第一章 (3-1)

作者：本作者的第二篇来了！

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The hotel room was an assault on the senses. Deep, blood-red velvet draped the walls, and the air hung thick with the scent of jasmine and something muskier. A single, absurdly shaped chair sat in the corner, and the centerpiece of the room was a vast, circular bed, its sheets black silk.

Soviet stood rigidly in the center of it all, his military-grade boots looking profoundly out of place on the plush carpet. He’d been led here under the guise of a high-stakes security briefing. He should have known. The location, the cryptic instructions… it all screamed trap. But the client was America, and his payments were obscenely generous.

The door clicked open. America sauntered in, a vision of gaudy wealth in a gaudier hotel. His jacket was embroidered with sequins, his smile all sharp, white teeth and predatory charm.

“Soviet! You made it. Glad you found the place,” America drawled, locking the door with a definitive thunk.

Soviet’s voice was a low, gravelly rumble. “This is not a secure location. This is a… themed suite.” He spat the words out as if they were poison.

“Themed? Oh, you mean the ambiance?” America chuckled, stepping closer. He circled Soviet, his eyes tracing the broad lines of the mercenary’s shoulders, the tactical webbing still strapped to his chest. “I picked the theme myself. Called ‘Midnight Rendezvous.’ Tacky, isn’t it? But it grows on you.”

“What is the meaning of this, America? My contract is for security, not… entertainment.”

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