Connelly's TG Caps

" Oras šiandien tiesiog nuostabus... " Natalija muttered to herself in Lithuanian as she extended her long, slender legs across the entire length of her sunlounger, glad that she could take a respite from the life she had to deal with. " Jei tik galėčiau gauti savo pinigus, tai būtų tobula diena... " Ever since summer arrived, Natalija loved to relax in front of the pool and feel the sensation of the cool breeze and the warm, brilliant light of the sun bathing her porcelain skin. Despite all the things she had to deal with, she called this modern villa her home, where she could enjoy all of the luxurious that a beautiful young woman like her deserved. Not the life she had wanted, but definitely a comfortable one- But then, out of nowhere, she heard the piercing sound of a sports car revving up just outside of her villa.  As if by some sort of primal instinct, she promptly raised herself up and quickly directed her large, piercing eyes towards the gate, anxious to se...

Standing just outside of the villa's master bedroom, Smith carefully adjusted his black, silky lingerie as he mentally prepared himself to finally meet the so-called Monsieur Beaumont , the man that he had been tracking down for years and the man that had done this to him as well. Just a week ago, Smith had been one of the most experienced and resourceful agents that Interpol had. Throughout his countless years at the agency, he had risen through the ranks, becoming one of its top agents and thus leading some of the most delicate investigations such as the one he was currently doing. For many years now, he had been investigating an international crime organization and its leader, a mysterious man who was only ominously known as Monsieur Beaumont . And finally, after so many complications and unexpected change-of-plans that such an investigation entailed, he had finally been able to find a concrete lead that led him towards an isolated villa in Southern France and where hopefully th...