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Andrea felt the rush of adrenaline when she saw Zack in that restaurant with Giselle. She was too elegant and it didn’t take her a second to try to rub up against Zack. “Son of a b…!” Andrea growled helplessly. “I’ll mess up the damn thing!” “Now, now…! Come on.” Chiara pulled her hand. He’s doing his part so we better do ours. Jhon had already located Giselle’s apartment and they headed there. Neither of them thought it was strange to see him take out a set of lockpicks and open that door in less than fifteen seconds. “Ouch! I’m going to keep that in mind so I never put handcuffs on you again.” Chiara winked at him as they entered the apartment. “I’ll go for zip ties.” Jhon smiled at her sideways and as soon as they started searching he leaned over her back, rubbing everything he owned with everything she owned. —I thought you gave me back the card when I gave it to you— she murmured in his ear. —And I did… but I already had one— Chiara replied. —Did you take a card from me without me noticing? —Jhon was surprised. —You have a very heavy sex post, you don’t last a minute awake—Chiara laughed getting up from him and saw him smile from ear to ear because that meant she had always been interested. Thanks for reading on LeeNovelas.com. —Hey, lovebirds! Let’s search! —Andrea warned them and Chiara made a gesture and a sound very similar to a whip. —Aye! They got to work right away, turning the apartment upside down while they looked for where Giselle could have the originals of the recordings, but after a lot of inspection, and searching everywhere, Andrea and Chiara found nothing. —We’re going to have to change our plans. —Jhon said in a more serious tone—. We need to talk to Giselle to get what we’re looking for, so we’re officially moving on to plan B. “And what’s plan B?” Chiara asked. “Did I miss that one?” “Yes, plan B is to torture Giselle,” Andrea said. Remember. Read this novel only on LeeNovelas.com, not on other sites. “Oh god, this is going to get good!” Jhon frowned thoughtfully. “We need to take her to a safe place where we can interrogate her without attracting attention. The ideal places are the private hangars, or the warehouses in the loading docks of the port, where we can be completely isolated…” Jhon began to murmur but Andrea interrupted him. “Put on the brakes, Mr. CIA agent, let’s not get so gloomy,” she smiled evilly. “This same apartment will suffice.” She turned to Chiara and took a deep breath before asking her. “Pass a message to your brother, tell him to bring her as soon as possible.” Chiara did as she was told and soon everyone was hiding to wait for Zack. Time seemed to stand still as they waited for him and Giselle to arrive, and Andrea was growing increasingly uneasy for fear that something would go wrong. Finally, after an endless wait,footsteps were heard in the hallway outside. The three of them started moving quickly and ran to the living room to hide behind the couch. When Zack opened the door and entered with Giselle, everyone held their breath in their hiding spots, and Andrea almost had a heart attack when she saw Zack enter the apartment making out with Giselle. From her hiding spot, Andrea felt her blood boil, but before she made the first move, Chiara was quick to stop her. “Calm down,” she said. They’re here now, so we can start with our plan B. So as upset as she was, Andrea clenched her fists and let Zack paw at the lizard until he brought it to the bed. “Oops! Are you going to get fierce, honey?” Giselle asked as Zack dragged her to the head of the bed and put a pair of handcuffs on her to immobilize her. “No, not really,” Zack replied hoarsely, “but she did.” Zack stepped aside and Giselle watched in horror as Andrea’s figure appeared behind him. “Hello, Giselle, it’s been a long time,” Andrea said in an icy voice. “What are you doing here?” Giselle shouted, trying to free herself from the handcuffs, but when she realized she wasn’t going to be able to escape, she started yelling at Zack to let her go. “What’s going on here? Have you gone crazy?” Zack looked at her with a serious expression as Andrea slowly walked towards them. “You brought this on yourself,” she replied before stepping aside to allow Andrea to lean over her. “The answer to your question, Giselle,” Andrea said with a satisfied smile, “is very simple: One, yes, he is crazy about me. Two, what’s happening is that we are not going to allow you to bother us anymore. Where are the original recordings? What have you done with them?” “Tell me right now or I guarantee you’ll regret it!” she threatened with a cold and penetrating look. Giselle looked at her with a mixture of contempt and smiled. “You can’t do anything to me! As soon as I get out of here I’m going to go straight to the police to report you and…” “That sounds fine to me,” Andrea interrupted her. “But first, since you like ruining other people’s lives so much, how about we do the same with yours?” She took out her cell phone and threw it to Zack with a wink. “Love, would you do me a favor and record this?” she asked and to Giselle’s horror she saw how Zack turned on the camera on his cell phone and began recording. “Now, Giselle,” Andrea said to the camera, “tell the world who you really are. Tell them that you’re a blackmailing slut and that you love being recorded doing dirty things. You can’t deny it.” “Shut up, you’re an idiot!” You idiot, let me go! You can’t do this to me, I’m a public figure! —I’m not going to do anything to you, I’m just going to give you what you like — Andrea smiled and started to pull up her dress. Before she started to reveal anything she took off her panties in front of the camera and turned them around a finger. —Where are the recordings,Giselle? Andrea saw her make a furious gesture and when she noticed that she was going to start screaming, she shoved those panties into her mouth. Giselle was stunned and could not utter a word. There was no point in resisting, this was the most embarrassing thing she had ever experienced in her life. —Where are the recordings,Giselle? She blinked, desperately trying to replace a way out but it was useless. If that video was uploaded to the networks her career would be destroyed forever. The famous Giselle eating another woman’s panties. Oh, the horror! She would never get a decent contract again! She screamed into the fabric, dying of disgust and humiliation, but the more she tried to reply the more she felt the lace on her tongue. After a few seconds of intense silence, she finally gave in and nodded, agreeing to give her the recordings. Andrea pulled the panties out of her mouth with a triumphant smile and leaned towards her. “Talk,” he growled. “They’re on a USB in my purse,” she murmured as helpless tears came to her eyes. Jhon rushed to replace it and immediately connected it to a small tablet he carried. Indeed, all the recordings were there, but that was not the end of the story. “I have them. I’m going to send the team to erase the rest.” Andrea took a deep breath and approached Zack, who put an arm around her shoulders. “Okay, Giselle, thank you for your cooperation,” she said as he stopped recording. “I hope for your sake that you don’t think of chasing us again, get out of Switzerland, go back to your life and forget about us or I assure you that this video of you will go viral on the networks before you have time to blink.” Giselle looked at them with hatred and a minute later Jhon approached them. “There, it’s done,” he said. “The recordings disappeared, all the backups were deleted from the Cloud and… Miss Giselle no longer has networks.” Everyone saw her put on a more terrified face than ever and she stammered desperately. “What are you talking about…? What do you mean I don’t… I don’t have…?” “Threatening people has its consequences,” Jhon growled. “The next time you even look at the Kellers again, I will make sure that they erase even your birth certificate, do you understand?” So I advise you to get out of this town before you end up in jail… or worse. Zack approached Giselle and placed the key to the handcuffs in one of her hands. “I need a drink! Urgently!” Andrea declared. “And I need a kiss!” Zack purred, lifting her by the waist. “Sht, sht, sht!” she stopped him. “Don’t even think about it!” “Huh? Why?” “Because that tongue is going to go through two bottles of mouthwash before I kiss you again!” “But Cupcake…!”