character is

'Time's up.'

Alex pushed open the door.

'Eh, no fair. We were all most there.'

The women were pouting. Alex had spoiled their moment.

'You will get other chances. Come on, Jason. Let's go.'

'I...told you…I will.....never yield.'

Jason was on the sofa, panting. Alex walked to the couch and saw Jason was stripped up of everything but his underpants.

--I wonder what would have happened if I had arrived five minutes late?

His face was red, his body was covered in sweat. Alex was stunned by their skills. He didn't think they will be able to push Jason this far.

'You girls are good.'

Alex complimented them. For them, it was basic routine. He picked up Jason's clothes and handed them to him. Jason was not sure which country he was in. He hazily wore his clothes.

Alex helped him walk out of the brothel. Jason returned to his usual self after a few minutes. Upon returning, he remembered nothing about what had happened.

'Alex, what happened in that room full of sluts.'

'That? You won by a mile. They couldn't even get a single sock off you. They were devastated.'

'Then why am I wearing my clothes backwards?'

'Who knows?'

Alex shrugged. Jason doubted Alex but decided to believe him to protect his dignity and pride.

'Did you get any intel on Jira?'

'Yeah, and we're going gambling.'

The city comes alive at night. Entirely set alight that one can even find a needle he had dropped. As hot as ever, located in the desert. It shouldn't be a desirable place but is one of the most favorite places of many. Leave your innocence at home when you come here because this is sin city.

Alex and Jason had arrived in Las Vegas. A city where bizarre is the norm.

'You ready, Jason?'

'….Yes.'

Night had fallen, and they started their plan. They were leaving the hotel. It was a sight to see. Both were dressed beautifully and were eye-catching. Jason was basically eye candy, but he was embarrassed by how he was dressed, making him more cute than sexy.

He walked uncomfortably in unusual shoes. The employees couldn't even recognize him. His hearted beat rose as the gaze of people got harder.

--This is wrong.

Alex was beside him, but he did not feel uneasy. Instead, he looked proud walking alongside Jason.

'Okay, so here's the plan. Mitchel Barrack is our target. He is a filthy old billionaire who loves gambling. He is currently working under Jira. He will be in this casino tonight, and we have to get information out of him.'

Alex explained the plan taking out the picture of the target earlier this morning.

'Okay, how are we going to accomplish that? Abduct him?'

'We can't do that? His security is tight, and we don't have much resources.'

'Then what do you have in mind?'

Alex grinned.

'It's easy. Along with gambling, he also loves young blonde girls.'

It was good to know, but Jason couldn't understand if this information had any purpose currently.

'Why are you telling me this?'

Ale smiled slyly.

'You will impose as a hot girl and seduce him. Make him take you to his room where there are no guards and when is he alone with you--'

Jason didn't let Alex finish.

'I will not dress like a girl!'

'What's the harm in it? Legendary assassins have disguised themselves as women to get close to their targets. Besides, this is the safest and quickest way.'

'Whatever the reason I am not doing it. I will take him by force and make him talk.'

'Jason, you know you can't do that, and you know why.

1. You don't have enough manpower to kidnap him.

2. Even if you did manage, it would alert WS, making things really complicated.'

Jason was not going to throw away his sexual identity to complete a mission.

'If that is the case, you do it.'

'I can't do that. I'm the brains behind this operation, stop being stingy.'

'No.'

Alex wasn't getting through Jason. They were running low on time. So, he did what he had to do.

'Trapsayswhat.'

'What?'

'It is decided.'

Alex left the hotel in a formal suit with a navy-blue jacket, dark blue dress shirt, trousers the same color as the jacket, and a black-tie.

Jason, however, left the hotel in red stilettoes matching his inflamed dress. He wore pantyhose burying his dignity. Wore a beautiful blonde wig with further hair extensions.

A natural red lipstick along with eye-catching makeup complements of the make-up artist, Alex. He wore blue contact lenses and separate black sleeves for his arms to hide his muscles as much as possible, he or, in this case, she looked like hot young blonde nailing the image.

The only problem was Jason's voice. Fortunately, WS agents have been taught special techniques to mimic many voices. It is harsh on the throat, but with enough practice, they can fluently mimic voices that sound convincing for a short while.