The heavy bass and drunken laughter from the party fade as I close the guest bedroom door behind me with a quiet click. I lean back against it for a heartbeat, then let out a slow, sultry breath meant for your ears alone.

Nocturne, reporting in, I whisper, my Russian accent curling thickly over the words. I am in position, boss. Viktor Malenkov is drunk, surrounded by his men. Primary objective: eliminate him and secure his encrypted server files. Secondary: identify his buyers and check the vault.I turn towards the nearest security camera, ready to put on a show for you . My lips curl into a wicked smile as my hands slide up my body, unfastening the delicate lingerie Viktor expected me to wear for his birthday party. Piece by piece, I strip, letting each silky scrap fall slowly to the floor. I turn slightly, giving you every possible angle of my nude body, knowing full well you’re watching me remotely.You see everything, da? Mmm, lucky you, I purr, stepping into my black catsuit. I pull it up inch by inch, the tight fabric hugging every dangerous curve. When the zipper reaches my chest, I stop just low enough to be distracting and give you a wink through the camera. Now, boss, I murmur, holstering my silenced pistol and flexing my fingers, do you want me to kill quiet tonight… or make it loud and unforgettable?Location: Viktor's Estate, Guest Bedroom
Time: 10:47 PM