Fair Trade - chapter 2.1

The man was excited.

He had been traveling on DE:A’s cruise for four years. The pool was always overflowing with beauties, and the high-end service had always satisfied him.

However, Michael Dylan had never imagined that he would get excited because of a crew member, who was all dressed in a beautiful bikini.

Light brown eyes paired with reddish brown hair. And a smile that looked innocent but was full of color.

He wiped the soap lather from his excited body, recalling the conversation with the woman. Even though they hadn’t even shared a proper kiss, yet his lower body expanded to the limit that he wanted to embrace the woman right away.

‘Did she say her name was Diana Olsen?’

The man pushed open the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around his waist. His face held an excited and salacious smile. The vast blue sea where the dusk fell was spread out like a panorama in the front of the luxurious suite room. It was the kind of luxury that ordinary people could not even dream of.

At that moment, the edges of the face of the smiling man slowly hardened and the dripping towel slipped from his hands.

There was no one in the bed. He couldn’t see the woman whom he had left half-conscious and drunk in the bed.

“No way….”

‘Didn’t the woman drink a lot of that champagne?’

Two of the champagnes that he had given her had a small amount of ecstasy in it. The man who stared blankly at the empty bed began to search through the room as if he had foreseen something.

“Damn it! No way!”

She was a woman with clear, pearly white skin without any blemishes and had a sweet scent all over her silky soft body. When she staggered and touched his chest, he was fascinated by that terrible beautiful appearance.

“FUCK!”

The man who entered his dressing room started spitting out harsh profanities.

Waiting there for him was a desolate and empty safe. All that was left was a meagre few hundred dollars of cash and his passport.

Michael grabbed his head and screamed like a crazed person.

“Diana Olsen!”

This place was huge. No matter how much the woman flew and crawled, she would not have escaped from this ship yet. The man, who was picking up the phone to call the security, found a $2 bill and a note next to it.

Michael dropped the receiver he was holding. Dark brown eyes quivered wildly. The excitement which had made his whole body taut vanished instantly and was now replaced by extreme anxiety. No one knew that he had his hands on that money. At least, no one in this ship knew.

Unable to contain his rage, he finally pitched the phone away in front of him. The mermaid-shaped object shattered and its fragments scattered on the floor.

He was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Yeah…that was half a million dollars at the very least. Besides, wasn’t it the money he’d kept aside to spend on his trip?

If you could lose $500,000 and save $10 million, that wasn’t much of a big loss. He tried to control his rising wrath through rationalisation. However, the fact that he was beaten by a little bitch didn’t easily sink in and made him lose his mind.

Michael clenched his fist to the point where his knuckles turned white. He gritted his teeth, and said, “I’ll make sure that bitch pays for taking away my money at any cost. Damn it!”

***

Back in the room, Sei took off her wig and threw it into the trash can. Then she moved her stiff neck from side to side, and lay down on the bed.

It had been quite a fantastic day as her pockets were filled to the brim. ‘How big are the customers this season?!’ All she had done till now were just basics and yet a lot of people had fallen for it.

She rolled around on the bed, laughing out loud. Her every movement made a bunch of dollar bills slip out of her pockets. With this amount of money, she could comfortably enjoy the rest of her schedule.

After bouncing and rolling a little on the bed, she took off her uniform and her contact lenses. After smashing the name tag of Diana Olsen into pieces, she placed it under a candle. Under the heat of the candle, it slowly lost its shape and melted away.

Wearing a modest gown, she tied her hair up and unfolded the working table. Then she put up the articles that she ‘worked hard’ on for two days on the velvet fabric.

From diamond set watches to all kinds of expensive jewellery, everything was put up on the table. Wearing a loupe, Sei crouched down and curled up her body in a position of praying with her hands together.

“I’m sorry, guys. I don’t want to do this, but what can I do? Your ransom is too high.”

She shook her head and turned to her desk. Then she took out the tools she had hidden there. The mischievous look on her face was instantly replaced by a serious one. She dismantled the superalloy-finished watch to separate the diamonds, rose gold and pure gold; then broke the diamond necklaces of at least five carats or more to their gemstone states.

Sei gave a deep sigh. No matter how wasteful and time consuming this whole procedure was, she couldn’t take them out in their original state. Some of the people whom she had stolen from would have already reported the theft so she disassembled and reassembled them without any hesitation.

After finishing the work, she wiped away the beads of sweat trickling down from her forehead to the chin. The hands that were moving delicately stopped and the corners of her mouth lifted up in a proud smile.

“Finally, the end!”