C11: The Abductions (Part 2)

Kaede's butler entered the room, his steps silent as he approached her. He offered a towel, which she accepted with a nod of thanks.

He began to dry her, his hands gentle as he patted her skin. Their eyes met in the mirror, his expression unreadable as he continued his task.

Her gaze lingered on his lips, her mind filled with the possibilities. "Don't forget my back," she murmured, her voice low and sultry.

His eyes flickered to her lips before he obeyed, his hands brushing against her skin as he reached around to towel off her back.

As he worked, Kaede couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. She wanted him, the way he moved, the way he served her.

When he was done, she turned, her eyes filled with lust. "Thank you," she purred, leaning in to brush her lips against his.

The butler stiffened for a moment, but he returned the kiss, his hands finding their way to her hips.

Their tongues met, their bodies pressing together, the heat between them palpable. Kaede's hands found their way to his waist, pulling him closer.

As their passion grew, she felt a sense of power. This man was hers, to use and enjoy as she pleased.

Their lips parted, their breathing ragged, but she refused to let him go. "Dress me," she ordered, her voice husky.

He bowed slightly, retreating to her closet to select the perfect attire for her task. As he laid out her clothes, he couldn't help but admire her figure, his thoughts drifting to more intimate encounters.

When he returned with her clothes, he helped her dress, his hands brushing against her skin as he slipped her into the silken fabric. Their eyes met, and for a moment, their connection was electric.

As she stepped into her heels, he bent to kiss her hand, his gaze never leaving her face. "You're ready, Madam Nishihara."

Kaede smiled, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. "Thank you, my dear."

He stepped back, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Of course, Madam Nishihara."

As she turned to leave, she looked back at him, her eyes filled with desire. "You know what happens if you disobey me, don't you?"

The butler nodded, his expression a mix of fear and arousal. "Yes, Madam," he murmured.

As he left the room, Kaede couldn't help but think of the anticipation that awaited her. The female cops would soon be in her grasp, and she would have her answers.

She smoothed down her outfit, her lips curving into a smile. It wouldn't be long now, and then, the Vixen would be within her reach.

But for now, she would enjoy the anticipation. The thrill of the hunt, the power of her position, and the people who served her.

With a sigh, she walked toward the door, her heart pounding with excitement. The game was on, and Kaede was determined to win.

Fujiko entered the Himari City Police Department, her senses immediately on high alert. There was something off about the atmosphere, a tension that hung heavy in the air.

She navigated the halls, her eyes darting between the officers. Most were engaged in hushed conversations, their faces grim and worried.

A young officer, named Tatsuya, noticed her approach. "Detective Ikari," he greeted, his voice low. "Are you okay?"

Fujiko raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He hesitated, his eyes flickering to her injuries. "It's just... we've been having some issues here. Every day, a female cop has gone missing. We don't know why, and we're growing worried."

Fujiko's heart skipped a beat. "How many?"

Tatsuya's eyes met hers, his expression somber. "Three now. We don't know who's responsible, or why they're targeting us."

She glanced around, her mind racing. The mafia? They couldn't be behind this, could they?

"Can you tell me more?" Fujiko asked, her voice calm.

Tatsuya hesitated, but he knew he couldn't keep the information from her. "The first day, it was Officer Takahashi. She was last seen leaving the station late at night. No sign of struggle, no witnesses, nothing."

Fujiko's eyes narrowed. "And the others?"

"Officer Yamaguchi disappeared the next day, and yesterday, it was Officer Kurosawa."

"Any leads?"

Tatsuya shook his head. "Not yet. We're working on it, but we're struggling to find a pattern."

Fujiko's mind raced. Could the mafia be really behind this? Or was it someone else?

Fujiko sought out her superior, Inspector Ichiro. He was in his office, his expression unreadable as she entered.

"I've heard about the missing cops," she said, her voice steady. "Any leads?"

Ichiro's eyes flickered to her injuries, his gaze lingering for a moment before returning to her face. "Not yet. But we're working on it."

She frowned, her mind racing. "We need to find them, and fast."

Ichiro raised an eyebrow. "What about you? Are you okay?"

Fujiko's eyes met his, her heart pounding. "I'm fine."

He leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "I'm more concerned about you. You should be careful. You know what happens if you get caught."

Fujiko fought to hide her surprise. Was he really concerned about her safety? Or was he just worried about...?

"Inspector," she began, her voice low. "Is there something else on your mind?"

Ichiro's eyes met hers, his expression guarded. "Just that I don't want anything to happen to you. You're important to us."

Fujiko held his gaze, her heart pounding. "I understand. I'll be careful."

He nodded, his eyes lingering on her for a moment longer before he cleared his throat. "Keep me updated, Detective Ikari."

She left his office, her mind reeling. Was he really worried about her safety, or was there something else?

She couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. It wasn't like him to be so concerned about her well-being.

As she walked away, she couldn't help but think about what he'd said. Was he... attracted to her?

Fujiko's heart pounded, her mind racing with the possibilities. She couldn't afford to be distracted, not with the missing cops to consider.

Zhang leaned back in his chair, his eyes on Wang Zhenqi as she spoke. "The list is complete," she said, her voice professional. "There are eight female officers in the HCPD."

"Very well," Zhang replied, his eyes scanning the paper she handed him. "And their names?"

Wang recited the names, her voice steady. "Officers Takahashi, Yamaguchi, Kurosawa, Li and Lee, Detective Ikari, Sergeants Kim and Song."

Zhang's eyes widened slightly. "That's it?"

Wang nodded. "Yes, sir. That's the entire list."

He stared at the names, his mind racing. So few, and yet, they were their only hope of finding the Vixen.

"We'll start with Officer Takahashi," he decided. "Kidnap her, and bring her to Madam Nishihara for interrogation."

Wang's eyes widened, but she nodded. "Understood."

Zhang stood, his heart pounding with anticipation. "Make it quick, and make sure no one notices."

She nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "I'll handle it."

As she left the room, Zhang couldn't help but think about the plan. He had faith in Kaede, but he also knew the risks.

He paced the room, his mind filled with questions. How would they react? Would any of them know the Vixen?

The answers would come, one way or another. Zhang knew that Kaede wouldn't rest until they had the truth.

Wang reentered the room, her eyes meeting Zhang's. "Sir, I've made arrangements for Officer Takahashi's abduction."

Zhang stared at her, his heart pounding. "Good. Go, I don't need you hovering over me."

Her eyes met his, her expression thoughtful. "Are you worried, sir?"

He hesitated, his gaze flickering to her. "What makes you say that?"

She stepped closer, her voice low. "I can sense when someone is anxious. I'm good at reading people."

Zhang swallowed, his heart pounding. "I have a lot on my mind."

Wang leaned in, her eyes filled with desire. "Let me take care of it for you."

He blinked, his mind racing. "What do you mean?"

Her hands found their way to his waist, her lips brushing against his ear. "I can ease your worries, sir."

Zhang's breath hitched, his heart pounding. He didn't know what to say.

"Please, sir," Wang whispered, her lips brushing against his again. "Let me help you relax."

He hesitated, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. But he knew he needed relief, and Wang was offering it freely.

He nodded, his heart pounding. "Okay."

Wang grinned, her hands sliding under his shirt. "I promise, you'll feel better."

As she undressed him, Zhang couldn't help but think about the plan, and the risks involved. But for now, he let himself be consumed by Wang's touch.

Her hands were skilled, her lips gentle, and her touch soothing. For a moment, he forgot everything but the pleasure she provided.

As she led him to the bed, he knew that he was in good hands. Wang was the perfect distraction, and he was grateful for her help.

With a sigh, he lay back, his heart pounding with anticipation. The plan would continue, but for now he needed a distraction.