Shah Rukh's Hideout
Jhanvi shifted nervously in her seat as she looked around the dim candlelit room. She was dressed to kill, wearing a little black cocktail dress that clung to her curves, with a deep neckline that barely contained her massive breasts. A large ruby necklace hung from around her neck and her hair hung loosely on her shoulders.
Shah Rukh sat in front of her, wearing a tailored suit that fit him perfectly and seemed to somewhat hide his chubby physique. His dark brown eyes were filled with lust as he looked over her hungrily, taking in every inch of her exposed skin before finally meeting her eyes.
She smiled at him confidently, trying to ignore the nervous butterflies fluttering in her stomach, taking a sip of her wine and setting down the glass.
"What do you say, Shah Rukh? Can you help me?" she asked, placing her elbows on the table and leaning forward, giving him a generous view of the deep valley of her cleavage, "I really need someone trustworthy for this."
"Of course, I am always willing to do anything for you," he replied, and grinned lecherously at her before standing up and walking up to her. He offered her his hand, continuing, "however, I would like something in return for all my troubles."
"Hmm... I can give you a sizable share in exchange for the help," she replied with a soft smile, taking his hand and allowing him to pull her to her feet.
"I want more than money," he murmured, pulling her close to him, pressing his body against her voluptuous figure, "I have always wanted a partnership with someone like you. Someone who knows what she wants and how to get it--and I don't just mean a business partnership!"
"Oh! Shah Rukh, you devil!" Jhanvi replied with a playful grin, biting her lower lip softly, "I'm flattered, but I don't want to rush into any sort of commitment. It will take a lot more than this to win me over."
"Let's not call it a commitment," he said, brushing her hair out of her face, "we will simply be two partners, working together for our mutual benefit."
She looked up at him, raising an eyebrow at his words. She knew she needed to give him more if she was ever going to convince him to tell her what she wanted to know.
"We'll be better suited to discuss this after our shipment deal is done," she whispered, leaning in closer to him and brushing her lips against his ears, "but it will be a good start towards winning me over if you first show me the safe."
Shah Rukh chuckled at her words and pulled away from her, looking into her eyes. He knew she was toying with him, as much as he was with her; her gang was not the only one with a reputation for being sneaky.
"Very well," he said, after taking in her beauty for a while longer, and then took a step away from her, "but you have to promise to keep this between us. I have never shown it to anyone before."
"I understand," she nodded, her voice sounding more serious now. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, knowing she had almost gotten what she came here to get, "I won't tell a soul, I promise."
He smiled at her and nodded, gesturing towards a door behind him, "Follow me."
***
Jhanvi gulped nervously and tried to look confident as they entered a dimly lit hallway. She had been doing well till now, putting on the facade of the sultry Zara Sheikh for Shah Rukh, but as she followed him down the corridor, she found herself growing more nervous with each step.
Karan and Suraj had coached her well, but what they had asked her to do was not easy, as they didn't know what type of security they would be up against. She looked around, seeking out any cameras or sensors that might be hidden in the shadows.
"There aren't any cameras down here or in my whole mansion for that matter!" Shah Rukh said with a smile, noticing her anxious glances around them. "I prefer not to leave any digital footprint for the things that happen behind these walls. I've seen more than enough people be ruined by evidence obtained by hacked security footage. And don't worry, my guards are not allowed down this corridor. Only me and Aslam have access here."
"And now me," she gave him a sultry confident smile, taking a few quick steps to match his pace. She reached out with her hand and took his, "it seems to me that you're putting a lot of trust in me, and I am truly touched. Not many people would show off their most prized possession on a first date! You must really want this partnership!"
Shah Rukh's heart leapt at the way she emphasized the word 'partnership' and 'date' and he couldn't help but glance down at her deep neckline which was showing off those gorgeous tits. He felt his cock throb with need as he thought about having those tits pressed up against his body, licking and playing with them to his heart's desire. Oh, how he wanted this woman!
"You have no idea," he muttered, trying to hide his lust from his voice, "I've wanted this since the day we met. You had such an effect on me. The way you carry yourself, the confidence that you have, and that fire in your eyes! I know we could do great things together."
Jhanvi suppressed the shudder that went down her spine at his words, knowing exactly what he had in mind for her. She gave him a soft chuckle and squeezed his hand, "I will admit it is refreshing to work with someone who is so perceptive that he noticed all that so quickly. Everyone else makes the mistake of underestimating me because of my looks. And I usually have a lot of fun teaching them how wrong they are."
"I would never make that mistake," he replied with a smile as they turned a corner and came to stand in front of a heavy-looking iron door. He opened it and both stepped into the room beyond. Her eyes opened wide with surprise as she looked at the huge safe that dominated one wall. It stood almost twice as tall as her, its surface made from smooth black metal that seemed completely unbreakable.
She frowned slightly, trying to hide her expression from him, but he noticed her surprise and chuckled, "Impressed, are you?"
"I have to admit, I am," she said honestly, stepping closer to the massive vault door. She reached out with her hand, brushing her fingers against the cold steel of its surface, "This is quite a setup! I'm sure it's impenetrable."
"It only opens with a code that only Aslam and I know, so your diamonds will be perfectly safe here. The wall is eight inches thick, made from re-enforced concrete, and the vault door itself is made of four inches thick titanium alloy steel. Completely manual and totally isolated from the outside world. There are no automated systems prone to hackers. This is the safest place in the city!" he said with a smug grin. He then placed his hand inside a notch in the safe and with a beep, a keypad slid out. "It took years and years to build trust in a profession where everyone is your enemy. But right now, I am the unofficial banker of the underworld! There are enough secrets in here that it acts as a protection for my gang. Even if one gang comes after me, the other gangs will come after them! It's a tenuous balance that keeps my empire safe."
"What do you think?" Shah Rukh said proudly, pulling her out of her thoughts, "Did I impress Miss Zara Sheikh?"
Suraj had told Jhanvi to just find out all the details of his security system; he figured that he would be able to hack into it later if he knew what he was up against. Karan and Peter would handle the rest, he had said. But looking at the vault now, Jhanvi realized that they were way over their head with this mission. There was no way to hack a non-existent computer!
