an eye on the guards as she went.

As she reached the entrance, she saw Reynaldo and the others slipping out with the stolen goods.

One of the guards glanced over that way, she knew it was now or never. She pulled her hands over the shoulders of her dress and lowered it down to her elbow on both sides, revealing her breasts, smirking at the guards as they checked out her nipples.

One of the guards, a burly man with tattoos snaked up his arms, took a step forward. His eyes were fixed on her, hunger and excitement shining in them.

Samia smirked, moving closer. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin. Her heart raced, but she kept her cool. She knew how to handle men like this.

"Are you going to let me finish my dance, or do you want to join in?" she whispered seductively.

The guard's eyes widened, and he leaned forward, his hands reaching out for her. Samia could feel the tension in the air as the other guards broadened their stance, preparing to pounce.