Amika Double Agent Review Novels & Stories

The girl wearing black office attire whispered to her friend who can’t take the eyes on her. “For almost five months, I am glad she already came back. But, we should be careful with our moves right now. We know how devil she is if we do simple mistakes.” The man whispered to his co-worker. He should have spoken again but Amaia’s hawk eyes landed on him, making him feel the invisible electricity of fear. Amaia is back. The Queen of Doom is back. She has a title as a Doom Queen, one of the famous Neuropsychologists in Asia. She is a remarkable psychologist and resolves a lot of cases on her patients even her attitude was kind of ill-tempered.

“Adam is Adam. I am me.” As if he did not hear him, Dwight pointed Maxine’s direction again. “The detective is leaving.” Brett reckoned and saw Adler walking away from Maxine. He really wonders what they talked about. Certainly, Maxine did not expose the Alphas’ identities, given that the detective left with only sad face. “Poor detective. He looks like he was rejected.” Seconds later, they saw a Merceder-Benz Mayback Exelero parked near Maxine. Holding the steel with red gem, Brett looked at the familiar car.

I struggled to stay stable on my spot but I tried to look normal as much as I could, gulping down my saliva. Dada turned off the player. I looked down at the floor, trying my best to recover from what I just saw. "What a show!", Daniel clapped. "Well, Abraham Harris is something else behind the curtains, no Mr. Mehta. I never felt like it was him whenever we met", he cracked up. "How....how.. Did you get all this?", my voice trembled. "We have a loyal informer, Amu", dada chuckled. "Come in" My eyes went to the door and I was literally about to fall when I saw the man in front of me. Was there anything left?

Her voice rumbled like thunder, snapping one of the chain's metal rings. I went straight to her side while Nomiko stepped away. This pregnant vampire could not sacrifice her unborn heir if ever Amira would explode like the strongest bomb on Earth. "Amira, he is not Delmar. He is Alectrona's spy. Adam is missing, and he has something to do with it!" I explained as I glanced at our captive, who kept shaking his head. My hands landed on her trembling shoulders while her gaze was fixed on her fake mate.

"Do you want me to extort information on someone again? You still haven't paid me for the last job I did. I had to manipulate Mike Henshaw's gullible personal assistant, so much that my pussy was throbbing after our intimacy before he spilled the truth, you know." "I never told you to use your pussy to get the job done," Amira bluntly retorted. "You're a spy, bitch. It's your job, and you could have used your brain, if you had one, instead of your body." Linda chuckled nastily, her lower lip caught between her teeth. "I'm a bitch, a whore, a spy, and above all, you know, a bloody assassin. So why don't I quietly finish you off now to prove to you that I have a brain?"

Keisha stated as she slowly pulled him to the couch. Daimon, who was so close to being caught and killed, sighed in relief after seeing them sit from across the room. "The receptionist said the delivery man is a friend of yours?" he wondered before grabbing the coffee and noticed it was already cold. Keisha felt shivers down her spine. "She said that?" she asked with an awkward chuckle as he noticed her weird demeanor. "Just wondering… who it might be," he murmured in a deep and dangerous tone as he leaned forward while staring at her.

But then again she had to think of a way to get Amira out of the cell. Amir couldn’t stop mourning his wife and child. He still sent out search parties secretly to find them. Each time he hoped that they will come back bearing good news, but it was always the same. Meanwhile Becka had gotten so comfortable with the place. She had no regard for anyone who wasn’t royalty, treated her maids like filt. Her bump has started to show, and she used that as a means to bring Amir around. “Myna!!!” Becka shouted