I hurry to put back the files in the boxes and sit on a chair, taking breaths. The door opens and I smile at him nervously, “I was waiting for you.” I lie. “Waiting for me?”

He starts the car and we drive in the middle of the mansions until we spot the one Vicky showed us in the pictures. He parks a little far and leaves the car. I follow him behind the vehicle and see him open the trunk. I wasn't surprised to see a metal suitcase filled with guns. “Take this.” I take the weapon with shaky hands. I may have taken some shooting classes, but it’s my first time using the weapon outside the agency. “Don't aim for the heart or the head. He might be dangerous, but we can't risk killing someone else,” says the boss. “Aim for

My chest tightens and my breathing slows for a few seconds. The three words he pronounced so suddenly replayed in my mind several times, making me feel dizzy. I don't dare to look at him.  Tiger's hands are shaking along with his legs, and I’d be lying if I say that I don’t feel bad for him. I wait a few moments until I recollect myself and take a long breath before I look at him. His skin is paler than usual and he has dark circles under

There are many beautiful things you can do in your life, but riding a motorcycle, holding the man you love and going someplace you don’t know is on another level.I have no idea how much time we've spent on the vehicle, but I know I enjoyed every single second of the ride. We didn’t exchange many words, but just being with him was enough to make me smile. Tiger parks his black motorcycle in a place I can’t recognize. He gets off a

“What the hell? I don’t understand.” I chuckle.  He smiles, “There is no mission, Keira, we’re on a trip,” he says, making my heart bounce.