Chapter Forty One

"Good day, sir." Ciara said as she sat down beside the man she was sent to deliver goods too.

"You are such a pretty lady, you know." The man said.

"A night won't hurt, would it?" He asked while she fought so hard not to roll her eyes at him. He is just some petty human she could kill him within the blink of an eye.

She faked a smile.

"I was told to only deliver these goods to you and not to do anything else." She said and was about to stand up when he pulled her and she landed on his laps. She gasped.

She could feel his bulge under the pair of trousers he wore.

"You can feel it, can't you?" He said with a smirk. She smiled back.

You are so dead!!!

Then her phone started ringing,

"Excuse me." She said and took her face away. She stood up and went over to a corner. She saw a man in veil and he handed something over to her. She looked at the man's retreating back. She sighed and went over to meet her customer.

"Real