The gray haired girl

"Then that saves me an explanation. I'm as shocked as you are, probably a coincidence, so just act like you never saw me, and I'll do the same, deal?" I said with a forced smile, and rested my head on my seat's headrest with my eyes closed.

Pak!

  I was startled when I got slapped on face, and turned to look at the culprit. "What's your problem? Can't you mind your business?" I asked with frown.

"You're my business! You're a fugitive who bribed his way out of prison to stalk me around. I have a boyfriend, and I'm not interested in you in any way... There are other pretty girls out there, go pick another victim" The gray haired, gray eyed girl replied angrily.

"I was never interested in you, and will never be interested. I don't give a f*ck if you have a boy..." I was complaining.

Pak!

  Another slap landed on my face before I could finish my sentence. "It's rude to tell a girl that. I'll make sure you rot in jail for what you are" The gray haired, gray eyed girl said angrily.

"I'm on top of the food chain now girl, you can do no..." I scoffed and was saying.

Pak!

"Don't call me 'girl', I have a name" The gray haired, gray eyed girl said with popped veins in her forehead.

"Is anyone willing to swap seats with me?" I raised my voice and asked the other first class candidates who were all staring at us in amusement.

"Me!..." A fat young man quickly waved his hands to me with a wide smile.

  I happily stood up from my seat and roughly made my way pass the gray haired girl, but before I could take another step, I felt a grip on my waistband from behind, and got forcefully pulled back.

  Due to one of my foot being suspended in air as I was about to take a step, I lost my balance and fell on the gray haired girl.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

"Get off me you pervert!!" The gray haired girl screamed out and rained me with slaps.

"Miss, what's going on here?" A plane attendant quickly arrived and asked in surprise.

"This old pervert is assaulting me, his necktie even touched my boobs just now!!" The gray haired girl testified like she was the victim.

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  We later got separated but nobody volunteered to sit with the gray haired girl, including the fat guy. And when we got off the plane, the grey haired girl called the attention of the police, and I got detained in the airport for investigations.

  After threatening the police with my CIA ID, I got released and just stepped out of the airport, when I saw the gray haired girl flagging down a taxi.

'Seems like karma is on my side, I'll show you what a pervert does' I thought with a chuckle, and sped towards her.

  Just as she opened the door of the cab, I arrived behind her and spanked her butt, then quickly jumped into the taxi. "I'll pay you triple if you leave now!" I said to the taxi driver, and he quickly zoomed off.

  I looked behind as the taxi drove off, and saw the gray haired girl rubbing her butt with a shocked expression.

'That felt really good' I stared at my palm which I had used to spank a butt with a naughty smile. I had the urge to return and spank the gray haired girl's butt over again as the feeling had intoxicated me.

I should do this more often.

  When the taxi got to my destination and requested for the tripled price, I threatened him with my gun and he fearfully drove off. 

  The CIA had already prepared a small fancy duplex for me, and a black Lamborghini could be seen parked in the open garage. I was dealing with a billionaires daughter, so they wanted me to fit in and act as a rich brat who inherited a fortune from his deceased parents.

  I walked into my new house with a wide smile, and after taking a hot shower and a pain reliever pill, I toured myself around the house.

  It was a four bedroom duplex, which had a living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, and a bedroom downstairs. And three bedrooms, a living room, and a wide balcony upstairs. It's interior design was top notch, and all it's furnitures and accessories looked that they cost a fortune.

Everything in the house was overwhelming.

  My wardrobe was already stocked with designers attires, and I found a golden credit card which had unlimited cash in it's account... Though I was cautioned to not spend unnecessarily.

  I opened the briefcase I was given, and retrieved a fake ID which had the name 'Henry Dale' and had a small picture of me by the side.

That would be my name for the mission.

  I also retrieved a tube of small white pills, which had a 'Sedative' tag on it... What was I supposed to do with it? Drug the targets daughter? Then what? R*pe her?

The CIA's were really amusing.

  There was also a photo of a smiling black haired middle aged man, who had an arm wrapped around the shoulder of a black haired girl, who had an adorable round face, and was beaming a cute smile.

The target and his daughter.

  I walked to the wide balcony at the living room upstairs, and stared at a white mansion which was a few blocks away from my duplex. I could see multiple security personnel who were armed to the teeth, guarding the building vigilantly.

  Then I saw the targets daughter, Isabelle, walk out from the fancy gate of the mansion, with two female bodyguards at her tail, and stood there while tilting her head to the sides like she was waiting for someone.

'This should be easy, so far as I befriend you' I muttered as I stared at Isabelle.

  I saw her raise her phone to her ear like she was making a call, and began heading in the direction of my duplex.

"Yes!" I screamed out in excitement, and quickly leaped off the rail of the balcony.