Unapologize

By: PricklySare

A/N: Blah, Blah, Blah, she does, I don't, yada, yada. Here is another chapter of everyone's favorite psycho bitch. Hope she continues to amaze you at her evilness. :) Meg, you're one in a million!

Sare

Chapter Twenty-seven: Tracto Needs a Hero

I knew exactly where my target would be tonight, and I looked forward to playing the game with him. By tomorrow he'd be eating out of my hand, just like the brainless marine he was. The clock on the dashboard glowed the time; two-thirty. Pulling my car off to the side of the deserted road I climbed out and opened the hood and pulled the starter wire so that it would appear I was having car trouble. Leaning against the side of the car I waited for my prey to fall into my web.

According to the dossier I had, Jules Hendricks considered himself not only a ladies man, but a hero as well. He followed the belief of 'once a Marine, always a Marine'. He was a joke, and the fact that he would dare consider himself a hero made me laugh. He'd spent four years in the Marine Corps and never once left American soil. I was appalled that Nychta would have ever hired him, but then again ever since he started spending time with that tramp he hadn't been thinking clearly.

Headlights appeared in the distance and I smiled. It was show time. I undid a few more buttons on my skin tight silk shirt, and adjusted my cleavage. My hair was pulled up in an intricate twist with a few strands strategically placed for optimum sex appeal. When I'd changed my clothes I'd chosen clothes that were both seductive, yet didn't scream, tramp. After all, I wasn't anything like that tramp who had manipulated Nychta. I was so much better than her, and it wouldn't be long before she knew it.

Right on cue my prey pulled up behind me and climbed out of his car. He was taller than Nychta, but didn't have any of his presence or true sex appeal. He definitely wasn't an Alpha male. His body was less Dwayne Johnson and more Bruce Lee. It wasn't horrible, but it didn't impress me. His one saving grace was his hair. It was buzzed short, and was a naturally bright red. His brown eyes took in my appearance with obvious appreciation and I let a smile grace my blood red lips.

"Looks like you're having some car trouble," he said as he came towards me. Really? Is it that obvious, Genius?

"It would appear so, but maybe you could...help me out," I said, looking up at him from beneath my mascara coated lashes. He flashed me what I was assuming he thought was a sexy smile and walked toward the raised hood.

"I'll be more than happy to help a lady of your...presence," he said looking my body up and down like I was his next meal. This man was a reptile. Normally I wouldn't give him the time of day; he was nowhere near worthy of sticking his cock anywhere near me. However, he was easy pickings off the Rangeman tree. I'd make do, and then bleach myself clean later.

"I appreciate it. There aren't many true heroes out there anymore." His smile said it all. I was stroking his ego and it wouldn't take much for me to be stroking something else. Men are so easy to control.

He poked around under the hood for a few minutes before saying, "Okay, gorgeous, try turning it on now."

Opening my door I slipped into the seat and tried the key in the ignition. When nothing happened I smiled. Thank god, he was as dumb as he looked. I climbed back out and said, "anything?"

"Sorry, gorgeous, I think it needs a mechanic."

I gave him a long look and let out a sigh, "Man, tonight is really not my night. I just wanted to go out and have a good time, but that doesn't look like it will be happening now."

"Well," he said, moving up close to me and invading my personal space. "You're welcome to come with me." This guy was too easy.

"Where are you heading?" I asked him, watching as he lifted his hand and caressed my cheek before trailing his finger tips down my neck and across the exposed tops of my breasts.

"Actually, I was heading home, but we could go where ever you want."

I made a show of thinking about it, looking him in the eye like I was trying to determine if he was safe, and then I said, "Ummm, I don't know. I don't know anything about you. I don't even know your name." I sighed, and then said, "How can I be sure you won't take advantage of me?"

"You can call me, Hades," he said smiling down into my eyes.

"Hades? Is that your real name?" I asked him, acting a little leery. This was getting old quickly and the game was just beginning. I needed a drink if I was going to continue on with this.

"No, it's my street name. It's what everybody calls me," he said with far too much pride for his station in life. It was always the nobodies who thought that they were important, that spoke so highly of themselves. Oh well, what was I supposed to expect from someone who still considered himself 'one of the few, the proud'?

"Wow, it sounds sinister... and sexy," I said, reaching my hand up to stroke his chest.

"What should I call you, gorgeous?" he asked me as he leaned into my caress.

"My name isn't really important," I said as I scratched my nails lightly over his shirt covered nipples.

"It is to me," he replied. Fuck. Why couldn't he just be like other men? Names shouldn't matter to them. I needed a name. Think, think, what kind of name would appeal to a man as unimaginative as him?

"Why?"

"Because, I want to know what name I should be screaming as I cum tonight," he replied with a smile. Does shit like that actually work on the lesser class of women?

"Call me, Rissa," I said right before I rubbed myself against him like a cat in heat. "And, tell me more about this name screaming."

He laughed, a deep, self satisfied sound that made me want to rip his throat out with my teeth, but I refrained because giving in would put a kink in my plans. He had access to information I needed, and I would do whatever I needed to do in order to get that information. He wouldn't know what hit him. "Rissa, I'd much rather show you."

"In that case, Hades, show me your best," I said as I headed toward his black SUV. I looked over my shoulder at the worthless piece of man flesh behind me and gave him a provocative smile, "You planning on standing there all night, or are you going to take me to your place and put your cock where your mouth is?"

He practically sprinted to the vehicle and jumped inside. I guessed his parents never taught him true manners, because he hadn't even bothered to help me into the SUV. I decided that once I'd gotten everything I needed from him that he would need to take a decidedly long trip, straight to Hades. Pulling myself up into the vehicle I smiled at him and said, "So, tell me, what do you do for a living?"