FallonThe next day, I was visited by Rory.I woke up late and was only informed of her arrival after I showered. I was still worn out from sneaking out yesterday and using a private plane to get to the Long Beach port and back.I received Leo's message on the Elite Ai that relayed HQ's orders to intercept an arriving cargo ship that closed a deal with Rios Mafia. It was a high-profile side-task which is why I met with other field agents in the private plane, and we invaded the ship.I remember I was almost caught by Jett, too.My colleagues had to finish up the task by collecting evidence and then I had to go back by plane to the mansion, which took me over an hour. I was faster than Jett, who had to drive for over four hours.And now, I must entertain an uninvited guest. Sighing, I descended the stairs wearing a simple black cropped shirt and white shorts, courtesy of Linda."Fallon!" Squealed Rory as soon as she saw me from the stairs. I plastered a smile on my face as I neared her

I returned to the mansion at nearly midnight as if nothing happened.My eyes found Rory half-asleep at one of the tables, alone, and I felt slightly bad for leaving her. I dragged her back to the mansion and lent her one of the guest rooms before I texted her husband and he came to pick her up."Sorry for this, Fallon," Krieg apologized, his sleeping wife in his arms, "She's a very light drinker. Beats me how you managed to convince her to drink with you two, alone."Krieg was a light-hearted and bubbly man, like Rory. He was cool about it but did mutter a punishment before leaving. I chose not to dwell on it too much and climbed to my room, eager to send my first intel to HQ after starting this mission. I'd rather finish this as soon as I can, seeing how things are becoming more personal—especially with him.On my way to my room, I met Noire wandering around in one of the hallways. Noire was Ross and Niamh's 5-year-old child, and to see the little girl walking around alone is rare si

Jett's hands were all over me like my lips were all over his. I couldn't think straight because of the liquor I know, and it's frustrating. The frustration was surely channelled in my kisses and he noticed because he pulled away.Dazed, he said, "Am I a bad kisser?"I immediately shook my head. He was a wonderful kisser. I didn't know if I meant that sincerely or if I had just been touch-deprived for so long. But what I know, is that the butterflies in my stomach are going wild. He made them go crazy with his touch and needy for his kisses.I pulled him in without another word. I was already catching my break after the intense make-out session, but the screw in my head was too loose to stop now. And so I gripped his buttons with so much thirst that even I surprised myself.Did I deprive myself of pleasure this much? I couldn't help but wonder."I didn't know the shy Fallon would have such an aggressive side."I groaned. "Shut up, you speak too much."My remark earned a grin on his fac

Leo2 weeks agoThe past sabotage was a complete success. It was the usual casino theft that cost the Agnellos nearly $7 million—which I've already sent to the HQ to add to our budget. Of course in a discreet method. I've done three successful sabotages to the Agnellos for the past month and have managed to not get caught every time. Now, they're surely enraged. They'll be on the hunt for me more than they have in the past days.Of course, the main reason for these sabotages is to make the Agnellos ask for help from Jett Rios and his organization.Barely two days after the huge casino incident, I overheard a heated conversation in one of the executive rooms. They sounded to be in an intense confrontation."...knew it was you! Stop this bullshit! I knew you hated Chris and Ellie so you were the first person that came to my mind!" Hmm, they're starting to lose trust in each other. I like it."Dumbass! You, of all people, know I don't hate them to the point I'd sabotage the mafia! Why do

Jett"Are we not gonna check if our house has a spy, too?" asked Ross during our weekly meeting. The other members seated at the long table nodded in agreement. He continued, "With the recent news on the Agnellos and Vernons, we should take precautions than suffer the same shit they did.""There can be no spy," objected Aster. "We haven't hired new people for the past year.""We can never be too sure, son." Everyone turned to listen to Old Barry. "Nobody can be trusted. Especially our newcomer last month.""You don't mean the mistress, do you?"Wary eyes stole glances in my direction. "You're right. She's a dangerous woman.""What do you mean?" Ross frowned. "Did she tell you something?""Just last night, she told me she was disowned at an early age. She was taken in later by a retired cop who taught her how to fight and use guns. When her old man died, she came back to her family, killed her father and his new wife but left her step-siblings alive because they were too young. Now sh