His Mission Sakina Hussain Novels & Stories

Why was she messaging me when she was right before my eyes? I opened her message confusingly and was shocked. Hina - Ma'am this guest is inquiring about you. Sahil sir is hesitant to tell anything which is related to you. What the actual heck? Who is he and why is he asking about me? I frowned looking at the screen when another message popped up. Hina - MA'AM he wants to meet you. He is handsome but I find him to be like some psycho. I was speechless while reading her next message and I didn't know what to do.

We both walk towards the end of separate sides of the room. “Now that the tension is ease can we go back to talking about our mark” “You ruined everything” “How?” I snort “You're not ready, can't you see how dangerous this mission is. This isn't some small fish, we're talking about a man responsible for one of the biggest arms and drugs network in the world, no agent had ever gotten this close to him” “Well you put me here” I yell as I cut her off “You put me here. You knew this mission was suicide and you did. You think I don't know that it was J that was supposed to go”

I had done this to her. Ashina straightened a little, visibly collecting herself, sealing off the storm within. But there was no way I could get the image of her pain out of my head. She looked at me, composed and cold. "What was the mission about?" “To find the faction of the Order and put an end to them.”

Isaac asked with a smirk, using the affectionate nickname he had given her. Maddison returned his smile, a glint of determination in her hazel eyes. “Always,” she replied, her voice steady. Their mission was straightforward yet crucial. They were tasked with infiltrating a high-security facility to retrieve sensitive information that could compromise national security. It was a mission that required precision, stealth, and unwavering trust in each other. As they made their way to the rendezvous point, their communication earpieces crackled to life with the voice of their handler, Agent Carter. “Isaac, Maddison, you’re clear to proceed. Remember, stealth is paramount. We need that intel intac

She expressed and I was shook. “I met up with Miss Louisiana the other day and she told me what happened with Miss Nina and called me to inform me of your reaction to what she narrated to you. She has left the country now and maybe she wasn't even the one for you, but like I said, I'm going to make it my mission to make sure you're happy before I leave. And only if you're happy, would you be invited to my wedding.” She stated the last sentence sternly and rather than being angry or irritated at her words, or at her audacity, I found myself laughing.

Old tech. It had to be hard to exist in this world without a chip. No inner system to guide and assist. No connection to the others in the system. "You have been assigned a mission," the voice/screen explained, interrupting her thoughts. Maika paused, assuming it meant her companion. She looked up, blinking. "Huh? Who? Me?" "Yes, you," the voice told her with no impatience. "We need you to find the world's most dangerous criminal and infiltrate his rebel group."

he continued commanding the attention of everyone, "I'm going to assign those who would accompany you on this mission," he continued, everyone's gaze was fixated on him as he spoke, "On this particular mission, I want your right-hand man to be Monalisa." He added, making me turn sharply towards him, "I'm sure with the both of you overseeing this mission success is assured," he continued, "Why her? Why not someone else?" I inquired, I couldn't help but wonder why he had paired me with her,

She saw it. Witnessed the sudden tingling of his facial skin. Saw the guilt bleed through. Watch her friend fight the man who had betrayed her. And for one impossible second—. Her reluctance to acknowledge him made her feel uncomfortable. "It was a mission that began without any overtones of disapproval," he said. I was somewhere between living for duty and lying...I can’t remember which one I lived. Amina burst into tears before she could stop.. It is beyond your ability to articulate that statement.

Damn it, I’m not enough, she can have Sakura too. “See something you like?”. Did she just smirk? Oh My God! Bless my poor omega heart. I get it now, I’ve been enlightened, Aronohai Misa is IT. She should be locked up somewhere, it must be illegal to be this hot. She can create world peace, I believe in her. I’m a stan now, she can have me. Anywhere, anytime, I’d be honored. She gets up from my seat and I find myself taking a step back. She’s tall. She’s tall, towering over me kind of tall. I take another step back. She’s wearing a suit, an actual three-piece, in a deep maroon red. Fuck

There was no denying she carried herself with the same unshakable regality Val had been told she herself projected and Val really couldn’t yet tell if that was coincidence or intent. Was she wealthy? Married into wealth? Born into wealth? Either way she looked like one of either. “Everyone,” Aisha began, her voice a little hoarse probably from yelling at the employees downstairs, “I want you to meet our newest ambassador, Saskia Hartmann.” She smiled as she gestured to the woman. “She’s joining us from the Seville branch, and I’m sure you’ll be seeing her in more campaigns going forward.”