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Chapter 4 by Polar_Lime Polar_Lime

Next stop...

Providence

"夫人," politely spoke the driver opening the door for Ava. In the dossier, Ava was given "platinum" membership to Providence. Which meant not only did she have the most lucrative membership to the club, known to the public, she also got to look the part. Ava stepped out of the black stretch limo onto a red carpet, guarded by velvet ropes and armed security the size of bodybuilders. But the more intimidating figure was Agent Hope. Her black satin maxi dress left little to the imagination with a side slit revealing her long slender right leg each step and her perfect cleavage exposed by a plunging neck line. Those she passed couldn't help but check out her ass, right below the backless part of her dress.

She got to the main door of the large skyscraper and, removing from her clutch, handed one of the two security guards an actual card made out of Platinum with a large gold "P" in the middle. The guard scanned her card and was notified by a green light that she was a member. "Welcome to Providence, Ms. Jones," the security guard cordially announced as the other opened the door.

Ava walked in and was greeted by a stunning young chinese woman, wearing a short white dress, holding a golden serving tray with champagne flutes. "Dom Pérignon?" asked the beautiful woman with a smile and a slight accent. Ava carefully selected a glass and made her way to a white marble elevator. Only one choice was available as she pressed down on the illuminated "P." The doors opened unveiling a red love-seat surrounded by mirrors. Ava walked in, hearing her heels echo off the dark marble floor. She sat down and took a sip of extremely expensive champagne as she crossed one leg over the other.

Suddenly a hologram face of an older man appeared. Ava knew she recognized him but couldn't place his name. The hologram seemed to be pre-recorded message, offering thanks for Ava's patronage and welcoming her to Providence. The literal talking head began speaking about unfulfilled desires and wildest fantasies as our agent took another sip of her drink, but not before scoffing at what she heard. What happened next, Ava didn't expect.

What happened next?

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