Taken By The Mafia Lord

Arianna was astonished by her friend's suggestion and she looked around the room to see who was in support of it only to see that everyone was considering it.

"Mimi is right, the dye would come off in a week or so if you are in no hurry to get your red hair back," Marcel told her.

Arianna sighed, "I'm not that. It's just that this is the first time I'm trying out a different color and I'm beginning to wonder if I would even look good in it?" She informed him of her fears.

"Don't worry, you will. You're a beautiful lady, Arianna and even if you wore a paper bag on your face, you'd still look good, trust me?" Marcel said, looking at her deeply and she returned the stare, biting down on her lower lips unsure.

This time, Arianna and Marcel didn't only feel the sexual tension between the both of them, everyone else in that room saw that and it made Victor release a whistle deep in his throat. The connection between them both was deep and unavoidable. Those lovely dovey eyes were adorable yet nauseating at the same time.

Winters was the one who cleared her throat and went ahead to say, "It's a nice idea. They would both dye their hair and I would have the identity card remade to match their current identity," She then turned to Victor, "You said they would be searched thoroughly, just how many items are they allowed inside?"

"Just their cleaning equipment, why do you ask?"

"My USB can remotely accept commands from me and Arianna would need to plug it into one of the computers in the control room to work. I'm guessing the device would be confiscated as well -"

"If they were to find it," Arianna interrupted, a smirk on her lip.

"What do you mean?" Winter asked.

"If I can take your stuff without you noticing…" And as she spoke, Arianna brought out a small lighter smugly and Winters' eyes widened upon seeing it, "Then you certainly berate me when you think I can't slip a mere USB in,"

"Give me that!" Winters stomped over to Arianna, intending to take the lighter back. The woman must have stolen it from her when she went into her room last night.

However, since Arianna was taller, she raised it above her head and while Winters raised her hand to snatch it, she slipped the necklace around her neck as well, saying, "And this?"

If Winters had been shocked earlier, she was scared now and her eyes widened to the size of saucers. She had met many pickpockets and was very careful not to get stolen from them, but Arianna was brilliant enough to rile her up while stealing from her.

"I never knew you as a smoker, shouldn't kids your age be under adult supervision?" Arianna taunted her and Victor unintentionally laughed by the side and he got a warning jab in the stomach from Mimi.

"That's enough, Arianna," Marcel noticed the joke was going too far.

"Only because you asked nicely," Arianna finally released both items to her, placing them quietly in her palm.

Winters received them with a glare and stomped back to Marcel's side, and Arianna guessed she hurt the girl's feelings with the little drama when it had been merely for fun. Not if it was sensitive to her. Arianna groaned inwardly, she guessed their relationship was back to level one.

"I guess the problem is solved since Arianna has proven to us that she's capable enough to handle herself," Winters said with obvious sarcasm and no one answered to that knowing she was exasperated - not even Arianna.

"Since we're in, the next plan would be getting into the control room," Marcel said and pulled up a map which he spread over the table.

"According to plans, this is the quarters you're supposed to clean and this is the control room you are not supposed to enter, " He circled both with his marker, "They're far away from each other and you would definitely be caught through the camera's heading there."

"We can act lost," Mimi suggested.

"And you would be chased back after showing you the way. They are not fools, Mimi," Victor told her.

"Not if I can help with that," Winters said, drawing everyone's attention to her. She then pulled out a ring from her pocket, saying, "This is my life's greatest achievement,"

They gave her blank looks.

"That is a… ring?" Mimi was confused as to how that would help them. But Marcel and Victor were calm, trying to see what she was up to while Arianna purposely kept her mouth shut just so she wouldn't provoke her again.

"It's not just a ring," Winters said, displaying the four-carat diamond solitaire ring and pressing the carat only for it to pop in with a blinking red light drawing astonished gasps from everyone.

"What in the world did you create, Winters?" Marcel was in awe, drawing closer to her to take a good look at the ring.

Arianna looked at both of them and her facial expression changed at once. In the blink of an eye, her performance the past minute was forgotten. It wouldn't surprise her if Winter did that on purpose. Well, on purpose or not, it was for the progress of this mission, she told herself.

But then, Arianna still found herself asking, "So how does this thing work and how does it help this mission?" Yep, she didn't ask out of jealousy, trust her.

Winters went on to explain to them, "Closed-circuit television works by the camera or cameras taking a constant sequence of images that are then transmitted by cable or wirelessly, depending on the chosen system type, to the recording device and then on to the display monitor, which enables then the individual to see the sequence of images as video footage. But then, what this great technical piece of work does is to disrupt the transmission signals sent to the display monitor, " She proudly referred to her ring.

She turned to Arianna and said, "In one word, when turned on, it would scramble the cameras within a three hundred meters for a limited time frame, earning you the opportunity to get to the control room. " She rubbed it all over her face.

Arianna stared back at Winters, she was right. This was a competition. A one-on-one war between two women.