The Prince's Mistress

In the dim lighting, only a few lights on the display were lit, a woman in her twenties crept up and shone with the small flashlight she brought with her earlier.

"Shit! They were so alert!" he cursed angrily.

He observed the room which contained a glass display containing various kinds of jewelry, most of which were archaeological finds. He looked around several rooms. His eyes were furrowed in concentration as he looked at the display right in front of him.

The face of the Singapore-Indonesian mulatto smiled beautifully when he saw the object he was after. A ruby gemstone the size of a baby's fist, is one of the rare items that will be put out at auction tomorrow night.

"Perfect!" A small smile appeared on his thin, curved lips. His heart seemed to be thriving, the thing he was looking for was clearly in front of his eyes.

Steady Elena, the beautiful girl with her dark eyes stepped back, but she felt something odd.

"It's impossible if a place like this doesn't have extra super security." Elena muttered as she surveyed her surroundings. The deep blues highlight every corner in one of the halls of the exhibition building shaped like an open shell that is famous in the city of Hong Kong.

As a person who is quite experienced in his field, he immediately opens the small bag that he always carries as one of the equipment for carrying out his actions. Elena reached into something inside. A box of powder, then he blows the powder.

His assumption was correct, the display containing the ruby gemstone was protected by a randomly shaped laser beam. If touched a little, then the skin can be burned, worse, the body is cut into pieces.

"As I thought, you wouldn't just let this thing go without layers of security," Elena mumbled while chuckling in annoyance.

Elena put the powder back in the small pocket of her all-black suit. After that, he began to insert one foot into the intricate web of laser beams. His body curved to follow the direction of the next light. It was not in vain that the acrobatic training he received from childhood helped him in his work.

Elena had to pass about halfway again, right in the middle, the laser beams becoming more and more complicated and cobweb-like. Until Elena had to lie on her stomach with her hands supported, while her stomach was slightly raised.

"Finally." Elena heaved a sigh of relief after her long heels managed to land on the tiled floor of the room.

He was more grateful when all his body was fine without being cut into pieces by the laser beam. Or at least, he didn't keep the guards awake with the sound of the alarm that would occur when his smooth skin wrapped in leggings was streaked with laser light.

Elena stepped hastily toward the glass display. His eyebrows pulled up. His gaze didn't blink. His mouth dropped slightly. The gloss