"Oh my he is even hotter in person, to be honest he is one of the main reasons I'm boarding this flight," the lady Alex was currently attending to murmured to her friend that was when Alex took the initiative to turn around and take a look at what was happening and there he was the top one most talked about and sought after pilot in the whole of California.
As Alex turned around, his breath caught in his throat. Standing near the cockpit entrance, adjusting the cuffs of his pristine white uniform, was Captain Damien Russo, the man who had every passenger on this flight murmuring. He was massive. At nearly seven feet tall, his towering frame exuded dominance, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his crisp uniform, the golden captain’s stripes on his sleeves only adding to his commanding presence. His muscular build was evident even beneath the tailored fit of his attire, his arms thick, his chest solid, and his posture effortless yet intimidating, as if he owned the very air they were about to soar through. His face was nothing short of sculpted perfection, strong, chiseled jawline, high cheekbones, and full, well-defined lips that rested in a knowing smirk, as if he was fully aware of the effect he had on everyone in the room. His deepeyes, an almost piercing shade of icy blue, flicked toward Alex for the briefest moment, sending an unexpected shiver down his spine. His jet-black hair, neatly slicked back, looked effortlessly styled, with a few rebellious strands teasing his forehead, giving him an edge of ruggedness beneath all that refined control. And then there was his aura, it was dangerous, magnetic, untouchable. He was not just a pilot; he was a spectacle.The kind of man who could make anyone feel small with just a glance. And the the caption eyes met Alex's but he quickly just looked away like he was just another nobody which he obviously was. And for that moment, Alex forgot where he was. He forgot the murmuring passengers, the flight preparations, the entire world outside of this moment. He had seen cute good looking guys but there was just something really different about this one. Taking a deep breath, Alex stepped into the cockpit where the pilot was currently get ready for the flight, his focus completely locked on the mechanical dashboard in front of him. "Captain Russo?" Alex said as he cleared his throat. "Flight attendant!" Damian replied in quite an arrogant tune without even paying a single glance to the person speaking to him. "Alex Carter, sir!" Alex added. "Not meaning to disturb you but I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm the new attendant and this is my first flight with you, no actually its my first ever flight!" He said with little smile as he corrected his last statement. And that was the moment captain Damien finally decided to look up . Up close, he was even more intimidating and hot. His features were sharp, like they’d been cut from stone, and those blue eyes, colder than the Atlantic in winter, at least what Alex thought. For a moment, there was silence. And then Damien finally spoke with his thick tune. “Stay out of my way, and we won’t have a problem, Carter.” Alex blinked in confusion and a bit of disbelief. But what more was he expecting from a man who almost everyone considered a 15 out of 10. He forced a polite smile. “Understood, Captain.” Damien held his gaze for a second longer before turning back to the controls, as if the conversation was already over. Alex clenched his jaw and stepped out of the cockpit, heart pounding harder than he’d like to admit. As he left the cockpit, the arrogant Lucy from earlier immediately walked into the cockpit giving him a mean look before shutting the door behind her. Alex rested his head against the door so he could maybe hiss drop on their conversation and all he could hear were heavy laughters coming through. "Ooh yeah, what was I thinking? Wake up Alex, he is definitely straight and he's gonna want to show off, dominate and have all the ladies to himself just like a typical straight guy!" Alex thought to himself before heading back to the rest of the crew. "Oh Captain Damien! The package is all ready and set at the usual spot, once we land you can continue the drop!" Lucy said. "Alright Lucy thanks a lot!" Damien replied in a very soft tune. "Everyone admires and adores you, you the bachelor of the season, little do they know your or should I say our little secret!" She added with a smile. "I see you've met our new attendant, I was him leaving, what do you think about him?" "Ooh my oh my! Lucy I'm gonna shoot you if we get into any trouble because of your loud mouth. And as for the new attendant, Alex right? That was his name. Well what can I say his is a little on the edge." Damien tuned to her . "Go join the others now Lucy make sure everything is alright, we are about to take off!" Lucy did just how she was told and headed back to Alex and the rest of the crew, she instructed them to head out and make sure all the passages were ok, seat belts on, and they were comfortable. Alex was busy attending to some passages when a man tapped him from behind. "Excuse me, please can I get maybe like a cup of cold nice juice?" The man asked. "Yeah sure just a minute l will get it for you!" Alex replied as he quickly went to get the drink. Getting the drink he mistakenly spilled some of the drink passager. "What the hell!" The man lamented as he jumped up his seat, raising his hand and proceeded to slap. The man felt something grabbing him as his hand stopped midway, he turned around to check the reason behind the resistance and he was shocked to see the caption Damien.Damien looked at him with fire in his eyes. “Now we fight back.”"LET'S just find a way to get to the airport in one piece, but if anyone gets in the way I'm gonna remind them what my name is." Damien said.The black SUV tore through the winding roads like a bullet, Damien’s eyes scanning every shadow. The silence in the vehicle wasn’t empty—it was coiled, electric. Alex sat beside him, heart pounding, his hands clenched in his lap."How far is the airport?" Alex asked, trying to keep his voice steady."Twenty minutes. Maybe less if I keep driving like this," Damien replied without taking his eyes off the road."Do you think they’ll try to stop us?"“They’ll try,” Damien muttered. “But I’m done running.”They made it to the private airstrip under the cloak of midnight. Damien flashed a signal to a man near the hangar, who immediately rolled open the gate.A small jet waited on the tarmac, engines humming. The pilot gave Damien a nod, recognizing him instantly.“We’re clear. Mexico, ri
The warehouse smelled like oil and rust and old blood.Alex sat in the center of the room, tied to a metal chair now. One of the Cobra men stood guard near the door, another was fiddling with a radio near a crate.Then the guard tensed. “You hear that?”The man with the radio froze. “What?”Tap. Tap. Tap.Like footsteps.Then the lights cut out.“What the hell?!” someone shouted.Before either could react, there was a thud, followed by the wet crunch of bone.The guard dropped like a puppet with cut strings.Gunfire erupted—three quick pops.Then silence.Alex held his breath.A silhouette stepped into view, haloed by moonlight through a cracked skylight.“Damien…” Alex whispered.“Hey,” Damien said softly, crouching in front of him. “You okay?”Alex chuckled, breath shaky. “I’ve had better dates.”Damien smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Let’s get you out of here.”He cut the ropes with a combat knife. Alex winced as blood rushed back to his hands.“You came for me…” Alex said q
Damien rolled his eyes, grabbing his jacket. “Let’s go.”They both left existed the hotel room and headed for the elevator."Alex wait!" Damien said just as Alex was about to press the button."What happened? Is there a problem?" Alex asked in confusion...."Come on now, hurry up! We must take the stairs," Damien said as he dragged Alex towards the stairs..They sneaked through the back door and through a dark alley till they got to the main road and got a taxi...They didn't say a single word to each other throughout the journey till the taxi came to a stop in front of a small motel..They quickly booked a room and started to settle in when Damien said he was going outside to make some calls and try get some help .Alex was alone in the room, just laying down staring at the ceiling and replaying today's invents when he felt a something more like a shadow passed around him.He quickly got up from his bed, approached the windows very slowly and quietly. Once at the window he took a pee
Alex barely had time to process what was happening before he felt the soft mattress against his back. The air between them was thick with tension, and Damien’s body hovered over his, his grip still firm, his expression unreadable.Alex let out a shaky breath, his heart hammering. “You know… for someone who claims to be straight, you’re really bad at proving it.”Damien’s jaw clenched. His eyes darkened, and for a brief moment, something flickered in them—something Alex wasn’t sure he was ready to name.Then, just as suddenly, Damien pulled away. He stepped back, exhaling sharply, raking a hand through his damp hair. His towel was barely clinging to his waist, but he didn’t seem to care.“Get out,” he muttered, turning his back to Alex.Alex sat up, adjusting his slightly wrinkled shirt. “Come on, Captain. We both know you don’t actually want me to leave.”Damien didn’t turn around, but his shoulders tensed. “You’re playing with fire, Alex.”Alex smirked. “Yeah? Funny, because I’m star
*Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!*The first gunshot shattered the air like a thunderclap. The restaurant fell into chaos. People screamed, glasses shattered, chairs tipped over as patrons scrambled for cover.Alex stood right there on the stage in shock. And in the next moment, his body moved without his will. It was Damien who had tackled him to the floor, rolling them behind an overturned table."Stay low! Alright? Alex look at me, please stay low," Damien added., his voice calm but a bit worried for just Alex safety despite the panic around the. "Follow my lead!"Alex still in shock, he couldn't even breathe. His heart felt like it was about to explode out his chest.Damien took a peek over the table. Five men, fully masked, heavily armed. Their rifles swept across the restaurant like hunting dogs searching for prey, that was when he saw a tattoo on the the arm of one of the men."The cobra!" Damien lamented."What? What was that?" Alex managered to ask."Nothing just stay behind me!
Alex wandered there the airport where their plane had just landed, it was the famous 'Charles de Gaulle Airport' in Paris.His black suitcase rolling behind him as he scrolled through his phone checking for directions to his hotel.The airport was filled with bright lights and the sea of travelers moving in every direction made the place feel booth exciting and overwhelming especially for someone who's just doing it for the first time.Just as he existed the terminal, his phone buzzed.Unknown: You make it out of the airport alive, or do I need to send a search party?"Wait what the hell? Who is this person and how did they even know I was in the airport? With! Or I'm I being spayed on?" Alex thought to himself before proceeding to reply the text.Alex: Uhm! Sorry but who is this and how did you get my number?Unknown: ooh sorry about that, I forgot to re introduce myself. It's me Captain Damien, and I got your number from your file."Ooooh damn, but why is he even texting me?" Alex t