5 .
If Sienna Mercedes was stunning in just at thong bikini, she looked absolutely drop dead in her cocktail dress.
A slick black color, the dress clung to her curves like a second skin, short enough that it teased the possibility of exposing the telenovela star’s full rear end but dutifully staying around her upper thighs.
The plunging neckline made the Brazilian woman’s cleavage the star of the show, and she knew how to push out her breasts in a way that drew everyone’s attention to them.
In a way, Leela couldn’t believe how a woman like Sienna was real, but in that moment, she knew why Sergei would be obsessed with her.
It’s like she was created in a laboratory. Leela thought, and sipped from her drink.
At night, the resort pool area turned into a dance club. There were still plenty of revelers enjoying a nice dip, but more people stood around the pool clad in their finest, drinking, dancing, searching the night for a connection.
Leela’s dress was form fitting, long and slinky, and accentuated her curves as much as Sienna’s did.
The soap star shined so bright though that even if Leela stood next to her, she would be eclipsed.
Of course, Joselyn wasn’t far behind Sienna, and as the beautiful woman waited at the bar for her next drink, the muscular bodyguard stood with her hands clasped a few feet away.
Joselyn was beautiful in her own right, clad in skin tight leather pants and a leather halter top that pushed her already impressive cleavage as high as it could go.
Men all over the outdoor club stopped to give the two women a second glance, but were quickly scared off by Joselyn’s stern look.
The muscular bodyguard was so focused on the men’s hungry stares that she didn’t notice Leela making her way along the bar towards them until it was too late. By that point Leela had saddled up next to Sierra while she waited and extended her hand.
“Sierra Mercedes, the shining star of daytime Brazilian television, such a pleasure to meet-” As she spoke, Joselyn slid her considerable frame between Leela and the wide eyed Sierra.
“Hey!” Joselyn barked, glaring at Leela.
“Oh my, what a frame you have.” Leela laughed and patted Joselyn’s bicep.
“Get lost.” Joselyn sneered.
“My dear, I’m here to discuss a business opportunity with your lovely boss.” Leela smiled at Sienna, who stared at her dumb founded.
“Then contact Ms. Mercedes business manager, and she will arrange something.” Joselyn continued her stonewall.
“Fine,” Leela sighed, and made a show of reaching through her purse. “My name is Leigh, I’m a partner at City of Angels talent agency, let me find my card…”
“A talent agent?” Sienna raised her eyebrows.
“Ms. Mercedes already has an agent.” Joselyn grumbled.
“But from what I understand, she doesn’t have American representation.” Leela smiled, still rifling through her purse.
“As I said, reach out to her business-” Joselyn began, before Sienna stepped forward and placed a hand on the bodyguard’s chest.
Like a loyal pet, Joselyn went silent and backed up.
“You’re with City of Angels? It’s one of the top talent agencies in America.” Sienna stepped forward and extended her hand.
“Yes, nice to meet you!” Leela exclaimed. “I’m here on vacation and don’t like mixing business with pleasure, but when an opportunity knocks, you have to answer.”
“I’m already one of the highest paid actors in Brazilian television, what can you offer me?” Sienna raised her eyebrows.
“Recognition, international stardom. You’ll be a household name, not only in Brazil, or America, but the world. Movies, television, brand endorsements, we can do it all. Every boy in America will have a poster of you in his room.” Leela was laying it on thick, but knew she had to make a good pitch.
“They already do in Brazil.” Sienna smiled.
“Yes but Brazil is a little pond, and you need to swim in the ocean.” Leela smiled back.
Sienna bit her lip and considered it.
“I can give you more specifics of what we can do and how we can package you if you like, preferably somewhere quiet, and private.” With that last word, Leela tossed a look at Joselyn.
Sienna mulled it over, and then turned to her bodyguard.
“I’ll only be a moment.” She reassured the larger woman.
“But Ms. Mercedes…” Joselyn interjected.
“It will be fine, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” She patted Joselyn on the chest and turned to Leela. “Your room?”
“I actually have boat, it’s docked over this way.” Leela smiled and pointed down the beach.
Sienna stepped over and followed Leela as they pushed their way through the crowd people towards a gate leading to the beach. As they did, Leela could feel Joselyn’s eyes on them the whole time.
***
Joselyn regretted wearing the form fitting leather pants as she stormed down the beach, visions of Sienna bound, gagged and whisked off in a van towards a seedy warehouse dancing through her head.
Even though the temperature had dropped slightly during the evening, it was still a very warm evening, and everything below her waist was slick with sweat.
But she couldn’t worry about that now, all that mattered was getting Sienna back.
As the muscular bodyguard surveyed the various boats docked along the beach, she found herself regretting yet again letting her boss go off with the mysterious woman.
It was her job to never let Sienna out of her sight, and she had done just that.
Sienna had told her to stand down and relax, and Joselyn had agreed, against every instinct in her body, but also part of her job was to follow Sienna’s instructions.
So she waited at the bar, patiently, obediently, as the time passed. Rarely did men make passes at her at bars, they were too intimidated, but one brave soul did step up and offer to buy her a drink, and she succinctly told him to get lost.
“Have a drink, relax.” She imagined Sienna saying to her while laughing.
Every time they were out, the telenovela star tried to get Joselyn to let loose and have a drink, but she was on duty, and that meant she had to be constantly vigilant.
Which I wasn’t, earlier! She gritted her teeth.
As she continued waiting for Sienna, Joselyn couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.
She texted Sienna first asking if everything was alright.
After all, she knew how American success was one of the actress’ long time goals, and Joselyn didn’t want to ruin that.
Several minutes passed without an answer, and the feeling that something was wrong got worse.
As she continued waiting at the bar, Joselyn decided to research City of Angels Casting. True to the woman’s words, it was one of the biggest agencies in Los Angeles. The only problem is that there was no agent working there named Leigh.
Joselyn’s blood ran cold when she saw that, and she immediately stormed out of the pool area and across the beach. They had been played, and whoever these people were, they were smart, luring Sienna into a trap with the promise of American fame.
Stupid, I was stupid. Joselyn cursed herself.
Most of the boats tied up at the docks were dark, their owners either sleeping or elsewhere around the resort.
Joselyn really had no idea where to start when it came to finding Sienna but she remembered the asian woman saying she had a boat.
If worst came to worst she would search every single boat if she had to.
Her mind didn’t even entertain the possibility that Sienna wasn’t kidnapped, that she may just be enjoying a round of drinks and talking business with a potential new agent. Joselyn wasn’t paid to consider the good outcomes, she was paid to anticipate the bad.
And if that woman had sailed off with Sienna, well then Joselyn would follow them to the ends of the Earth.
She hoped though that their boat was still there, secured at the docks.
No doubt they had thought they won, that they had their prize, but wouldn’t they be in for a surprise when Joselyn squeezed that woman and any of her accomplices heads between her thighs.
They thought she was a meat head, just paid muscle, and underestimating her would be their downfall.
Of course they had no idea that Joselyn started out as a cage fighter, that she decimated every opponent that got in her way. She would probably be champion right now if an injury had forced her into a change of career.
At her lowest was when Sienna found her and offered her a new chance, a new life. From that moment, Joselyn swore to protect the TV star at any cost, and if that meant storming in on kidnappers and pummeling them with her bare hands, so be it.
Her footfalls echoed across the dock as she marched on, her muscular curves bathed in moonlight. The sounds from the dance party on the pool echoed in the warm night behind her, and the only other sound was the waves. Joselyn surveyed each boat, knowing that Sienna could be inside any one of them.
Ahead on the dock, Joselyn noticed one lonely boat, tied off and bobbing lazily in the gentle water, the fact that it was tied off separately from the other boats immediately caught the muscular bodyguard’s attention, but then she noticed something else…
A light was on in the lower deck.
She quickened her pace, balling her fists and preparing for a fight. With each powerful stride, the boat got closer and closer, and her heart beat faster and faster in anticipation of combat.
Then she noticed something else, a form, seated on the top deck of the boat. It looked like a woman, sitting on a beach, legs crossed, looking out over the ocean in front of her. Seeing this, Joselyn began to relax, recognizing the form fitting dress and incredible curves of her boss, Sienna.
She was just sitting on the boat, relaxing and enjoying the warm night.
Joselyn slowed her pace as she approached. She still intended to give Sienna an earful for going off with a stranger, but at least the telenovela star was alright.
Then Joselyn’s heart smacked against her rib cage like a fist.
Now that she was closer, she could see Sienna’s hands behind her back, tied together with a length of rope.
The Brazilian woman’s slender, shapely legs were crossed and secured together at the thigh, below the knee, and at the ankles with more rope.
Hearing someone coming up behind her, Sienna turned her head.
Her eyes were naturally large and expressive, and now those eyes pleaded with Joselyn for help.
A thick, white cloth was stuffed into Sienna’s mouth, wrapped around her head, and tied at the back of her neck.
Those pouty lips of hers that so many men had dreamed of kissing were pursed around the thick, white gag.
“Hrrrrppph! Hmmmpph!” Sienna cried, sticking out her magnificent chest when she saw her bodyguard.
“Ms. Mercedes!” Joselyn called, her skin rising into goosebumps despite the warm summer’s night.
She took a step to leap off of the dock and onto the boat when Sienna cried into her gag again.
“Nnnmooo! Mmmphh! Nnnnnph!”
Joselyn paused, realizing too late that the bound and gagged woman was trying to warn her. A second later, a damp cloth was pressed over her face from behind.
“Urrggghh! Hmmph!” Joselyn cried.
When she opened her mouth, she inhaled the most noxious, overpowering smell she had ever experienced in her life. No sooner had her lungs filled with that acrid stench than she felt her body begin to shut down, like a switch had been flipped.
“Uhhmmmpph hmmph!” She flailed her arms but it was no use, her body was like a computer being shut down.
“Hmmph… mmhh…” Joselyn called upon every reserve of strength to keep her eyes open, but she was already on her knees, every muscle in her body going slack.
Her eyes fluttered, and then closed, the last thing Joselyn saw before she lost consciousness was Sienna’s wide, terrified brown eyes.