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Naked women slept wherever they wanted. Some laid on the grass outside to cool down from the heat, some laid on couches or beds inside. Most still had cum glazed on their faces or chest. They belonged to this private little island, so they could do as they pleased.
The man smoking a cigar was amused by the sight. A place like this had been a lifelong dream, and what else is a man supposed to do with a billion dollars if not create this kind of utopia?
He walked around the island wearing only shorts. Taking puffs of his cigar, he admired the women who had recently been fucked out of their minds.
It was almost dawn and the sun was rising. He waved at the boat which took his esteemed guests back to Miami. Those men fueled his extravagant and hedonistic lifestyle, and in exchange, he made their most deviant fantasies come true.
“Would you like any refreshments, sir?” a woman in a bikini said, whose job it was to provide service.
The man took a puff of his cigar. “No, darling. I’ve had a busy night and I need some sleep.”
“Understood, sir.”
He always liked being called ‘sir’ by his beautiful employees. It was a sign of respect. He kept his eyes on the boat taking his guests back to mainland America.
This lifestyle almost felt like an illusion. His power brought money. His money made him more powerful. It was a vicious cycle. Politicians, celebrities, and business moguls. The ones that knew him were at his service. And if they didn’t play ball, he had his ways of making people obedient….
***
The extent of Detective Elisa Wong’s deep cover was unlike anything seen before from a female agent. She would surely be studied by future cadets at the police academy.
For now, she settled on three weeks paid leave, courtesy of her superior. After months of intense stress inside of a criminal organization, she needed to crash. It was all over.
Her raven black hair was a mess when she got out of bed that morning. Her home phone was ringing relentlessly when she refused to answer her cell phone. All she was wearing was a skinny tshirt and panties.
“Hello?” she answered in a groggy voice, without even checking the caller ID.
“It’s me, get your ass over here.”
The Lieutenant was always a prick, but to call her during their agreed-upon time off was just unusual.
“What’s gotten into you?” Elisa asked, quickly waking up.
“It’s about the Santino family. I have to show you something. So far, only a few people know about this. You need to be one of them.”
With the treasure trove of intel she gathered for the police department, she thought she was done investigating that family, which was South Florida’s main organization when it came to sex trafficking and narcotics. She was certain she had provided enough evidence to put away Santino and his associates behind bars forever.
“I’ll be there in half an hour,” she said.
“See you then.”
When the Lieutenant hung up the phone, Elisa rushed to prepare herself for action once again.
***
In her jeans and tshirt, she brisked past all the colleagues she’d normally say hello to and made her way towards the Lieutenant’s office. There were two other men in the room, huddled around a laptop.
“What’s the latest?” she asked, entering the office.
“Detective Wong, come here and take a look at this,” the Lieutenant said, then gesturing to the other men to leave.
When the other men left the room, Elisa made her way around the boss’s desk. On the laptop was a paused video. It appeared to be of a man and woman preparing to have sex in a bedroom.
“A blackmail tape?” she asked.