Chapter Twenty-Nine
When Missy teleported into her Cyprus cottage she was pleased to find all her wards were intact. None had been breached. She took a moment to admire the lovely view of the Mediterranean Sea.
She had harnessed enough extra energy so when she materialized, she was once again in her Moscow body.
She checked herself out in the full-length mirror and was satisfied.
Big boobs? Check. Curvy, voluptuous figure?
Check. Beautiful buttocks? Oh, yes! Missy sighed.
It was time to get glamourous once again.
She got dressed and called for a taxi. While she waited for that, she put on some makeup, put her hair up in an attractive style and packed up all her things.
After stopping by the rental office to turn in her key, she had the taxi bring her to the Larnaka International Airport.
Then, resuming her Russian identity, she checked in for her flight back to Moscow.
Soon she was sitting in her first-class seat, sipping a glass of champagne and waiting to takeoff.
When the aircraft began to taxi down the runway, she mused about how having this Spanish identity as Missy Mendoza might be useful in the future.
Cyprus was an excellent location for her to travel to and then, as she had this time, she could hide out there rather than hiding in her Moscow apartment.
She liked knowing she could have a good excuse for the frequent and lengthy absences which were ahead.
She would be very busy going on missions with Team Twenty-Two in the future.
Four hours later, Missy went through customs and immigration in Moscow. When she emerged back into the terminal she was surprised to find Gavriil Reznikov waiting there for her. So were a few photographers from the paparazzi.
“Welcome back, Missy!” exclaimed Gavriil. “I took the liberty of meeting your flight. I am hoping you might agree to my taking you out for dinner after we drop your bags off at your apartment.”
Missy grinned at him and with a raised eyebrow she said, “You’re hoping you can learn how ready I might be for those business meetings we’re going to have in Zurich.
” When she saw him chuckle at her having guessed correctly, she added, “I would love that, Gavriil. I always enjoy eating a good meal at a fancy restaurant, especially when someone else is paying for that.”
The paparazzi had now crowded closer and Missy posed for them, holding onto one of Gavriil’s arms. There were several questions asking if she was looking for anyone new to replace Yury and demanding to know who Gavriil might be.
Missy replied, “No, no! I am still mourning Yury but life must go on. Gavriil is the executive director of Boris-Apteka, a company for which I am now a board member.” She wanted this information to become widely known as she reinvented her public image and celebrity reputation.
Gavriil led her out to where his limo was waiting and once they were seated inside and pulling away from the airport, he said, “I appreciate your willingness to pose with me in front of those photographers back there. Thank you for handling them so expertly.”
Missy smiled and said, “I have learned during my time with Yury that having the paparazzi be friendly towards me, publishing favorable stories … that helped Yury a great deal. His enhanced status, thanks to me, was responsible for many successful deals which he made during the months when I was his mistress. I anticipate my notoriety will continue to benefit Boris-Apteka in the weeks and months ahead.”
Gavriil was impressed and pleased. When they stopped at her place, Missy allowed him to bring her bags up to her apartment. She invited him to make himself at home in the living room while she changed in the bedroom into something appropriate for their business dinner date.
“I wish our dinner date could be something more than just business,” said Gavriil in a low voice, almost as though he were merely talking to himself.
Missy heard that, of course, and she said, “You are a handsome man and while I am attracted to you, Gavriil, we will be keeping things strictly business. I don’t want you to get any hopes up that our relationship might ever become anything more than that.”
He sighed and said, “I understand. Please forgive me for suggesting anything more than that. You cannot blame me for having such thoughts, Missy. You are an incredibly beautiful woman …” He paused, not wanting to say anything more.
Missy nodded and said, “I will change into something and we will go out. You will find your reputation and status will get enhanced by how glamourous I will make myself appear.” She then went into her bedroom with her bags and quickly unpacked.
Then, she selected one of her revealing black outfits which exposed her deep cleavage.
Inside her bathroom she applied more makeup as well as some expensive jewelry.
Her diamond necklace fell into the space between her upper breasts and would definitely draw some attention to that location.
She combed her hair out, choosing to wear it down.
Then, ready at last, she strutted out to her living room in four-inch heels.
Gavriil stood immediately upon seeing Missy strut back into the room. Her voluptuous appearance and movements took his breath away. He found himself sporting an immediate hardon. He followed her out and watched as she locked up. Then they took the elevator down to the lobby.
Missy put her arm through Gavriil’s as they exited the elevator, making it appear as though he were escorting her. There were more paparazzi who took more photos and asked more questions.
Missy posed briefly and explained they were heading out for a business dinner. Then, out they went to Gavriil’s waiting limo. He gave the driver the name of an exclusive restaurant and off they went.
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Saturday, July 9, 2022
While on the plane to Zurich, Missy and Gavriil had more time to discuss things.
Their direct flight would take two and a half hours.
Their dinner had gone very well and Missy had kept the conversation to mostly business matters.
Gavriil had been amazed, just as Yury always had been, by how hearty an appetite Missy had and how unaffected she was by the glasses of wine which she drank.
After clearing customs and immigration in Zurich, they were met by Julius de Weck himself.
He was anxious to express his sorrow about Yury and offer Missy his condolences for her loss.
He also wanted to tell her how relieved he was that she had managed to survive that terrible assassination in Beijing.
The news about that had been reported around the world.
Missy hugged Julius and thanked him for his concern. She then said, “This is Gavriil Reznikov whom you have already been in contact with concerning our company, Boris-Apteka. I’m sure you have learned that I have been placed on their board.”
Julius and Gavriil now shook hands and spoke briefly about a few things.
Their flight to Zurich, their hotel which Julius would bring them to in his limo, their company and how fortunate it was that Missy was on their board, the meetings which had been planned and the German suppliers who would be at those meetings.
Then Julius once again looked at Missy and said, “With your permission, I would like to invite you both to join me for dinner. I’ve made a reservation right at your hotel.”
Missy knew she was speaking for them both when she said, “We would greatly enjoy dining with you, Julius. I have been explaining to Gavriil how thoughtful you always are and therefore I am not surprised that you decided to meet us here this way and are taking such great care of us.” She gave him one of her thousand-watt smiles and brought gold specks into her eyes, knowing how mesmerized that always made him become.
As Julius now led them out of the airport terminal, with his limo driver handling all their luggage, Missy sensed both how pleased Julius was and how impressed Gavriil was at all of this. Yeah, she was already using her considerable charm to further their business dealings.
Gavriil knew Julius was both President and CEO of the Suisse Bank AG and having him personally be giving the two of them so much attention was very significant.
He knew it was all because of Missy. He recalled discussions which he had had earlier with Yury’s widow and his other associates about her.
She indeed had been a huge influence during those months when she had been Yury’s mistress.
After checking into her room, Missy changed into something appropriate for dinner.
Her travel outfit had been simple and modest. Now, she donned one of her deep green gowns which would show off her figure and definitely draw attention.
She wore her hair down and added some jewelry.
Then, after placing wards around her room, she went down to meet the two men in the dining room.
As they enjoyed their meal, Missy kept bringing up topics concerning the medical supplies business, with emphasis on pharmaceuticals.
She used information which she had learned from the documents which Lisa had provided.
In particular, she explained how it might be best for Germany to export its shipments to Boris-Apteka through countries like Belarus and Turkey to avoid sanctions.
Julius was impressed and looking at Gavriil, he said, “When those initial contracts were awarded to Yury, it was still permitted for shipments to go direct to Russia. Missy seems to believe there will be greater sanctions coming. I seem to recall how she was studying economics at Udmurt State University for her post graduate work. Obviously, she has continued to consider how world affairs might affect things.”
Gavriil too was impressed and looking at Missy, he said, “My company is very pleased that she has agreed to join our board of directors. She recently took time for herself in Cyprus but clearly, now that she has returned, she seems very committed to helping our company continue having success.”
“Cyprus?” asked Julius, looking at Missy with a huge grin. “I know how much she and Yury enjoyed their visits there.”
Missy now said, “You can mention that time when you and Emilia joined us there. Gavriil knows about your special relationship with her and has promised to keep that a secret. I hope you will forgive my revealing that but it was necessary for him to understand how you and Yury managed to become such close friends.”
Julius nodded and said, “I see.” He glanced at Gavriil and said, “Perhaps that is for the best. I know Emilia is very anxious to see Missy again. If Missy says we can trust you, then all four of us might get together sometime during a future visit.”
“I do trust Gavriil and so can you, Julius,” explained Missy. “I too would love seeing Emilia again. We look forward to anything you can arrange.” She gave him a reassuring look and again brought gold specks into her eyes.
Missy sensed that she had satisfied Julius and that, once again, she had greatly impressed Gavriil.
She felt comfortable with how things would go as she continued playing her role in Russia.
She could use Gavriil in ways similar to those which she had used Yury for, only instead of her being a celebrity mistress she now would become a celebrity businesswoman.
And, she would have greater and greater access to the various decision makers in the Russian regime.
As for what meetings had been scheduled the next day, Julius explained those were mainly social events with the business meetings to be held on Monday and Tuesday.
He explained how he wanted everyone to have the opportunity to get to know both Missy and Gavriil better before tackling any difficult business matters.
Missy smiled and said, “I completely understand. They all entered into those business arrangements with Yury, who had already established an excellent reputation. While it was your recommendation which may have influenced them, it was because Yury had already proven himself. With him no longer in this, Gavriil and I need to be very convincing. And, we will be!” She laughed and so did the two men.
Later, up in her room, Missy used her phone to send an encrypted message back to both Mike and Major Grimes.
She explained things were going great but that she would be flying back to Moscow on Wednesday and then teleporting home to her Missy Mansion for the full moon celebration that night.
She was still trying to determine how she wanted to deal with Nikolai and the three men he had hired to kill her and Yury.