Fifty Shades of Red

Chapter 6

Chapter 6
Mr. Xing

"Miss Fujimori," sinalubong naman si Red ng isang lalake nang dumating na siya sa airport. Kung tama ang pagkakaalala niya, Salvo called the guy as Dante. Even before she went to the airport, Salvo's men were the ones who fetched her in her condo unit. Ang mga ito rin ang naghatid sa kanya papuntang airport.

Red was wearing a brown leather jacket with a black blouse underneath. She was also wearing a black tight jeans and high knee black boots. Dante was on his usual black suit like those movies of Men in Black. Dante then looked at her from head to toe.

"You're going to change your clothes once we get to Macau," the old man simply answered. Magkasabay silang dalawang pumasok sa airport. "You and Mr. Salvatore Vittori are going to attend a party by Mr. Xing."

"Okay... but I don't have my passport," she replied truthfully. She hasn't visited her previous unit since her supposed to be death day—and she didn't have thought about it since her sister and fiance might know that she was still alive. And she doesn't want them to know about it yet...

"Mr. Salvatore already settled everything and made arrangements—we're not going to fly commercially. We're going to fly in a private plane—and a private chopper in going to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Macau."

"Tell me, he has connections with the hotel that's why we're going in a chopper?" She tried to joke.

Dante, in a deadpan manner, stopped his feet and looked at her. "No. He owns six percent of the share."

Napatigil si Red dahil sa sinabi nito. She blinked. "And how much is that?"

"One-hundred fifty million dollars," Dante answered as if the worth of the share was nothing. Pumasok na sila sa isang entrance na nasa pinakadulo ng airport. She noticed the entrance was a special entrance since no one would enter except them and Salvo's men.

Red's jaw almost dropped when she saw the private plane. It was huge and on the edges, it was gold-plated with a huge letter V embedded near tail end of the plane. Kasabay pa rin niya sa paglalakad si Dante. The old man assisted her in entering the plane and she was even more amazed when she was inside—it was like she was in a five-star hotel. Kulang na lang siguro ay lagyan din ng swimming pool ang loob ng eroplano.

A female flight attendant went to her and handed her a goblet glass. "Chardonnay, Ma'am." The tall and beautiful flight attendant said to her, pertaining the wine.

Red nodded and gave her a tight smile. "Thanks."

"A group of stylists will meet you at the hotel. You'll be dressed appropriately for the party that you're going to attend. The party is organized by Mr. Xing, one of Mr. Salvatore's clients and also the CEO of Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Macau." Dante spoke again. They were facing each other while Red was holding the glass of wine.

"Nasaan si Salvatore?" She asked curiously. There was no trace of Salvo's presence inside the plane.

"He's already in Macau," Dante simply answered. "This is your first day of work, Ms. Fujimore. If everything ends well, you'll get your paycheck after the party."

• • •

Salvo gave the security man at tight smile when he entered the huge and lavish function room of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel. Behind him was Dante. They were both wearing formal attires—with Dante wearing his usual black suit while Salvo, he was wearing a dark gray long sleeved formal shirt. The shirt was tucked inside his black slacks with a black belt around his waist. He was also wearing a black leather shoes and his hair was slicked back.

"Where is she?" Salvatore asked Dante as they scanned the surroundings. There were a lot of guests, mostly are Chinese people. Sa pagkakaalam niya, Mr. Zhao Xing will arive at the place in fifteen minutes. Mr. Zhao Xing has been a client to the Vittori for two years already. The Vittori supplies high-end firearms to the Chinese mercenaries—privately owned by Mr. Xing.