A Virgin for A Cold Billionaire

Alexander Arlan Ainsley POV

"So, this supermini CCTV can be installed in the bag only or is the object unlimited?" I looked at a small object that Garry was holding.

"Yes, sir. Our supermini CCTV can be installed anywhere and no one will notice. You can see it directly." Garry explained and handed me the object he had been holding. I accepted it carefully so as not to drop it.

I knew that the Red Opium always produces its own weapons, including CCTVs. If there were other products, they were usually their allies' products. I never interfered in the gang's business directly, but Godfather and Damian always allowed me to ask for favors from them, but I rarely asked.

I looked over at the table, and there were CCTVs of various sizes and colors. Looks like I have found some suitable items. I would not be satisfied if I did not put a CCTV in Arletta's room, but how could I do that? Her room was my first destination for placing this CCTV.

"Garry, does this CCTV need wires? If it needs to be wired, then the target must be aware of it and can be tracked by them." I asked because I wanted to know more about this issue before purchasing products from The Red Opium. "No need, sir. All the latest CCTVs are battery-operated, so there is no need for cables so that no one would know." Garry answered my curiosity, but there was still something missing.

"What about wifi? Can the CCTV record images if there is no wifi or internet network?" I asked again while observing the CCTV. I became interested in buying things like this because I needed it.

Ah, I guessed I would be buying a lot of this stuff, especially if I managed to get into Rayner's house. I had to get access to his house, especially Arletta's room! I would go crazy if I did not get news about my girl.

"All of our CCTVs are designed to record when the internet is down, sir." Garry did not tire of answering, and he knew that if I had asked many questions, my interest in buying the product would have grown.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What if the bags or objects on which these CCTVs are installed are exposed to water? Will they not be damaged?" The price of one CCTV made by The Red Opium was not cheap. I did not mind buying it if it matched the quality and should be durable.

"Our CCTV is waterproof, sir. We can provide some samples for you to try for yourself."

Aha! I could try it myself? That was a good idea, but where should I put this thing? I have not gotten into Arletta's life yet, so how could I put a CCTV into her bag?

"Are all CCTVs always ready or do I have to preorder to get them?"

This was one of the important things when buying a product, especially if I knew who the company's owner was: I always asked about availability to estimate when to receive the desired product and, of course, the price.

"If you want a customized CCTV according to the objects you want to place, you have to preorder first. We also have products that are ready, so you can just take some samples according to product availability."

I listened to Garry's explanation carefully. I really wanted to order, but I did not know yet how many CCTVs were available and what suitable CCTVs were. I put down the object I had been holding and then looked at the other CCTVs on the table. What if I buy one product and put it in my penthouse?

I could not decide yet, because I had to estimate how many pieces of products were needed, where they would be placed, and many other considerations. The phone suddenly rang while I was still thinking, and Garry and I were distracted. Garry approached the desk and found that the sound was coming from there. I turned my attention back to the table with many CCTV cameras. Arletta's face appeared in my mind. How was my girl's condition? I have not gotten any updates on her.

"If only Arletta and I had gotten along, it would have been easy to buy all these things," I muttered.

"Mr. Ainsley."

I turned to Garry. He seemed to be holding a phone, and I frowned. "What was wrong?" I asked, confused.

"Mr. Damien would like to speak with you," Garry replied, handing me the phone.

"Thanks." I took the call and did not expect Damien to call here.

Could something have happened to Damien or the Godfather? I hoped they were okay because both have a huge role in our lives.

Me: "Hello?"

I could not concentrate if Damien called because he would ask many unusual yet stupid questions, especially since I rarely came to The Red Opium headquarters. Someone must have reported my arrival to him. Damien Xaverius: "Hey, Monk! I heard you went to the office and I was curious to check it out in person."

I heard Damien laugh, but I did not take offense. I was deliberately silent, having let his laughter stop. It was useless to explain at this point because Damien only believed what he wanted. At least he was not a traitor who deliberately invited someone I hated to a nightclub just to ruin my night and mood.

Damien's laughter had stopped, so I could use this chance to talk seriously with him.

Me: "Are you done laughing or not?"

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It was good that Damien called just as I was thinking about buying a CCTV, even though it could not be done today.

Damien Xaverius: "You are a compassionate guy, Monk. Tell me, what brought you there? Have you decided to help the Godfather like me?"

I did not want to be the successor to the number two throne in The Red Opium yet, because business was more interesting. Besides, Arletta was Fiona's daughter, the group's sworn enemy. If someday my girl and I got married, what about our little family? I did not want the children to be victimized; as much as possible, they should be able to live a little normal life.

Me: "No. I came here to ask about the CCTV with Garry."

Damien was an asshole because he fucked a lot of women, then left them when he got bored, but beyond that, he was a very loyal friend. He and The Godfather had helped my business from nothing to what it is today. I really appreciated all that they had done for me, so even though I sometimes got annoyed with Damien's attitude, I did my best to keep my word so that the family relationship remained good.

Damien Xaverius: "CCTV? Why are you asking about that? Don't you have a vendor for that?"

I did not want to tell Damien about Arletta because it was not the right time yet. If we were already in an official relationship, then I would definitely introduce my special girl to Damien and the Godfather.

Me: "I was-"

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