Title: Lost in You – Chapter 3

Pairing: LoLu (Fairy Tail Fandom)

Summary: She's a mystery he was glad to uncover.

Rating: M

*An entry for LoLu week's Day 4 prompt: Feline.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail.

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The banquet was extravagant and packed with high ranking officials and very important people in the country.

Loki flattened out his coat and adjusted his glasses as he walked inside the dining hall. The guards inquired him about his invitation (which he gladly presented), before giving him access to the festivities. He was greeted by Rufus Lohr (personal assistant and secretary to the owner of the estate) with a warm shake of the hand.

"Glad you could join us in this party Mr. Celest."

"It's an honor to be here, Mr. Lohr."

"The lady would be ecstatic to see you." Rufus supplied as he paved the way for Loki to where the birthday celebrant was seated.

His eyes took in the enormous amount of people in the hall and he suddenly felt anxious that he might not be able to get the information he needed tonight.

His target, Jiemma Orland owner of Sabertooth Corps that produced high quality liquors and cigars, had been in the wanted list of the bureau for quite some time now. Various intel had reported about the illegal drug businesses of the tycoon that were said to have clients even across the seas.

There were numerous attempts to acquire hard evidences but the Orland's had a tight security that most of the missions conducted resulted to failure.

It was only a few months ago that he was tapped to court the fierce and only daughter of Jiemma in order to gain access to this prestigious event.

The plan was to make Minerva Orland fall for him, and to invite him on her birthday party that will be held on the vast Orland estate. Then, as the gathering went on, he would sneak inside their office that was hidden behind a library wall located on the second floor. From there, he would feed all the information gathered to the bureau's main computer before he would make his haste retreat.

"Lio, you look so handsome tonight!" Greeted by an approaching dark-haired beauty.

"And you, my lady-" Loki kissed her right hand, "look as lovely as ever."

"Take a seat, the party's about to start." Minerva pushed him on the chair beside her and motioned for the party-planner to start the program.

The food was served left and right by the best caterers in town. His target was located two tables away from him looking happy and content with the event.

Loki was strategizing his moves the entire duration and the heiress seemed to notice his lack of attentiveness that she kept touching his body in different places.

"Let's go to my room later, love." She purred on his ear with her hand cupping him through his pants.

Tsk.

The Orland heiress was really touchy tonight – much to his displeasure. It irked him that he couldn't shake her off or give her the cold shoulder.

This woman could never (ever) compare to his blonde fiancé. She was clearly below Lucy's level and Loki couldn't wait for this mission to be over.

"Later. I think I need to go to the rest room." He stood up from the chair and smiled at the dark-haired woman. "I'll see you later – love."

Minerva smirked at Loki's insinuation and she willingly let him go.

Time to start the plan.

With a grace of a feline, he swiftly maneuvered past through the guards and was able to reach his destination in under five minutes.

Files were scattered everywhere and Loki wasted no time to capture all the evidences of Orland's drug transactions on his phone – sending it simultaneously to headquarters.

He finished some thirty-minutes later – satisfied that he was able to gather everything he needed. Then, as he gave himself some rest, he sent a quick message to his fiancé before wiping out everything on his phone and destroying his sim card to pieces.

"Looks like you finished quickly, Lio Celest- "

He stiffened at the voice.

"- or should I say, Leo from the Bureau of Investigation?"

Slowly, he turned his head to see Minerva standing by the door frame. She was looking smug at catching him red-handed with her hands folded on her chest.

"Let's go to my room now, shall we?"

Loki's vision suddenly became blurry and he inwardly curse at his negligence, "You dru-drugged me?" he rasped out as he fought for his consciousness.

"An equal trade for the information you gathered."

And blackness consumed the detective as he passed out a second later.

Thanks for reading and I'm hoping to hear your wonderful feedback/comments/criticisms/thoughts.

hugs and kisses,

Fia