Both her and I put on our nicest business outfits, neither being anything to gawk at. Her's is a pastel blue, a nice blazer and shorter pencil skirt against her nude heels. Mine contradicts her with a solid black blouse and leopard print maxi shirt that pairs well with my black pumps.

"Why are we doing this?" I mumble to myself in the mirror finishing up the last curl on my hair letting it fall and mix with the rest of the more relaxed hair. The necklace reflects the bathroom lighting, the rainbow laying lightly over my skin.

I warp my fingers around it, playing with the jewel between my fingers. It feels warm to the touch, an energy I can't describe coming from it. A part of me is content with the gift, the other demands I rip it off and run for the hills.

"Um... the guard from before knocked on our door. Said our car is out front." Jessica knocks lightly on the bathroom door, I drop the opal opening the door. She gives a light smile.

"Ready for this?"

"Did you see what we are going to be doing?" She holds up the folder to my face, I back up trying to let my eyes readjust.

"What-" I mumble trying to grab it but she throws it to the side.

"Secretaries."

Her fat is hot in anger, her chest rising and falling with every passing moment. I watch her upper lip twitch, and her hand raise to cover it, the bracelet falling down her arm.

"You have to be kidding me."

"I would lie about something like this. And we serve them. Their personal secretaries for all things. Special keys to the building, everything."

I bit my lip looking around the luxury apartment for anything that could take my mind from this, "Neither of us asked for clarification either, huh?" I groan wiping my hand down my face.

"These men are intolerable." She screams grabbing her purse to throw over her shoulder walking to the doorway.

"Ya know, we do have their cards." I pull the black card from my folder that still laid on the island. Jessica meets my eyes, her mouth pulling up on one side into a devious smile.

"That we do."

"How would you feel about some subscriptions? Maybe a shopping spree?" I can only assume that these creeps are watching our purchases. And while theres no limit, doesn't mean that anything is fair game.

"I'm feeling like porn hub premium, all the sex websites, and maybe even some hentai haven!"

I pause, my fingers stopping over my screen, "How do you-"

"Better question is, how do you know what it is?"

"Agree to table this?"

"Allowed." She smirks pulling out her phone as well subscribing to as many as she could scan her card into. I follow suit, but also place large orders for lingerie, especially things that I know that creep would be into.

Jessica laughs, "Added a dildo as well, you?"

"Tossed in some lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination, oh and a trusty vibrator. Mines missing."

Both our cell phones start to ring, our respected kidnapper on the other end. We simply slide the phones into our wallets leaving to meet the guard.

"Good morning ladies!" He smiles waving us down to the Audi he stands in front of, "While the office is close, the al-CEO and his chairmen would prefer if you traveled in our company vehicle."

I roll my eyes looking at Jess, "Was that in the contract?"

She taps her chin mockingly, the guard giving us a look of apprehension, "I don't believe so!"

She grabs my hand, winking at the familiar gentleman, "Tell them to kiss our ass! And we will be there soon."

"Lun- I mean Veronica! Jessica! It would be better if you..." He waves his hands but we are already out of earshot before he finishes, I watch him with my head turned close his eyes, the gold meeting mine when he opens them again. And his are normally blue.

Was he going to call me Luna? And Ares Alpha?

"Come on, we have time to stop for a bagel and some coffee, and I also give no fucks if we are late."

I let her drag me into the cute shop, books lining the walls with the warm smell of coffee breaking through the room. A small lady stands at the register, her hair greying from age. I watch her straighten her back when we enter, finger at ready to take our order, "Welcome to Moon Knight Coffee! How may I help you Luna?"

"Um... my name is Vee?" I respond, her eyes widening.

"Oh sorry! I thought you were a regular. I won't let it happen again." Her smile is cheesy, ear to ear, but I toss it to the back of my mind. We both have bigger things to worry about.

"Iced latte, vanilla please. Extra shot of tequila if you have it." Jessica rambles off the lady lowering her brows.

"Ma'am... our coffee doesn't have tequila. Did you mean espresso shot?"

"Whatever you have, double it." I shove at her and she laughs, "Sorry, we have some frustrations right now, just need something to take the edge off. It was a joke, I promise ma'am. But please, double espresso, I need the energy."

"Yes, Mrs. Denmark. And for you?"

Jessica has already walked off, her mind on coffee, but my thoughts pause looking over the woman. Jessica never having said her name, nor her captors rises heavy suspicion, "Why did you call me Luna? And her Mrs. Denmark. She isn't married, nor connected to an asshole like that."

I watch sweat form on her brow, a light line of gold surrounding her pupils, I put the heat on her, "Tell me now."

The woman visibly cries, covering her eyes in fear before stepping away, "I-I need to go. Another lady will finish your order."

She runs to the back, a red head coming out of the same door to stand at the register. She gives me a wide smile, her name tag reading Cherry.

"Uh... same as Jess."

"Yes, Ms. Anything else?" She tilts her head, no sign of aggression from her soft features. I look over her and watch the shoulder of her shirt shift down a scarred bit mark raising over her collar bone. She catches my eyes following it down to the mishap and pulls the shirt back up, "I will take that as a no, give us five minutes."

Cherry walks away to handle our drinks, my card hangs in the air. I check the card reader and see no payment required, "Um... I didn't pay."

"As secretary to Mr. Gray you dine here free, as of most of 12th street. Just look for the logo on the door." She points her finger over to the glass door that we walked through a distinct wolf embedded in a circle sitting right at eye level.

"Wolves huh?" I call out, her lips raise at the edge.

"You don't even know the half of it." Her voice is dark, no indication she is going to continue. She travels over to the pick up point setting down our coffee, "Welcome to 12th ladies, enjoy the coffee."